Chapter Two

Dipper woke again after his nightmare with a start. He turned and saw that Mabel was already out of bed. Wait, what? Mabel up before him?

"Mabel?" Dipper asked, though he stayed in bed. Suddenly, Stan and Mabel were walking into the room. "Grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked. The only time Stan ever went into their room was when something was wrong. Stan walked over to him and felt his forehead. "What are you doing?" Dipper asked.

"I guess he does feel a little warm," Stan said to Mabel, ignoring Dipper's question. "I'll get Soos to make him some soup or something."

"What are you talking about?" Dipper asked. "I'm not sick."

"Dipper, you've been sleeping all day; it's noon," Mabel said. "We always wake up at the same time, Dipper. I thought you were sick, so I got Grunkle Stan. I was worried."

"Well, I'm fine," Dipper said, getting out of bed. He was stopped by a finger from Stan pointing him back into bed. "What?" Dipper asked in a disappointed tone. He had expected Stan to just let him go out and work. It wasn't like Stan to care about something like this.

"If you're sick and you get near my customers, they'll get sick and they won't come back to spend money," Grunkle Stan said. "Now get your butt back into bed."

"I'm not sick," Dipper grumbled as he slid back into bed.

"I'm sorry, Dipper, but I was worried about you," Mabel apologized.

"Just go," Dipper said. After a few moments, Dipper rolled over in bed and groaned. He felt just like he had before, in his dream; like someone had been beating him. Dipper sat up in bed, raising his shirt to see fresh bruises coating the tender skin on his stomach and chest.

"What the…?" Dipper asked himself before remembering what Bill had said.

"You're mine now."

"For how long?"

"As long as I want."

"Dipper?" Mabel asked when she returned to their room. "Are you feeling better?" Dipper didn't know how long it had been. He had been trying to read up on Bill from his journal. "Hey, you were supposed to be getting some sleep."

Dipper rolled his eyes. There was no way he would be falling asleep until he found out how to get rid of Bill.

"I'm not tired because I'm not sick," Dipper answered. "I'll sleep later when I'm actually tired." He had no intention of doing this.

"But Grunkle Stan said you had a fever," Mabel said.

"I don't have a fever," Dipper responded. "I just need to read."

"What are you reading about?" Mabel asked.

"It's nothing important," Dipper fibbed.

"Are you actually not going to tell me?" Mabel asked.

"I need to figure out what it is before I bother telling anyone."

"Are you sure you're not sick?" Mabel asked.

"I'm sure."

I just wanted to tell everyone that I've read your reviews, FFN just won't let me respond to them for some reason. Hopefully it will let me respond soon, because I love to respond to as many reviews as I can!

Also, I have nine of these chapters written already, I'm just timing them appropriately so that I won't have to go months without an update ;)