-Mabel's P.O.V-

I woke up the next day to more rain. I was still freezing. I attempted to stand up, but I failed. I almost had balance but I fell back down in the mud. I was a complete disaster at this point. It took me several tries of falling, hurting myself even more, but I managed to stand up. I tried to walk, but I limped. My right leg hurt very badly. I kept falling over. I couldn't do anything. I began crying. I finally gave up and just sat there.

I slowly tried to crawl, but that was a very slow process. I was begging that Ford, Stan, Soos, Wendy, and even Dipper were looking for me. I hadn't heard any calls for my name. I started losing hope. I was starving now. I couldn't find any type of food. Mud covered my face and body, along with scratches and bruises. I tried every so often to stand up and walk, but it usually ended in me just falling down.

I continued like that for another day.

It has been five days since I ran away. I had no hope left that they were looking for me anymore. I no longer heard any calls for me. Did they give up? I could barely move my stomach ached from hunger; my hair was in front of my face. I barely had the strength to pull it behind me ear. I tried to stand up, but I fell back down. I needed to find my way back to the shack, I didn't care if Dipper wanted to see me or not.

I tried again and again to stand up. I was finally able to do it. My right leg, throbbing from the pain, I was drenched, and covered in mud, bruises, scrapes, scratches, and I was even bleeding in areas. To make matters worse I was starting to develop a fever because of the rain. I tried to call for help, but I could barely speak.

I wanted so badly to be in a warm house, or shelter, with blankets covering me, with a nice big bowl of chicken noodle soup. I could barely walk, but I was making very slow progress. While walking, I began to cry from the pain.

"Dipper, where are you?" I tried so say but I couldn't talk.

I slowly made my way to the field. I didn't know where to go from there. I was lost; I didn't know where the shack was. I decided to go straight.

Ii took me a long time, I walked slowly, and I kept losing my balance. I was desperate to find the shack, or food.

I lost all hope that my family and friends were still looking for me, when I heard a very faint, "Mabel!" A smile came across my face, I did my best to try and walk over to the location that the calls were coming from. Of course, I kept falling, getting dirtier and dirtier.

I was about to reach the field when I was greeted by some very unwanted creatures.

"Thought you could lose us that easily, Mabel?" It was Steve, the gnome jerk who tried to force me to marry him.

I all I could do was glare at him.

"Well, you thought wrong. GET HER!"

The gnomes started chasing me again. I let out a loud scream, and then turned around, and tried with all my might to run. I fell down in a puddle, which gave the gnomes an opportunity to get me. The jumped on to my leg, and began clawing at it. I screamed in pain. I tried to kick them off but it was no use. I grabbed a near-by stick, and began hitting then in the heads.

The gnomes retreated off my leg. I tried to stand up, but my right leg hurt ten times worse. I had to keep going. I tried to run, but I couldn't I was crying like crazy. I didn't want to be like this. I wanted Dipper. I wanted help. I wanted someone to tell me that I would be okay.

My only hope for those wishes to come true is the shack. The gnomes didn't stop chasing me. I tried my best to get away but I kept falling. I thought that I almost lost them, when I tripped and went tumbling down a hill.

On the way down, I got poked by branches, stabbed with rocks. My left cheek got scratched by twigs and pointy rocks. I hit my head on a rock. My nose started to bleed. I ended up in a creek. I saw the gnomes heading my way.

"DON'T LET HER GET AWAY!" Steve yelled.

I ran. I ran out of the creek, my leg had enough. I collapsed, recollecting mud that I had lost in the creek. Tears were streaming down my face. I had to keep going. I had to keep going until I at least found a safe place. Where I would be safe from the gnomes. I don't know where I would go from there. I managed to get up continued running, I collapsed again. How was I ever going to get away if I just kept falling to the ground?

"LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE!"

I looked up. The scream was clear as day. I tried, but failed to get up. My leg would no longer allow me to walk. I crawled. I started rolling down a little hill, collecting even more scrapes, mud, and scratches.

I pulled my head up. I saw Dipper, punching, and kicking the gnomes. They retreated. Dipper turned around to see me on the ground, helpless.

"Mabel!" He said.

Dipper ran over to me, and knelt down. He pulled me up. He saw what I looked like. He saw a girl who looked like she got run over ten times. I could tell his heart broke when he saw me. Dipper then pulled me into a hug. Using what little strength I had left, I put my arms around him, now crying harder.

"I am so happy to see you. I missed you so much." He said.

All I could do was attempt to talk.

