This one would have been posted sooner but it required so much tightening I had to re-write it basically five different times. I'm not completely happy with it but I still like it all the same, what do you guys think? Start the fic.

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Things had gone quickly south as soon as Dipper and Pacifica had left Jack. The heavy snow fall had turned in to a full fledged blizzard, they trudged on through the snow following the compass though. However, the distance they needed to travel was greater than they anticipated and now the only thing they could see around them was a white flurry of wind.

"PACIFICA, IT'S NO GOOD!" Dipper shouted over the wind. "WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF THIS STORM!"

Dipper looked to his compass one last time and swore as both needles spun around inside the compass. 'Jack must be at half strength right now!'

"WELL WHAT DO WE DO?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHICH WAY THE RV IS ANYMORE?!" Pacifica shouted back.

"TURN ON YOUR GOGGLES! IT'S OUR ONLY CHANCE!"

With goggles on, they flipped their switches and the green vision filled their views. Dipper pulled on the diode for both their goggles and their vision turned from green to red. Pacifica would guess that it was some weird type of a different thermal vision because now she could see every tree and snow covered hill.

Dipper grabbed her by the hand and started to head closer to the actual mountain. "COME ON! WE NEED TO FIND A CAVE OR SOMETHING FAST! NO MATTER WHAT, DON'T LET GO OF MY HAND! WE CAN'T AFFORD TO BE SEPARATED!"

Jack Frost sat in the driver's seat of the RV completely bored. The blizzard had knocked out whatever television reception Dipper had for his little antennae TV so finding something to occupy himself with was proving to be a challenge. He tried to turn on the radio but since Dipper took the keys with him so that was out, probably wouldn't have worked with the blizzard anyways.

He groaned at a volume where if anybody was actually near by they would probably have said something angry to him. "Humans are so BORING! What do they even DO for fun?!"

Jack started to bang his head against the steering wheel repeatedly until he accidentally found the horn.

*HONK!*

Sitting back in the chair he gave the steering wheel a couple more test pokes.

*HONK!**HONK!*

"Oh thank God! For a minute there I was afraid I was actually going to have to do something productive! I finally found this place's best toy!"

*HONK!**HONK!**HOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!*

A small paper card fell from the overhead visor and landed on Jack's head.

"Huh? Oh! Let's see here. 'Dear Jack, the horn is not a toy. Do not continue to play with it or you will be introduced to a mild shock designed to neutralize you! Your friend, Dipper.' Hmm... I see."

Jack flung the card behind him carelessly. "You're not the boss of me Paper Card Dipper!"

*HONK!**HONK!**ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP!*

Smoke rose from Jack's semi-conscious body as he laid on the floor next to the driver's seat.

"Wow... that really hurt! So this is pain huh? ... I'm not a fan! I hope Dipper and his blonde bombshell have gotten closer to getting my powers back!"

Sadly Dipper and Pacifica had not only not gotten any closer to solving the case as the blizzard had pinned them down. They were currently using a large pine tree of all things for shelter. Now normally, a pine tree couldn't offer much sanctuary from a blizzard, but Dipper had put his knowledge he gained from his travels to good use and managed to weave the branches around them in to a type of dome, then he used the heating packets to create a warm atmosphere. And viola! A pine tree igloo sanctuary!

Pacifica gave one of the pine needles an experimental flick. "Wow Dipper! I can't believe this is actually working!"

"A smaller pine tree would have worked better. This one is so big I had to use almost all the heating packets. We've got only one left!"

She gave him a serious look. He was being quiet, he was only quiet when there was some bad news he didn't want to share with her. "This isn't going to last is it?"

"No. The storm is too strong. We need to find a cave or something. We'd be lucky if this thing lasted longer than half an hour."

"What's the compass say?"

Dipper inspected the compass and found it's larger arrow to be the only one spinning in a circle. "It says diddly squat! Maybe if I fiddle with it we can figure something out!" From one of his many pockets Dipper pulled out a strange looking screwdriver and started to work on it while pacing.

"What are you doing?" Pacifica asked.

"When it comes to repairing devices I work two ways. One where I sit down in front of a desk and do it, but since I can't do that I need to do it the other way where I need to keep moving. Pace."

