I have nothing against Ford. Story just required him to be this way. I planned it some time ago.

Dipper silently sipped on his wine observing blonde as he toyed with his phone. What else could he want from him? And what was point of this whole deal?

Before he could ask about it once again maid came and brought them dinner. Blonde told Dipper to eat and not worry about him, he's already eaten.

Only thing on the table that he could name was steak. Although it probably had some other, fancier name. But even if he was unable to name the food it was still really tasty. As expected bill had best chef even in his vacation home.

"So?" Brunette asked when he was done eating. "What is that 'little thing' you want from me."

Bill gave him small smile. "Just a delivery to someone we both know." he explained standing up. Dipper stayed silent as blonde walked to dark, wooden shelve of sorts, it wasn't very well light.

"What delivery?"

Bill smiled and evil smile and presented him a small, dark red box and opening it.

Inside was lying on soft, light blue cushion… single, human finger.

"Who..."

"Stanford Pines. We used to work together, some time ago."

"William..."

Bill looked surprised hearing this name. "It's been some time since I was called 'William'" he said sitting down and pouring more wine for them both.

"So you want me to bring it to Ford?" Dipper confirmed his suspicion.

Bill confirmed it with a nod. "Smart, aren't you? I bet you get all kinds of trophies for it. Or is Ford taking it all? I wouldn't be surprised."

"Why?" Brunette asked. What trophies? Aren't agents supposed to be known by no one?

"Ask Sixer when giving him the finger. You can tell him anything but be back here in three hours since leaving. I guess it's enough time. Call me if something stops you." Bill shrugged passing him phone he was toying with earlier. "If you won't be back I'll have to find you and kill everyone in my way."

"Why go trough the trouble just for me?" Dipper asked.

"Thing is I like you, kid. You remind me of me. From long ago, but still me. Car key are by the door. Maid will take you there. Don't forget the time." Bill added and left him alone.

Couple of minutes later Maid walked in saying that master send her to show him the way. Dipper remembered part of their walk from when Bill as leading him from the dungeon. Well, more like it all, just shorter.

By the exit maid told him to choose one set of keys from six available ones and led him to dark blue sports car. "We'll be expecting your return, sir." she said leaving him alone.

Dipper has never driven so fast in his life. He was only hoping that he won't be stopped by the police for breaking speed limits.

In their base he found nothing but small light from Fords office. Taking a deep breath he walked there, ready to run and return to Bill to tell him that he was late, evacuation ended.

But it wasn't needed.

In the office he found Ford sitting on his old chair looking at the door.

"Why are you here?" man asked seeing his nephew. He was shocked.

"Someone asked me to give you this." Dipper muttered walking closer and giving him boxed finger.

Ford was shocked, but not very surprised. "I didn't expect him to give it back."

"So you knew? That William is alive and changed his name?" Dipper asked tilting his head.

"I wasn't sure. All I had was a guess and not so vivid memory of him… dying. He was a good guy." Ford shook his head and said nothing more.

"What are you planning to do now that the whole operation is down?" his old boss asked.

Dipper shrugged. "It's not like I have much of a choice. I made a deal with Bill. I stay with him and he'll leave you all alone. Like he won't kill you." he said looking anywhere but at Ford.

"Has he told you our story?" Ford asked. "How much time do we have?" he asked when Dipper shook his head.

"Around an hour." Dipper said looking at his phone.

"Okay. I'll tell you how William Brown died and I lost my finger." Ford sat more comfortably. "I'd offer you a seat but as you can see, we kind of moved."

Dipper nodded and sat on the floor. Expecting this story to answer at least some questions.

"It started fourteen years ago...

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