I'm very grateful for all of the positive feedback of my story! There's probably going to be 6 chapters in this story, and maybe a couple of follow up one-shots. So the next chapter will be the last.

'You're blinded by her jewelry…"

My heart fell to the depths of my stomach.

"WHAT?" I screamed. I must of have heard the doctor wrong. My mom can't be dieing. Not after everything that has happened. She has to pull through. She just has to. I'm not giving up. Not again. Not this time.

"Is there anything you can do for her?" I asked the doctors, trying to keep my cool after my last outburst. They had to be able to do something right? Please tell me they can do something. I don't know what I would do without my mom. Even though we had a rough couple of years I still love her so much. I can't even imagine living without her. That's because I can't live without her. I'm not going to live without her. She's going to live. I know she will.

"I'm sorry." the doctor responded, "But we don't know enough about her condition to give you that information. Now you should go home and get some sleep. You've been here for hours."

"Ok." I replied. I may have seemed calm on the outside, but I felt like dieing on the inside. My heart was racing, my head was spinning, my hands were clammy, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I stumbled out of the hospital, wondering where I was supposed to go? I couldn't go home, police were investigating the house, and Mabel and Dipper were most likely out doing some mystery crap. I had nowhere to go. Except the woods. I stumbling that way. I was almost there when I heard a familiar voice.

"Pacifica? What's going on?"

Damn. Mabel found me. I guess I needed to tell her everything. But I couldn't, not in this state of mind. I grabbed Mabel's arm and lead her into the woods. I heard muffled sounds like, "Where are we going?" and , "Please tell me what's wrong Cif.", but I just ignored them and kept going forward.

I sat down on some soft pine needles and hugged my knees. I buried myself in them and began to softly cry, while rocking back and forth. All my symptoms from before came back, but this time at full force. All I felt was Mabel's soft arms around me, telling me that I was going to be alright. I began to focus on my breathing. I hadn't realized it before that moment, but I was hyperventilating. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. As I did this I felt my breathing begin to regulate. I breathed out slowly for the last time. I wiped my face with the sleeve of my sweatshirt and sunk my head onto the log behind me. I must of fallen asleep, because I felt a pair of delicate hands shaking my shoulders back and forth minutes later.

"Wake up 'Cif." said the voice belonging to the hands. "You're alright."

I opened my eyes and looked up at Mabel. She gave me a soft smile.

"Now tell me what's wrong."

I told her everything in full detail. She just looked at be in the same sincere way Dipper had. They really are my favorite pair of twins. I thought to myself. My best friend and my boyfriend.

When I finished explained Mabel engulfed me in another hug.

"This has something to do with her drinking problem, right?"

"I think so.." I said, "I mean the doctors didn't say much. They only said they didn't have enough information to get a diagnosis yet."

"Let's head back over there and see what they have to say now."

2 hour late, In the hospital

I held the boy I loved so dearly's hand as we awaited for the doctor's news. Mabel had gone home to sleep since it was so late, and Dipper volunteered to stay with me. The door to my mother's room opened. The look on the doctor's face told me what had happened. She's gone. It's too late. I didn't want to accept it ,so I stayed put hoping that I had read her face wrong.

"Miss Northwest," The doctor stated, her eyes showing hints of sadness, "I'm afraid it's too late for you mother. Her liver hasn't been normal for at least a year, and since she never came to the hospital, she was at the end stages of the disease. We couldn't find a donor on such short notice. I'm sorry Pacifica. We lost your mother."

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