Ivory stared at the spot where he was laying unconscious. He was human. What went wrong?! As everyone began to come back into their senses, Dipper began to panic. "No, no, no! This can't be happening!"

Mabel winced at the panic and harshness in her brother's voice while Ivory kept her eyes glued to the burnt pentagram and Bill. He was still here. Was he dead? He still looked alive but she wasn't willing to go up and test that for herself. What's going to happen when he wakes up?! Is he going to finish what everyone was so desperate to stop?! The idea was unsettling to say the least and cautiously, she began to creep forwards to him.

"Wait! Ivory! Don't, it's to dangerous!" Dipper exclaimed, coming and tugging her back.

You turned around to face him. "Well, what to you propose we do? He's still here… What do we do now?"

Suddenly and unexpectedly, Mabel bounced forward. "We could take him to see a doctor!"

Mabel, so kind, so generous, but unfortunately people like that are easy to take advantage of. Dipper looked at his sister incredulously, as if she had sprouted a second head. "Have you lost your mind?! Help him?! After what he did to us all?!"

"Well, we can't just leave him here!" She retorted.

Dipper nodded. "You're right, I'll do it!" He said and Ivory and Mabel both gave looks of confusion before he pulled a small hatchet out of his satchel.

Ivory's eyes widened as he aimed above the man's neck and went to swing. In a flash, she caught his wrist, a expression of disbelief in her eyes. "Dipper!"

He gave a look of guilt before it hardened. "He would've done the same to all of us, or probably worse, if we hadn't stopped him! He'll do it again, I know he will! I cant let him hurt anymore people we care about!"

She gave him an expression that showed nothing but pure pity. He'd been stuck in a situation where people he cared about were in jeopardy so many times, it's taken a toll on him. She sighed. "This isn't like you, Dipper. You're not the type who would ever hurt a fly. If you killed Bill, it would make you no better than he is."

There was a moment of silence before his expression morphed back to guilt and he lowered the hatchet, slipping it back into his satchel. He hung his head low, backing away. Mabel was watching the whole thing, debating whether to be horrified that her brother would ever suggest something as inhuman as to hurt someone who cant even defend themselves currently, or to feel ashamed about the fact that she wouldn't have stepped in to stop him herself. There was silence as Ivory stared at Bill Cipher.

Bill Cipher… That name alone caused her so much pain over the last few days. The only friend she managed to make was now dead. Marylyn had gotten caught up in the chaos of his powers. Unfortunately, like many, she did not come back. It wasn't all that surprising that Dipper was ready to execute him while they still had the chance.

Finally, Mabel stepped forward, despite her brother's protests. She knelt down, brushing a few strands of hair out of the, use to be, demon's eyes. For once, he didn't look like he was some crazed entity trying to take over the world. He looked human. It unnerved Ivory because she knew he was anything but human.

Mabel swallowed. "We… We could take him to the Mystery Shack to rest?" She suggested and Dipper, once again, gave her a look as if she was crazy.

"Oh yeah, let's take him to our home filled with artifacts that could potentially boost his powers, where he can rest and heal up! That sounds like a great idea!" He exclaimed, sarcasm dripping through each word.

His sister crossed her arms. "Well, do you have a better idea?!"

"Yeah, we find a way to get rid of him! If we start now, we can probably get him outside the town's borders before he wakes up." He suggested.

Ivory crossed her arms as well, a disapproving frown covering her features. "Oh, and what would you suggest we do then? Dump him in some ditch?"

"Uh, yeah." He said, brightening up at the idea. "That would actually be a great plan!"

She smacked her palm against her forehead. "No, we're not doing that."

"Please Dipper?" Mabel pleaded. "He needs medical attention…" She ran her fingers lightly on the side of his head, drawing back with her fingers now coated in crimson red.

Ivory examined closer and realized there was blood on the side of his head. He must've gotten hit by one of the flying pieces of debris when he was transforming within the pentagram. Normally that wouldn't be something that could hurt Bill Cipher but in his new human form, whose to say that he isn't subject to the many harmful things of the mortal world? He was clearly knocked out cold so it would be a long while before he actually came back into consciousness.

Dipper was giving an expression of clear reluctance to the idea of bringing him back with them. He was about to go back to his sister's previous idea of bringing him to a doctor but the hospital had been destroyed in the madness of Bill's powers. Again, a reason why they shouldn't even bother helping him! He saw the pleading look in Mabel's eyes. She was too kind for her own good. He looked to Ivory for help but she shrugged, unsure of what should be done in the situation.

Finally, he caved and nodded with a sigh of frustration. "Fine! But if he's going to go back with us, we need to make sure he can't try anything. Grunkle Stan has a pair of handcuffs in the storage closet."

Mabel wanted to protest, saying that it was mean and cruel to do such a thing to anybody, but she kept her mouth shut about the matter, knowing that she had already gotten her brother to do something he was more than fearful to do just by agreeing to bring him home. She would give in to certain precautions for him, though she doubted that if he had his full powers that a pair of handcuffs would do much in the way of stopping him.

Before going over to pick him up and help him, Mabel walked over and picked up his hat, setting it atop her head. Dipper crossed his arms with a look of disapproval and she shrugged innocently.

