Dipper shook his head for a moment and blinked rapidly to see if he was having a delusion. He hadn't seen Bill in years no one had in fact. He was suddenly up on his feet moving before his mind resgistered where he was going. Dipper clocked Bill right in the jaw anger seething from his bones his mind clouded by sudden grief. "You! You fucking demon! It's all your fault! They're dead because of you!" He pounced on the fallen demon his fists swinging widly before he was stopped by an older Soos. "Wooo woo guys whats going on here!? Chill out Dipper!" He spoke his high pitched voice had flattened out over time he had also lost some wieght but looked pretty much the same. "That's Bill the fucking demon!" Dipper struggled against Soos' hold he knew if it was possibly steam would be coming out of his ears. "Dipper he's different now...Bill has been helping us out. Just ask Mabel man he's been here for years fixing everything trying to make up for them..." Soos let him go but Dipper was still angry he didn't want to believe them how could he? He knew Bill hadn't been the reason for their death but he just wanted any one to blame any one to take this pain away. He fell to his knees hands gripping the dirt of the graves his tears causing the dirt to wetten. "How can I believe that when he caused us so much pain and tried to kill us so many times." His fists pounded on the ground screaming loud enough to wake the whole forest causing birds to fly up into the air. Then Bill did something unusual he walked over knelt down and hugged dipper tightly whispering into his ear. "I was in love with Ford..." His eyes widened hearing the other say that and suddenly it all made sense. Why Bill tried to keep Ford to himself why he tried to kill them Bill had been so jealous. But his mind began to realize that Bill was a piece of Ford that was still here, he had all of Ford memories. He sat back shaking his head in disbelief he should just kill the demon now. But when he looked up at Bill's sad face he saw the image of Ford standing behind him a hand on his shoulder and smiling for the first time in years. Though he didn't think he could cry anymore tears once again fell down his cheeks from that day onward his whole life had been changed.

The next morning Dipper grunted awake where he had plopped down onto Fords bed the fourth journal laying over his face. He slid the book onto the bed so he could lazily stand up and head to the bathroom where he started a nice warm shower. After his shower he got dressed pulled on his Black jeans, red plain t shirt, blue navy hoodie, and his combat boots. He no longer wore that pine tree hat and his arms were littered with tattoos of symbols to keep him from getting posessed or harmed by any demons. Dipper begrudginly made his way down stairs suprised by the smell of Stan's bacon. He was jolted awake running towards the kitchen only to find a blonde haired demon cooking at the old stove. "In a hurry there pine tree? It's just breakfast." bill chuckled filling two plates up with eggs and bacon. "Oh..." Dipper spoke moving to the empty seat across from Bill. "It smells good..." He said reluctant to compliment the other but when he took a bite he nearly began crying again. It tasted just like the delecious food Stan always made. He shook his head how pathetic was he to get teary eyed over some freaking food. After eating the other male cleared the table and began doing dishes he didn't say anything because he didn't really want to think about Bill living in the mystery shack. He headed to the front of the store and put up a help needed sign because he knew he needed some help before he could open up the shack and do tours. Though he had more then enough money to survive of for the rest of his life he didn't want to give up the shop and he figured it could probably help someone out. It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door and Dipper answered it to find a small teenage boy half of Dippers hieght. For a second he didn't reconize the person until he realized it was Gideon. "Well hello there Dipper pardon my intrusion. I saw the sign on the door and I am very in need of work." He wanted to close the door just slam it in that irrtating southern accent of his but he knew Gideon had matured. His buisness had gone down the drain and now he was close to being homeless. Reluctantly he let the silver haired teen in and took the sign down afterwards. "Can you start today? All I need is you to do cash register." "I think I can handle that just fine. I do have some retail experience." Dipper nodded showing Gideon around the gift shop and museum before going to open the shop. An hour after opening a bus dropped off the first batch of tourists which Dipper guided to the musuem entrance. For the next few hours it was actually a busy day many people had been waiting for the shop to reopen after his gruncles had passed away.

By the end of the day Dipper slunk down into Stans old chair exhausted and very hungry he hadn't even had time for lunch. He looked around realizing he hadn't seen Bill all day maybe he was staying away from him because what had happened yesterday. Curiously he stood up and looked around the shack to find Bill curled up asleep in Ford's room the journals open to the pages of himself. He couldn't help but smile as he moved over to wake the sleeping demon, he had to emit he was pretty cute all curled up like that. "Hey Bill I'm going to Greasy's wanna come along?" The blonde just grumbled causing Dipper to kick him lightly making the other hiss in pain. "I'm up damn it!" He held his ankle growling up at the male before he stood up following him to Stans car. Dipper slipped into the drivers side pulling out the keys and starting up the car easily as he had fixed it awhile ago. Off they drove in silence not even looking at each other until they got to the resturant. "You know if your living with us you should be working..." Bill shrugged following Dipper inside he got a few stares but everyone was used to the demon now at first he had gotten beaten up and thrown out but after a few years they realized Bill was changed many believed it was the spell they cast that gave the demon human feelings. So there they sat across from each other an awkwardness between them but no one wanted to speak about it their heads were buried in the menus. Finally after ordering Dipper spoke up but didn't look at Bill "I am sorry for hitting you yesterday...I know it's not your fault". He looked over for a brief moment finding thatBill simply had a sad look on his face. "No...It was my fault...I was a horrible person...I didn't like the things I did but I didn't have emotions. Now I do I regret it so bad I can understand how much pain I caused. I can feel now." He looked like he was going to cry moving to look down at his hands thats when Dipper saw it his sleeve rolled up a bit to reveal long scars he knew that Bill had been in a lot of pain. He knew he had to bring them up because he wanted to make sure that it never happened again. He grabbed Bill's wrists pulling the sleeve up to see the scars went all the way up to his shoulder. "B..Bill what are these?" The blonde flinched at Dippers touch as if he was burning him. "I didn't know how to handle all this pain...When I cut it goes away..." His eyes widened tears finding the corners of his eyes. "No...Don't ever do this again...I..if you feel sad come to me." He wanted to hug him but the table kept him from doing so and he wasn't sure if he would hurt him. As he looked over the demon he was tall but skinny he looked like he would shatter at the slightest touch. "Bill do you eat?" "Sometimes...Food makes me feel worse..." He knew the other was messed up and he also knew it would take awhile before Bill was ever okay again. He couldn't see him as that triangle anymore he looked to innocent now. "Why don't you try some of my food? It's really good." He smiled trying to encourage the other luckily he got an agreeable nod and order Bill some of his own food too. He coaxed Bill to eat until he was full it was a small step but he hoped to get more wieght on him. This time on the drive back they chatted about a few different topics of what Bill did when he was human. The blonde actually looked happy which made him feel amazing. As they headed into the house Bill stopped looking down with a sadened face. "I have to tell them good night..." He turned rushing over to kneel at the graves some of the toursist had left flowers or trinkets in respect. "Good night...Stan and Ford...I miss sixer..." For a few moments he sat there seeming unwilling to move but Dipper coxed him in the house the air was starting to get a bit chilly. "Hey why don't you sleep with me? The couch pulls out into a bed." He directed Bill to Fords old room setting up the couch bed with blankets and pillows and the got ready for bed himself. He watched the other fall asleep before Dipper himself passed out.