A/N: If you're wondering why I changed the cover, it's because I thought it better suited the story.

ch. 15 Dipper's POV

I could hear Mabel sobbing as I woke. I felt better, but not by that much. I opened my eyes. The doctor gasped

"y-you're alive?!" He asked extremely surprized. I nodded. Mabel walked over to me and touched my arm.

"Dipper! You're alive! You survived! You're alive and well!" Mabel screamed in excitement. I am not well, as a matter of fact, I'm horrible, I'm better than I was, but I'm still horrible.

"M-" I tried to say, it hurts to talk, but I want to say goodbye to Mabel, in case the end is near. "M-ab-el, I-I wa-nt t-to sa-y g-good b-b-bye." She shook her head.

"NO! Dipper, don't say that! You'll survive this! You will! You will for ME!" She was going into a tantrum.

"Ma-bel, d-on-'t w-w-worry. I-I-I'll t-tr-try to li-ve." I grabbed my stomach, the pain is back. It's unbearable. I start wheezing, and shaking, my body is freaking out. I can't breathe. I CAN'T BREATHE!

"oh, no CODE BLUE! CODE BLUE!" the doctor screamed. My vision is fading. Am I dying?

"Wha-what's code blue?!" Mabel panicked.

"bad." The doctor said as several other hospital employees ran into the room. Everything is darkening, I can't die, I told Mabel I wouldn't. The doctors and nurses all crowed around me. I grab someone's hand.

"I-I wi-ll n-not die!" I tried to yell and pulled myself up,"NO!" I grabbed my chest and winced.

"Stay calm, kid" one of the doctors informed me. I saw him hold up a needle and inject it into my arm. I took one huge breath, and laid back down.

I feel better, much better, I don't know what that guy gave me, but it sure helped.

One day later... (Still Dipper's POV)

I lay motionless in my bed. Hoping that I would recover. I barely survived yesterday, and if something like that happens again, I'll die, though, it sounds nice to end all of my misery and pain, Mabel couldn't handle it, and I don't want her to go into a state of depression, who know's how she'd handle it. I hear the door creak open. A man in a suit and a woman with auburn hair walked in.

" Hello," the man greeted, " we're here to ask you some questions." He held up a badge with the letters F-B-I on the front. I stared at them, and nodded.

"Okay," he said, " let's get started, Do you remember anything from the night you were attacked?" The woman rolled her eyes.

"y-es" I croaked. I immediately felt the pain spread across my body. I wailed out in pain, or at least tried to. More pain.

"are you okay, kid?" He asked.

"ca-n't tal-k a-sk Ma-b-el." The two adults looked at each other.

"Mabel? Who's Mabel?" The woman asked.

"sister." I breathed.

"where is she?"

"Rehab" more pain filled my body. It keeps getting worse and worse. More pain. It's happening again. My body is panicking.

"Oh no. DOCTOR! DOCTOR!" The man yelled. I took a huge gulp of breath. My doctor walked in and saw my panicking self, he pushed at button with the words "code blue". It was happening again.

"I told you interrogating some dying kid was a bad idea!" The woman scolded her fellow FBI agent. She thinks that I'm dying? AM I dying?!

"Oh! Will you just shut up, Dana?!" He was getting ticked. Doctors and nurses flooded the room and I blacked out.

Mabel's POV

It happened again. Dipper's body flipped out, and now, he's closer to death than ever before. Why him? Ugh! I'm starting to sob. My brother might, make that probably, die. I walked into my brother's room. He was asleep again. Oh, I hope he doesn't die! He can't! Can he?