Ivory, Mabel, and Dipper worked together on turning him over before she hooked her arms underneath his and lifted him up. Mabel and Dipper worked on supporting the rest of him and they all began carrying him back. Dipper wasn't all too careful in carrying, as if he wanted to drop him. Ivory didn't blame him but with her being the one who was responsible for keeping the part of him that was injured from hitting the ground, she was kind enough to keep him from dropping.

Dipper scowled the whole way, Mabel was feeling uneasy though pushed with her desire to help, and Ivory wasn't too sure how to feel at that particular moment. Things were happening that she never thought would be happening. He was supposed to disappear into the realm of Oblivion. He was supposed to practically disappear from existence and now they were all helping him. It didn't make any sense to her but at the same time she didn't feel as cruel as to just leave him there, bleeding out from his head wound. Taking him for help was the right thing to do, as much as she hated doing it.

The dream demon was surprisingly light despite his new human form so Ivory, Mabel, and Dipper had little trouble making it back to the Mystery Shack… or whatever was left of it. Impressively, despite it's poor structure, the Mystery Shack stayed in better condition against the attack than most of the buildings in Gravity Falls. Normally, one would expect Stan to have been at the front door ready to yell his head off at everyone but he wasn't. The reason was because he was still labeled as missing, along with a large portion of Gravity Falls residents, no thanks to the living Dorito chip.

Carefully, Ivory opened the door… and it fell off it's hinges. Ivory, Dipper, and Mabel all sighed sadly at the sight before carrying Cipher inside. Carefully, he was set on the couch and Mabel took his hat off, setting it down on the counter table. Then, there was a long silence as everyone stared at the once demonic triangle guy, contemplating the choices made. This definitely wasn't how things were supposed to go.

Finally, Dipper broke the silence. "I'm going to go get the handcuffs from the storage closet, Mabel, you go get some of the first aid supplies. I think there's stuff in there we can use to stop the bleeding, and Ivory, you're the eldest and strongest out of us to why don't you stay here in case the… monster wakes up."

She looked over to Dipper who was staring hatefully at the man before nodding. Mabel left to get the supplies and Dipper left right behind her. To be truthful, she wasn't all that comfortable being left alone but it was the best bet. She was the eldest and stronger than the rest of them. Perhaps if he were to wake up, he would be in a haze from the head wound and she'd be able to hold him down till Dipper and Mabel got back? Yes, it would be the best bet.

Probably the most deceiving part of things right now was the fact that he didn't look dangerous in the slightest while he was asleep. It was actually a little… weird. Ivory pulled over a chair to sit in, plopped down, and crossed her arms. Was this really the right thing to do? Sure, it was the right thing to do according to humanity's morals, but was bringing him here really the right thing to do? Him being here, unconscious or not, was putting so many lives of the minimal survivors at risk. It was understandable that Dipper would be so reluctant to let him live, let alone bring him here.

With a frown, she examined his new human form. She wasn't quite able to express how grateful she was that his transformation came with cloths. One thing that was noted was the fact that, even though he wasn't the triangle person he used to be, he could still be easily recognized as Bill Cipher by anyone who looked closely enough. He still had yellow making up most of his cloths, a yellowish blond making up his fluffy hair, then the long sleeves on his coat and pants which were black and had been black before. He also still had his bow tie from before. He had two eyes like a normal person but one of them was covered by a strange black triangle patch of sorts. Then there was his adorable black top hat which was sitting on the counter table next to the couch.

Immediately, with an expression of irritation of herself, she shook the thought away. There was nothing about Bill Cipher that was good or adorable, not even his cloths. She felt angry that the thought even crossed her mind in that way. Despite helping him, he's earned no place on her good side nor ever will.

Ivory's eyes felt heavy due to the exhaustion of the past few days but she dared not let them close. So much had happened, it was wearing her down. Mabel walked back in with a gauze, rubbing alcohol, and the fabric that doctors often used to wrap head wounds. She waited to apply any of it and you knew why. She was afraid. She was waiting for her brother to come back with the handcuffs. As much as she didn't like the idea of doing such things to people, she felt insecure.

She lifted up the rubbing alcohol, examining it. "This is probably going to end very badly."

"Well, considering that stuff stings like crazy, yeah…" Ivory mused, slightly horrified by the new idea of what would happen if he woke up that way.

Dipper walked back in with the handcuffs, cuffing one wrist to the metal post of the couch. Thankfully the old thing had sturdy metal framework. He crossed his arms, still displeased with the whole idea. Mabel gave a look of worry but it was overcome by her determination and desire to help. She soaked the gauze in the rubbing alcohol, squeezing the exes liquid out. The smell of rubbing alcohol filled the air and Ivory waved it away, coughing slightly.

Mabel brought it up to the side of his head, hesitating for a good long moment. This was bound to go terribly. Ivory closed her eyes, not wanting to watch. She'd had experience with rubbing alcohol on wounds. When she was younger, she used to fall off her bike all the time. This wasn't the same though. This wasn't a small wound, it was a very large wound on his head… and it was going to hurt like hell. She wasn't sure he would know what physical pain actually felt like since he'd spent his entire life as a triangle but he wasn't in that form anymore. He was human and assuming that his new body somewhat functions like any normal human body would, he's gonna feel the sting of the alcohol. That's probably going to be a very harsh and rude awakening for someone who was almost sent to Oblivion. Even more, how is he going to react to waking up inside his enemy's home?!

Though Ivory couldn't see since she was deliberately looking away, she assumed Mabel had finally made contact with the wound because there was a sudden shrill screech that echoed throughout the room…