Second chapter! Thanks for following my first story and favorite it! Still no reviews though *sadface* I hope you guys are still eager to wait on how this story would progress. I will try to update it in my free time, but in the mean time lets get on with the story.

Mabel walked down the alley trying to exit it. Her eyes was still watery, she wiped it several times not to show suspicious to anyone. She need to know if she was still in Gravity Falls or somewhere near the town.

She needed to find out what year she had stumbled upon. She exited the alley saw a couple of shops still open for business. Slowly, Mabel started walking towards the shop across the street.

Nearing one convenience shop, she noticed a newspaper vending machine at the sideway.

Mabel approached the vending machine and what she saw horrified her.

"PHILADELPHIA INQUIRER"

Mabel started to hyperventilate. She could not breathe normally thinking that she was far away from Oregon, from Gravity Falls.

Teary eyes started to flow again and she found herself sitting and crying on the curb.

"Dipper, where are you?" she whispered to herself. "I'm scared Dipper, I need you. I'm sorry Dipper" Mabel buried her head into her arms.

She was alone and she helpless.

Struggling to walk in the snow towards the house he saw earlier, Dipper still worried about Mabel.

Where would she gone? She was supposed to be with me during the time jump. How can we be separated? If isn't for that stupid argument-

Then it hit Dipper, the guilt started to run down his entire body. It was his fault that they ended up in the past. It was him that started all that nonsense argument and ended up separated in this timeline.

"Oh no, Mabel. I'm so sorry" Dipper whispered to himself. His eyes began blurring, tears filled his eyes thinking where her sister gone.

Was she ended up was past the timeline he was on now? How could he save her? The questions began to flood his mind.

Dipper found himself nearing the house. His jaw dropped when he saw that it was not just a house; it was a shack, a Mystery Shack. The difference is there was no sign on the roof, only a bunch of antennas and radio dish. It looks like an ordinary shack in the woods.

"No way." Dipper murmured. He climbed the porch and approached the door. He held out his hand to knock it three times. There was no answer. Dipper knocked it several more times and finally he heard a voice coming from inside.

"Yeah, yeah, just a minutes!" a vaguely but familiar voice yelling at him to wait. Dipper heard the door being unlocked and slowly it was opened. "Can I help you?" the man asked Dipper. He saw the boy stuttering and his face was in utter shock.

"Hey, are you alright?" the man asked the boy. "Y-yo-you are St-Stanford Pines-"Dipper couldn't get any word out seeing the man.

It was Stanford Pines, his long lost twin Great-Uncle that Grunkle Stan just saved from the portal a few hours ago, but that few hours ago was in the future.

Dipper couldn't process what he saw in front of him and started to feel lightness in his head. The next thing he knew he was on the floor, blacked out.

"Hey, kid. You okay?" a gruff voice startled Mabel. She was still sobbing and crying on the curb she sat. She lift her head up and saw a very familiar face. Mabel's eyes widened.

The man knelt to her eye level, and Mabel saw the face clearly. He has a large nose, a dark mullet hair and his chin was full of stubble. Her hand started to tremble.

She knew who he was; it was her Grunkle Stan, a young Stanley Pines.

Without any words, Mabel hugged him and that shocked the man.

Stan gave her a reassuring pat at the back of the girl. He was still confused by the little girl's action. She must have lost or ran away from home. Stan pulled her from the hug and gently ask the little girl.

"Are you lost or something? Where's your family?"

"I-I- My brother-he-he's somewhere, but I-could not find him" Mabel tried to answer him even though she was still sobbing. She could not breathe right at all.

Mabel felt a sudden tingly trace on her palm, it was Stan's finger that was tracing a square.

"Listen to my voice kid, when I trace up I want you to breathe in, okay? Don't let it out until I trace down. Just keep that up. Up in; down, out. Come on, you can do this, kid"

Mabel nodded and started to follow his trace. Trace up; breathe in, trace down; breathe out.

A few minutes passed, she started to breathe slowly and finally breathe normally. "There you go, kid" Stan gave he a reassuring smile while holding a hand a little tighter.

He didn't even think why he would trouble himself by helping this unknown kid, but he felt that it was a right thing to do.

Suddenly Mabel wrapped her arms around him, she hugged Stan the second time, and he return the gesture. "Hey, its okay, everything's fine now" Stan reassured her. "I'm glad that I found you" Mabel mumbled into his shoulder.

Stan wasn't sure what that means, but he felt a sudden warmth in the hugged, and he felt that somehow, he had known this girl for a long time.

Still a very short chapter. I know, I know but I promise the next few chapter will be pretty long and there will be a few twists here and there.

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