This chapter was way too short. By the way, is anyone else having issues with the image manager on here? I changed the cover for this story and my avatar and it doesn't look like it changed for me at all.

So, I've told a few of you, but for the rest of you all, there will be a new chapter every Sunday from now on. Insomnia is scheduled for it's last chapter in early February.

Chapter Seventeen

Dipper could feel the gravitational pull in the shack. It had woken him from his slumber, and as he looked around, he could see that he and Mabel were floating! This was it! It meant that Mabel and Stan could no longer think of him as crazy as long as he woke them up!

"Mabel," Dipper called. "Mabel!" Just before his sister opened her eyes, the two crashed back down onto their beds.

"What?" Mabel asked, jumping out of bed. Unfortunately for Dipper, the loss of gravity was gone. It had only been a moment and Dipper wondered if he really was crazy. After all, he had been the only person to wake up from the wave of no gravity.

"Did you feel that?" Dipper asked. He would voice his concerns anyway.

"Feel what?" Mabel asked. "Did you take your sleeping stuff before bed?" She was honestly surprised that Dipper had gone to sleep, but figured he had taken one of his sleeping pills. If he had, though, he wouldn't be up.

"That's not the point," Dipper argued. "Did you feel the anti-gravity just now? We were floating!"

"Go back to sleep, Dipper," Mabel said, covering her eyes with her arm so she could get back to the dream she had been having about her newest crush.

Dipper sighed. There was no way Mabel would believe him unless gravity stopped again. He also wasn't prepared to fall back to sleep and be at the mercy of Bill.

Dipper stayed awake, searching the shack for the journal once again.

"Wake up, kids!" Stan exclaimed as he entered the twins' room. "We're going out to the diner."

"Why?" Dipper asked. He had already been awake, sitting in his bed. He grew tired of searching for the journal, so simply sat in bed and tried not to fall asleep. Mabel, on the other hand, was woken by their uncle and sat up in bed.

"You two treated me to breakfast yesterday, so I'm treating you today," Stan said. He honestly didn't want to risk having to eat glitter pancakes again."

"They were delicious and you know it," Mabel argued, though got out of bed and grabbed clothes anyway. She walked out of the room, leaving Stan and Dipper alone.

"So…" Stan trailed off. "You get any sleep last night?"

"Yeah," Dipper said, and it was true. He had actually slept until gravity began to fail and he had been woken up. He was sure Stan wouldn't believe him either. He would keep quiet about it for as long as he could around anyone with the authority to move him wherever they wanted.

He didn't want to go home.

When Stan took Mabel and Dipper to the diner, they were peacefully eating for a while. Of course, everyone knew everyone in town, and the Pines family had been the object of conversation lately. Dipper was sure it had to do with their abrupt departure from Gravity Falls and then their new arrival.

"Oh my stars, if it isn't Mabel Pines," a familiar voice spoke. Dipper and Mabel turned their heads, and knew who it was from the blonde hair before they even saw Gideon's face. He was older now, but only by a few years. He was twelve now, and still the same Gideon Gleeful. Dipper rolled his eyes and looked away.

"I thought you had left Gravity Falls for good," Gideon added, and Dipper was trying desperately to tune him out.

"Just for the summer," Mabel said. She was being nice.

Of course she's gonna be nice to this kid, Dipper thought.

"A little birdie told me you left because your good-for-nothing brother had gone insane," Gideon said. Dipper snapped his head toward him.

"I'm right here," Dipper said. He was ignored by Gideon, but Mabel placed a hand over Dipper's to reassure him that nothing bad would happen.

"My brother's not insane," Mabel said, and it made Dipper feel better to know his sister didn't think he was crazy.

"Well, I have to skedaddle," Gideon said. "But give me a call; I got a phone now." Gideon pulled out a business card – Yep, same old Gideon, Dipper thought – and handed it to Mabel before leaving the diner.

"Thanks, Mabel," Dipper thanked gratefully.

"For what?" Mabel asked.

"For saying I'm not insane," Dipper said. "I was starting to think it myself for a while, but you still believe in me."

"I'm just telling it like it is," Mabel responded. She removed her hand from the top of Dipper's and resumed eating her breakfast. Dipper smiled. Even if Mabel brushed it off, it still made him feel better to know that his twin still cared.

"So, Dipper…" Stan suddenly piped up. "I spoke with your parents."

"I knew this breakfast had to be because of something," Dipper said. "Why else would you bring us here if you didn't have to break bad news?"

"Look, it's nothing bad," Stan said. "I spoke with them and they agreed for you to stay here as long as you start seeing a psychiatrist close to here."

"Fine," Dipper said. It was still bad to him; he didn't want to see a psychiatrist. He knew Bill was real again. He just knew it.

"I did what I could to get you to stay; that's what you wanted, right?" Stan asked.

Of course that was what he wanted, but he didn't want to end up roped to a psychiatrist that could haul him off to a hospital any given moment. He needed to search for a way to get rid of Bill.

"Yeah, Grunkle Stan," Dipper said. "That's what I wanted."

Pdeho. Pdeho. Pdeho. Pdeho.