"I missed you to." I tried to say. It was useless, I couldn't speak.

Dipper than pulled me out of the hug.

"Mabel, I'm so sorry. I was being stupid. You don't deserve this. I regret everything that I have done to you." He said. "I will get you home, and I will try to make everything better."

That's all I wanted to hear, that it will get better. I pulled Dipper into a tight hug, I was now sobbing. I was soaking wet, covered in mud, scratches, scrapes, and bruises. Dipper pulled out of the hug again, he took off his sweater, and put it on me. It was so nice to finally have some type of warmth. He then felt my forehead.

"You're burning hot!" He said.

"Can you walk?"

I nodded no. Dipper than pulled me up, and began carrying me. He started walking. I was so happy to be in the arms of someone that cared for me.

‑Dipper's P.O.V-

It has been five days without Mabel. I was going to find her today. I had to. I walked downstairs. I was greeted by Grunkle Stan and Great-Uncle Ford.

"Good morning, kiddo." Grunkle Stan said to me.

"Good morning." I said.

I looked out the window, it was still raining.

"Grunkle Stan, can I please go looking for Mabel. It's been five days without her. I am getting super worried."

"Okay. But please get breakfast first, and put on a coat." He said.

I did as he asked. I had a quick bowl of cereal, and then rushed up the stairs. I grabbed my sweater. I pulled it on, and exited the Mystery Shack. I entered the forest. I began trying to call for Mabel and get a response. I did this for a good twenty minutes, getting deeper and deeper into the forest.

I was about to give up and turn around when I heard a loud, clear, scream. Hoping this scream belonged to Mabel, I ran in the direction the scream came from. There was another scream, louder than the last. I must be getting close.

I entered the field. I saw an army of gnomes in the part of the forest left to me. I ran to them. I got to them and started punching and kicking them. They began to scatter. I made my way to the front, when I caught a glimpse of a girl. It was Mabel.

From what I saw she was drenched in water and mud, I saw a torn sweater, skirt and socks. She had a sock tied around her right leg. She looked like she was limping. She then left my view. I was angry. I was angry that she is getting chased; she looked like she was in a lot of pain.

I took all my anger out on the gnomes. I began punching and kicking harder than I ever had before.

"LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE!" I screamed.

I heard something roll down the hill. I continued beating up the remaining gnomes until they were all gone. I then turned around. I saw Mabel. She was lying on the ground. Her face was covered in mud, scratches, bruises, and tears.

"Mabel." I said.

I ran over to her. She was on the other side of the creek. Not caring that I got wet, or dirty I sat down next to her. I was beginning to cry. What had she gone through? I did the first thing that I could think of. I pulled her into a hug. She put her arms around me; I could tell that she was weak.

"I missed you so much." I said.

I heard her try to speak. She probably lost her voice. That made me feel worse. I pulled her out of the hug.

"Mabel, I am so sorry. I was being stupid. You don't deserve this. I regret everything that I have done to you." I said. "I will get you home, and I will try to make everything better." I continued.

Mabel then started crying harder. She then pulled me into a hug. She tried her best to pull me in tightly, but she was to weak. I hugged her tightly too. She looked freezing. I pulled out of the hug again, and pulled off me sweater. She needed it way more than I did. I put it on her hoping that it would provide some warmth. I then felt her forehead.

"You're burning hot!" I said.

"Can you walk?" I asked.

She nodded no. I just picked her up off the ground. She was in my arms. I couldn't wait to get her home. I used all my strength in carrying Mabel. I almost dropped her a couple of times. We were almost there, when I couldn't carry her anymore.

"Stupid noodle arms." I mumbled under my breath. I set Mabel down.

"I will be right back, with Grunkle Stan." I said. I then ran as fast as I could back to the shack. I ran inside and yelled for Grunkle Stan. He wasn't responding. I looked for him, and had no luck finding him, or Great-Uncle Ford.

I had to get Mabel back here myself. I ran back into the forest. I found Mabel leaning against a tree, right where I left her. I quickly helped her up. It was still pouring rain outside.

"Okay Mabel, I can't find Grunkle Stan. You are going to have to walk."

I immediately saw fear in her eyes.

"Don't worry, you can lean onto me, I will help you." I said trying to calm her down.

She nodded her head in agreement. She started coughing and sneezing non-stop. She must be getting worse. I helped her up. She stood on both of her feet. Tears were gathering in her eyes, she let them escape. This must hurt, a lot. I put my arm around her, and we began to walk, slowly.

