Yay! Dipper goes home! Sorry for not posting.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gravity Falls.

Btw-

This is pretty short.

Chapter 8- Dipper's Home

Dipper's POV

"Mmm," I opened my eyes. "Wendy, what time is it?"

I turned to find the chair scooted to my bed with Wendy's head resting next to my knees, her hand wrapped in mine.

"Wendy. Wendy, wake up."

"Ugh…" She lifted her head. When she noticed her hand, she opened her eyes wide.

"What happened last night?" I asked.

"Well, you were having nightmares and called out my name. I sat down beside you and started to try and comfort you, but then you asked where I was in your sleep. So I placed my hand in yours. I guess you decided to hold on." I blushed bright red.

We sat in silence, but neither of us moved. Until Doctor Stein walked in.

"Alright, Dipper. Today, you are being released. Your memory has been restored to the minimum point where we can let you go. Miss Corduroy, please pack his and your things for his pickup. Thank you, and be safe out there."

"Will do, Doc." She packed up her bag, then Mabel and Pacifica's.

Nurse Joy walked in. "Ok, Dipper, you need to get dressed now. Your sister turned in this outfit for you." She placed down the outfit at the foot of the bed. "Come outside when you are ready."

Wendy unfolded a pair of khakis, a white dress shirt, and my hat. A note was in my pants pocket.

"Dipper, I made sure you would look sharp for your return home! See you real soon! Mabel." I read aloud.

"Huh. At least it's not hot outside." Wendy helped me slide on my pants (which was very difficult considering I had to roll them up to fit over my casts). I buttoned my shirt and Wendy fixed my collar. She flipped my hat onto my head.

"Ready?" She asked, holding out her hand.

"You bet." I grabbed her hand and she helped me sit into the wheelchair that Nurse Joy left.

"Alright, Dipper. You are all set to go home. If you are going to move, use the wheelchair. But only if you have to. Try to stay in bed for the next week or so. Return for your checkup in a week. We'll take out your stitches and check the fractures. Here are plenty of extra rolls of bandages so you can replace them after your showers." Dr. Stein explained. He wheeled me around a corner to the waiting room, where Mabel, Pacifica, and Soos sat.

"Ladies, take care of him. He'll need some help."

Mabel stood up. "Looking good, bro bro! Listen, as a welcome home gift, I made you this." She pulled a dark blue sweater with a white pine tree stitched into the center.

"Thanks, Mabel! This is awesome! Did I tell you you are the best sister in the world?" I slid it on over my dress shirt and fixed the cuffs of my shirt to flip over the edge of the sleeve. I slid the sleeves to my elbows to not stretch out my shirt where my casts are.

"That's why you wanted me to wear this, huh?"

"Of course." She grinned.

Soos loaded up the wheelchair into the trunk and helped me into the front seat.

Everyone climbed in and Mabel shouted, "Dipper's coming home!"

Pacifica and Wendy followed with, "Whoo!"

We pulled up to the Shack. Wendy helped me out of the car and sat me down in my wheelchair, which Soos grabbed from the trunk. Mabel and Pacifica opened the doors while Mabel wheeled me in.

"Welcome back, Dipper," Great Uncle Ford greeted.

"Thanks, Great Uncle Ford. I'm sorry, but the doctor said to stay away from work and move as little as possible until my wounds heal to scabs, so I won't be able to continue my apprenticeship until then…"

"That's alright. What is important is that you are home, and you need to get rest."

"Thanks, Great Uncle Ford."

Soos carried my body, while Wendy and Mabel got my legs, and they all lifted me up to the attic. Pacifica opened doors and told them if they were going to bump into anything.

They set me down on my bed and propped up my pillow for me to sit up against.

Brzzzt Brzzzt

Pacifica pulled out her phone. "Ugh, give me a sec."

She placed the phone next to her ear. "Pacifica Elise Northwest, where on Earth are you?! You are late for evening tea!" Her father's voice could be heard.

"Daddy! I told you I would be at the Mystery Shack today helping Dipper!"

Mr. Northwest's response couldn't be heard. "I don't care if you think he's worthless! He's my friend. And he's been in the hospital for weeks! Fine. I'm coming home, but don't expect me to be excited at tea!"

She shut off her phone. "Agh! Why does he hate me!"

"I think I should be asking that." I pointed out.

"Sorry, Dipper, but I better go… I'll come back as soon as I can. You guys are alright, right? Should I smuggle something from the mansion?" Her face showed she was genuinely sad to leave.

"Well, your food is all healthy, so nah, we're good." Wendy answered.

As Pacifica left, Wendy said, "Alright. You're probably exhausted, Dipper, so we'll let you rest. If you need anything, holler."

"Thanks, guys."

And with that, they all left me to sleep, except Mabel.

"So…" she started.

She pulled out the camera. "I had Nurse Joy take it down for me this morning when I dropped off the outfit…"

The screen was on a video and Mabel pressed play.

My head tossed and turned. Wendy scooted the chair next to my bed. She brushed the hair off my face, revealing my birthmark.

"Hey, it's ok. It's ok, Dipper." She stroked my hair. My face relaxed and I sighed. She smiled.

"Dipper, I love you," She started, her voice a low whisper.

"And I hope you won't remember this in the morning, but I love you with all my heart. Not just where I think of you as a brother. No, I love you like I've never loved anyone before. More than that jerk Robbie, more than all of my exes combined. You're different. You actually care about me, and I was too stupid in the past to not see it. You may not remember all the times we spent together, but I do and I never will forget." She kissed me on the cheek. My hand rose to the spot where her lips touched.

My head started to toss and turn more than normal.

"W-Wendy…" I called, in a low, raspy whisper. "W-Wendy where are you?"

She took my hand gently in hers. "I'm here, Dipper. I'm right here."

She continued whispering, "It's ok, Dipper. I'm here. It's ok. I'm right here."

She rested her head on the side of my bed and closed her eyes, her hand still gripped tightly in mine. "I'm right here, Dipper. And I always will be."

"So that's what happened…" I couldn't believe it. I love her, and she loves me back…

"So what am I going to do, Mabel? I don't know what to do. Should I confess? I mean, she is pretty hot..."

"I'll talk to her; see if she wants you to confess. Do some undercover work. Oh, I wish there was a way to get you your memories back…"

"Well, for now, just get some rest." She walked to the doorway and turned her head around.

"I love ya, bro bro!"

I smiled. "Love you too, Mabes." She closed the door softly behind her and I layed my head against the cool pillow.