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Mabel's POV

I scream in terror as a portal opens and demons stream out. They are racing towards William and I, fierce and frightening.

"Oh crap," William groans. "Shit!"

"What is it?" I ask.

"Those guys don't like me much, and while I'm the most powerful dream demon, they have me outnumbered," he explains quickly. "They'll hurt you, too, if they get their hands on you. We have to turn back."

"What about the Cipher Wheel?" I ask, terrified.

"I'm dead either way," he snaps. "Only difference is that one group will hesitate to hurt you, while the other will take pleasure in your dismemberment."

"We have to find another option!"

"Do you see another option?"

I wake up, the dream very clear in my mind. William Sloan. All the dreams suddenly click together in my mind. Strange, isn't it, that I would dream of William Sloan before I new that name? Unless…

"Dipper, is there anything in your journal about prophetic dreams?" I ask.

Dipper looks alarmed. "Well, yeah, hang on…" he mutters as he flips through the pages. "Um, 'Prophets are people who can see the future, either through gemstones or their dreams. I believe that those prophets with dreams of the future are the chosen mates of dream demons, who have taken on the affections of the demon, along with a bit of their power.' Does that help?"

Oh shit. "Um, sort of. Yeah. Thanks Dipper," I manage. Could my dreams come true? That would be… bad, to say the least. I'll have to ask William about it later.

"Speaking of dream demons, I've been meaning to talk to you about William," Dipper says, cautiously.

I freeze. "What does he have to do with dream demons?" I ask, playing dumb.

"The book says that demons all have human forms. Remember what you said he looked like, first time you saw him? Who does that remind you of?" Dipper presses.

"No one! I think you're nuts!" I shout, angrily. "If you're insinuating that William is a demon, then you must have lost it. He has been nothing but nice to you!"

"He's Bill Cipher, Mabel," Dipper says, sounding frustrated. "Remember Norman? Gabe? David? Kyle? Face it, I have been right every single time something was up with one of your boyfriends."

"You're wrong! You think I'm an idiot, and that I don't think anything through? Well, I love William, and this; this is more than a crush! This is the guy who could kidnap me, try to kill me, mess with my head time and time again, and I would love him anyway, and if that's stupid, then I don't want to be smart!"

Grunkle Stan comes up to our room. "What's with the screaming? You just let a bunch of tourists know all about your boyfriend!"

"Dipper is under the impression that my boyfriend is bad news," I say. "Which, by the way, is totally untrue."

"I'm pretty sure that he's Bill Cipher, actually," Dipper retaliates.

"So what? Let's pretend your little theory turned out to be true, why the hell would it matter? I love William, and he could-"

"I know, I know, I heard you the first time," Dipper waves me off.

"Bill Cipher?" Grunkle Stan finally asks. "Dipper, if this guy is really Bill, then we need to get rid of him, and fast."

"Ugh," I groan, pretending to be annoyed. In reality, I'm terrified. "Can you at least wait until after our date tonight? He said he has a surprise for me."

"No!" Dipper and Stan shout in unison.

Huh. Guess I'm sneaking out.

Bill's POV

She shows up at the movie theater looking completely terrified.

"I snuck out," she whispers. "William, they know who you are, Dipper figured it out, and Dipper's almost got that page decoded, and oh god, William, I'm so scared!"

"It's okay," I sooth her. "I can take them. I've done it a million times. I swear not to hurt them too badly."

"You don't get it!" she screams at me. "I've been having dreams, and they're going to k-k-k-"

I hold up a hand. "Slow down, Shooting Star. What dreams? Who's going to kill me? I'm all-powerful, remember?"

"Not quite," she says, now whispering again. "The other dream demons will outnumber you, and the Cipher Wheel will be after us, and I'm so scared…"

She's beginning to make sense. "You've been having nightmares."

"No! No! You never listen to me! Why can't you get this through your head? You are in danger!" And, we're back to the screaming. Is she on the rag or something? How the hell do I calm her down?

"Mabel, let's skip the movie. There's somewhere I want to take you."

I really hope this works…

Mabel's POV

He's cocky, he's outraging, and he thinks he can get away with anything, he's condescending, and he never listens.

Too bad he's also super-smart, handsome, treats me well, is a great kisser, and is the man I love.

"Where are we going?" I ask. He grins at me.

"Somewhere you're not likely to forget," is all he tells me.

Add mysterious to the list… but I'm not sure which one. List, that is. Which list. Ugh, I can't think straight.

He leads me through the woods, and just as I'm starting to wonder why we left the movies, we're here.

"Wow," I whisper.

This is a part of the woods that I've never been to before. The trees are less thick, and flowers line the sparkling walkway. The sky is turquoise, and there's a lake with a family of ducks. Everything is vivid, and bright, and beautiful.

"Welcome to the demon woods," William says, a grin on his face as he watches me. "Very few humans have ever seen this place, because you need a demon escort, and not very many demons are friendly with humans."

I can't believe he took me here.

"Thank you," I say. "I mean it."

"I love this place, and I figured you would, too," he says, smiling. "It's maybe the only place I could ever really feel anything as a demon."

"I do," I say. "Love this place, I mean. But why would you trust me enough to take me here?"

"I love you," he says, simply. No flourish, no grandiose, no fireworks.

It's perfect.

"I love you, too," I say.

He kisses me softly, and we are at peace in a forest of flowers.