It took some time, but we finally reached the shack. I opened the front door, and helped her inside. Mabel was home at last.

"Grunkle Stan! Grunkle Stan!" I yelled hoping somebody would hear me.

"Great-Uncle Ford, Anybody?"I continued to yell, still holding Mabel. She was standing on one leg.

"Kid, what is-"Grunkle Stan said, before he got a glimpse of Mabel.

"MABEL!" Grunkle Stan rushed over to her, and gave her a big hug.

"Careful with her, she is hurt badly. She also has a temperature."

"Mabel, are you alright?"

"Now, I am." She managed to say.

Grunkle Stan got a good look at her. He saw how bad she looked. He pulled her up, and set her on the counter. She was still dripping wet with mud and water.

"Get some rags, and a bucket of water." Grunkle Stan ordered.

I did as he said. I was filling up the bucket with warm, clean water, when Great-uncle ford came out from the vending machine.

"What are you doing?" He asked me.

"I found Mabel." I said.

"You did?"

"Yes."

Great-Uncle Ford then walked over to Grunkle Stan, who was pulling off Mabel's sweater. I came back into the room, with rags and a bucket of warm water. I grabbed a rag, dumped it in the water and began to rub it on Mabel's right leg.

Mabel's leg moved, when I touched it. I looked and saw Mabel, tears swelling in her eyes.

"Sorry. I know it hurts."

I untied her sock that was around her leg, to discover bite marks, along with blood. I was frightened. I immediately dumped the rag in more water, and began rubbing it lightly. Grunkle Stan was doing the same but to her left leg.

I was finally able to finish cleaning her right leg. When it was clean, more bruises and scratches appeared. I grabbed some bandages from the bathroom, and wrapped them around the bite mark. I moved onto her face. She had a purple bruise on her left cheek. I gently rubbed her face with water. Her soaking wet hair covered the right side. I pulled it back, to reveal the rest of her face. I dabbed away all the mud.

Once all the mud and dirt was gone, I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"I'm going to tell Soos and Wendy that Mabel is back." Grunkle Stan announced.

"And I will make some lunch." Said Great-Uncle Ford.

I finished cleaning Mabel. I helped her upstairs, and into the attic. I quickly pulled open her bag containing all her sweaters. I grabbed her pink sweater with the shooting star on it. I grabbed a purple skirt. I put on a clean shirt, and then her sweater. I helped her put on her skirt, and some clean socks. We walked downstairs together, Mabel leaning onto me. I set her on the couch and put a blanket over her.

I took off my shoes and vest. I headed for the kitchen.

"Great-Uncle Ford can you make Mabel some soup, I think she is sick."

"Of course."

I walked back over to Mabel, who was sneezing and coughing. I sat down next to her. Waddles then came rushing over to her, and jumped on her. She just snuggled her pig tightly.

"Mabel, I should've never made you left. I will never let anything like this happen to you again."

-Mabel's P.O.V-

I smiled at Dipper. I pulled him into a hug. I was finally home, thanks to him. He wouldn't give up on me. The door then burst open, and in came Wendy and Soos.

"MABEL!" They both said.

They both hugged me. Grunkle Stan came out of his office.

"You doing alright, sweetie?"

I nodded yes.

Great-Uncle Ford came out with sandwiches and soup. He handed me the soup. I ate it happily. I finally had food. I finally was clean, I finally had, Dipper.

I finished my soup and set it down on the coffee table. I then leaned into Dipper. He put his arm around me. I was comfortable, at last.

"Look, Dipper…" I heard Wendy say.

"I may have said some things I didn't mean." She continued.

"It's okay, I understand." Dipper said.

"Are we cool?"

"Yeah."

Everyone cleared out of the room, leaving Dipper and I alone. He looked at me.

"Can you tell me how you got all of your injuries?"

I nodded.

"I tripped over a branch, trying to get away from the gnomes, and I think I sprained my ankle, I attempted to walk, but I always ended up falling, I rolled down a hill, and ran into bushes." I said in a raspy voice.

"Oh. I'm so sorry for everything that has happened, it's all my fault." He said.

"But, where did you get the bite from?"

"A gnome bit me." I said.

Dipper pulled into a warm, tight hug. It really helped to know that I had a twin who cared about me no matter what. I was relieved to know that I was in the comforting arms of my brother.

A.N/ That's a wrap. I hope you guys enjoyed this story. I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for the support throughout the story. I will talk to you guys in my next story! Bye!