What cuts the deepest

"Did you hear that? Our baby is fine!" Mabel whispered in Dipper's ear as she pulled him closer to her. Dipper sniffed quietly and tried to blink his eyes dry

"That's the best news I've had since Gideon got sent off to jail" Dipper admitted, he still wasn't sure how he felt about the pregnancy but Mabel was happy and his child was healthy and right now that's all that mattered to him. As they stood there in a tight embrace, just letting the good news sink in they forgot about everything else that was going wrong in their lives, they forgot about the fighting with their parents, they forgot about Pacifica North West making their lives a misery at school.

"Come on, Wendy's still waiting for us outside" Dipper reminded Mabel, letting her go, Mabel giggled, realising that he was right.

"Hey dudes, how'd it go?" Wendy asked, looking up from her phone as they walked back through to the waiting room where Wendy was sat down.

"The baby is healthy" Dipper replied

"That's brilliant news" Wendy beamed. Mabel nodded and squeezed Dipper's arm gently.

Back home at the Mystery Shack, Dipper was sat on his bed, Mabel was lying down with her head resting on his lap while he ran his fingers through her hair gently.

"Mabel..." Dipper began

"Yeah?" She replied

"Have you thought about what we're going to do about the baby?" He asked her, his brow furrowing in concentration

"I... I... I've had a few ideas. Now that we know that he or she is healthy I'm not going to abort them" Mabel admitted

"I agree with you on that. But do you really think that we could handle a baby?"

"I know we'd try our best"

"Of course we would... But that might not be best for the baby"

"What do you have in mind?" Mabel questioned

"I... I think that... Adoption would be the best choice for us" Dipper sighed. Mabel remained silent but shifted around to look up at him, nodding slightly before turning away again and staring at the ceiling.

"I think you might be right" Mabel replied quietly, sitting up and putting an arm around Dipper, he rested his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Hey pervo" Pacifica sneered as she swaggered over to Dipper who was leaning up against his locker, headphones in and lost in thought. He began to move away from his locker but was pushed back by Pacifica who gently removed his headphones

"What is it this time Pacifica?" Dipper groaned

"Oh nothing much. I just thought I'd share something with you" Pacifica smiled

"What is it?" Dipper asked, skeptical of Pacifica's intentions

"Well I've been thinking that the only reason you're so disgustingly in love with that freako sister of yours is cause you've never had a real girl around you, so I'm going to help you out with that and hopefully take this sick and unnatural urges away from you" Pacifica explained, pushing her body up against Dipper's, who was trapped between the wall of lockers and Pacifica. She stood up on her tip toes and pressed her lips roughly against his, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Dipper's eyes opened wide in shock and he began to try and push her away from him with no luck as Pacifica had his arms pinned

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE" Mabel screamed out as Pacifica continued to press her lips against Dipper's. Mabel saw Dipper struggling and immediately ran over and shoved Pacifica away from Dipper who slid down his locker and sat down on the floor. Mabel tackled Pacifica to the floor and began to flail away at Pacifica.

"Mabel, stop it. Please" Dipper croaked, his voice hoarse and his mouth dry. Mabel glanced behind her quickly and saw Dipper, on the floor, knees pulled up to his chest. Mabel looked back down at Pacifica, a cut lip and a busted and bleeding nose the punishment for forcing herself upon Dipper, Mabel stood up and turned away from Pacifica and moved slowly towards Dipper, she offered out her hand to him and helped him to his feet, she put her arm around him and led him outside and back home.

Dipper looked over at his clock and sighed.

"Ten past one in the fucking morning" he thought to himself, knowing that he probably should at least try and sleep but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Pacifica pinning him down. Dipper decided that maybe a short walk might be able to tire him out enough to put him to sleep.

As he crept quietly downstairs and towards the front door, he spotted his great uncle Stan passed out in his favourite arm chair and also a glass bottle on the floor, he instantly made the decision to quickly steal the bottle. Opening the door and shutting it behind him as quietly as he could he walked off towards the vast forest that surrounded the Mystery Shack. After walking for what seemed like hours he finally settled down on a rock by a cliff that overlooked the town of Gravity Falls. By the light of the moon he held the bottle he stole from the Shack up to read exactly what he had stolen. A bottle of Stans favourite vodka. unscrewing the cap he raised the bottle to his lips and gulped down the clear liquid, the burning sensation as it travelled down his throat calming him.

"Hey Wendy... Is that Dipper?" Thompson asked the red headed girl, pointing towards the cliff edge as they were enjoying a romantic moonlit stroll.

"Nah, it can't be. What would he be doing out here on his own at this time?"

Dipper took out the nail that he now carried with him at all times from his pocket and began to wildly slash at his arm, bursting into tears as he did so.

"Oh shit, that is Dipper, sounds like he's crying" Wendy grimmaced

"Want me to go on and give you two some space?" Thompson asked, knowing that Dipper would be more likely to open up to Wendy if she was on her own, and by the sound of it he needed someone to talk to.

"Thanks babe" Wendy nodded.