Hey guys. I'm in the hospital (again) :/ I actually slept for more than two hours! I slept for about four hours, and I woke up happy. I was like, "Okay...am I dead or what?" So after my twin verified that I was alive (he was like, "what kind of stupid question is that?") he suggested that we go to the park. Call me silly, but I'm a thirteen girl that still loves the park! So of course I agreed, and we walked to the park down the street. My favorite thing to do at the park is swing, and since my brother obviously knew that he pushed me. He pushed me for about 10 minutes, and that's when it happened. I started feeling sick. So I told my brother and his over protective self started freaking out, but I told them that my stomach will do that sometimes and it was probably nothing. So he kind of calmed down, but still kept an eye on me. We sat on the swings just talking for a while when a family of five came. I told him that we should sit on the bench just in case the three kids wanted to swing, but in reality I was getting more sick by swinging. So he stopped me and we sat on the bench. We were quietly sitting when the three kids ran up to us. They were all girls and looked like they were about five years old. They asked us if we wanted to play tag, and they were all so cute I couldn't disagree. Plus their parents were too busy on their phones to even notice anything. Since this is going on forever I'm going to kind of sum it up. My brother and I were chasing the triplets. (Mostly he was running) Then I started to get light headed so I stopped and held onto a pole that was holding the swing set up. I felt like I was going to pass out so I said my twin's name and he somehow heard me and ran over to me just as I fell. I slipped in and out of conciseness, and each time I saw my brother's worried face, and the three girls screaming. The last thing I remember was yelling out in pain, because I felt like my head was being ripped in two pieces, and my brother screaming my name. Then I woke up in the hospital. Apparently I was dehydrated.

Mabel's POV:

I fake smiled and said, "I love you guys." I pulled them into a hug. My smile faded. I know they want me to be happy, but I just can't... I thought. I felt their grips loosen so I put on another fake smile. I saw Stan look away and frown as if he was in deep thought. "What's wrong Grunkle Stan?" I asked replacing my smile with a frown.

He looked at me. "I...I've got some bad news kid..." He said his voice cracking at the end. My eyes widened. Please don't be about Dipper, please don't be about Dipper, please don't be about Dipper. I said mentally. "Wha-What happened?" I stuttered. "It's your brother."

I held my breath. "He...He..." Stan trailed off as tears surfaced in his eyes. "He what?!" I screamed. "He..." Stan started then the phone rang. "I-I gotta answer that." Stan said quickly. "Ughh.." I groaned. "Do you know what he was going to say?" I asked Wendy and Soos." "Uh, we, uh, I don't...Wendy?" Soos stuttered.

Wendy looked around nervously, "We, uh, really shouldn't say. Stan?!" Grunkle Stan walked back into the living room. He had tears running down his cheeks. "Grunkle Stan?" I asked running up to him, "what happened?"

"We need to go to the hospital. Now." Soos and Wendy's eyes widened. "Is it happening already?!" Wendy asked. "Yes. Now come on!" Stan said. They started jogging to the car. "Wait! What's going on?! What's happening?!" I said trying to catch up with them. "We'll explain in the car dude, just come on!" Soos said as he grabbed my hand and ran.

We got into the car with Stan in the front, Soos in the passenger seat, and Wendy in the back along with me. As soon as all the doors were shut Stan took off. I struggled to put my seatbelt on. "Now will someone tell me what's going on?!" I yelled. Wendy reached over and buckled my seat belt. "Look Mabel the hospital called this morning and said that there is a 30% chance Dipper will wake up. He lost so much blood that the hospital doesn't have enough to keep him alive. They're trying to get some now, but they don't think they'll get it in time. Ok?"

I sat in shock, staring directly into her eyes, when realization hit me. My brother is not waking up. My eyes started to water. Wendy sighed. "They said he's in a lot of pain, and they think it'd be best if we...pull his plugs." She said quietly, choking back a sob at the end.

"And now the hospital just called again. They said that he was responding to certain things. He's just having a hard time waking up. They said that he might wake up." Stan announced. I started smiling. "Awesome!" Wendy exclaimed. "Yes!" Soos added. We were all high fiving each other when Stan interrupted our little celebration.

"Buuuuuuut," He said stretching out the 'u' until we stopped celebrating. "Hehe butt." Soos laughed. Stan ignored him, "Even if he does wake up, which is unlikely, he'll still be in pain and might not survive. All of our smiles fell into a frown. We all sat in our own thoughts for the next couple minutes. Then we arrived at the hospital.

We jogged in, and went straight up to the fourth floor where Dipper was. We bursts into the room, and saw the doctor. "He's been moving around a little ever since 10 this morning." He said. "Do you think he'll wake up Doc?" Soos asked. He hesitated but said, "It's still too early to say, but based on what I've seen in all my years of being a doctor, a young boy that's lost that much blood, will probably die. I'm sorry." I saw tears roll down Wendy's cheek's. "Do you think the his chance of survival has changed?" She asked. The doctor looked down at his clipboard, "I'd still say he has about a 30% chance of survival."

I started crying. "Is he in pain?" Stan asked, his eyes watering. "Oh yeah, he's probably in a lot of pain. That's why I suggested that we pull his plugs. Of course, that's up to you though, but he's in a lot of pain and he's trying to wake up but without the blood his body needs he's just tiring himself out; basically killing himself." The doctor explained.

I felt like I was going to throw up. I ran out of the room, and into the bathroom. I opened the first stall, and threw up. I heard footsteps run in after me, and felt someone pull my hair back and rub my back. I puked until it was just dry wheezing. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and sat up to see Wendy holding my hair back with tears covering her cheeks.

She pulled me into a hug, and we cried on each other's shoulder's for what felt like hours. "I-It'll all b-be ok-okay." She stuttered through tears. I heard Stan and Soos knocking on the bathroom door calling our names. I hiccuped and said, "No it won't! I'm going to lose him!" I yelled. "Alright we're coming in!" I heard Stan yell. "But dude this is the girl bathroom!" I heard Soos say as he was pulled in by Stan. "He's going to...die." I said whispering at the end. Wendy cried even harder and hugged me tighter.

"Aw, dudes." Soos cried and joined the hug. "Oh, boy..." I heard Stan say.

So, what do you guys think is going to happen to Dipper? Will he pull through? Or will they pull his plugs? Hmmm...let me put on my skepticals...Anyway I think there will only be two or three more chapters and maybe a sequel since so many people enjoyed this fanfic. I'm not sure yet. I'm sorry if this chapter is bad these pills the doctors gave me are knocking me out, and I have a lot on my mind. My brother is laying in the chair beside the bed asleep. I feel really bad for him. He had to experience everything that happened today. And he's always been scared of losing me since like birth. He hasn't let go of my hand since I got here. Do you know how hard it is to type a story on your phone with one hand? I don't know how he was able to even stay overnight. I thought you had to be like 18 or something...I don't know. I'm pretty sure I scarred those little girls, and I feel really bad :(

Oh, and I forgot to put this in my last chapter:

Rest In Peace Big Henry...