Pacifica had thought about asking Dipper to teach her on how exactly the piece of tech worked but the truth of the matter was she didn't have any interest in it. Outside of what it did that is. When it came to tools like the compass and her umbrella she didn't really care how it worked, just what it did and what she should be wary of when using it. She doubted could understand any of the tech speak anyways.

She leaned back against the tree and stared up at the inner branches in a bored manner. She rubbed her face from where one of the goggle straps had been pressing in to her skin, those things were too tight on her; she was happy for the opportunity to take them off. Normally they had found some type of clue by now, but this time around they had nothing to go on but Jack Frost's vagueness. Where were they supposed to go from here? And more importantly, how were they supposed to know which way to go?

A sudden crunching of the snow alerted her that there was somebody outside. She tensed up and tried to feel out where their uninvited guess was but it was no good, she saw nothing but pine branches and snow. She looked to Dipper for answers but he was too busy pacing and working on the compass to notice anything outside of his own little world.

"Dipper!" Pacifica whispered loudly.

It was no good; Dipper had completely blocked out the outside world and thrown himself in to his work entirely. As quietly as she could she tip toed her way to Dipper only for him to end up pacing away from her. She had a half a mind to pick up a pine comb and chuck it at his stupid head. As she glared at him, a silhouette formed on the branches behind Dipper; their guest was here. Instead of just a blobby shadow, the shadow actually had the outlining of the creature behind the branches. It was tall and lanky, or at least that's what the shadow would have you believe, had a pointed head and it's arms were like elongated triangles. As it raised it's arm in to the air to strike down the unaware detective, Pacifica found herself frozen in place.

She tried to think about what she should do next. She should shout at Dipper to look out? Should she tackle him down before the figure could strike?! Probably anything would be better than just standing like a deer caught in the headlights like she was doing right now!

She struggled to find her voice but no words came out of mouth, as if a vacuum had opened up and drained away all the sound in the world. This thing was going to kill Dipper! She had to act but could feel herself frozen in fear.

Before she even knew what was happening, the words "GET DOWN!" erupted out of her mouth and she flung herself at Dipper tackling him to the ground. A giant white arm cut it's way through the wall of branches creating a giant tare, but thanks to Pacifica's quick actions neither her or Dipper were hurt. She felt a breezy draft in the back of her coat but at least she wasn't hurt. Pacifica quickly felt her courage returning quickly and decided to get off her senior officer and ignore their blushing faces.

Instead of continuing it's attack, the strange creature turned around and ran out in to the blizzard. Pacifica grabbed her umbrella off the ground and got herself to her feet. "Come on! It's going to get away!" With a quick dash she ran through the whole the creature had made. She couldn't let it get away, she had to catch it, she simply had to.

Dipper stared at her retreating form in shock as she ran out of the tree pursuing their attacker. The sight of the hole in her jacket was one of the most terrifying images Dipper would ever remember. He made one last desperate grab for her from the ground but it was useless.

"PACIFICA NO! DON'T RUN OUT IN TO THE STORM!"

It was too late. Pacifica had already chased their attacker so far in to the storm she couldn't hear him over the noise of it. Dipper swore, grabbed his goggles and chased after her in to the storm. He thought it was the stupidest thing he ever did but he had no choice!

Turning his goggles on he could see through the storm. He looked frantically for her all around but saw nothing but snow hills.

"PACIFICA!" Dipper cried out in desperation. It was no use, he couldn't even hear himself over the sound of the storm so there was no way Pacifica could hear him.

Out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw some movement. He quickly turned and adjusted the dial to zoom in on the location and saw Pacifica in the distance. She was looking in every direction searching for their assailant but their attacker was nowhere to be found. Dipper let out a breath of relief seeing her alright, but as soon as he took a couple of steps towards her a giant ice spike jutted out of the ground cutting her jacket sending her flying backwards. "PACIFICA!"

Dipper ran as fast as he could but the snow wasn't making it easy, his legs got heavier with every step. He was up to his knees in snow but he still managed to get to her. There didn't seem to be any blood on her outside of a couple of cuts here and there, but her jacket had a giant gash in it leaving her completely exposed. She was getting cold fast and he wasn't going to be doing much better if they didn't get to shelter fast. Her shivering only reminded him of the severity of the situation, he held her closely wrapping his arms around her in an attempt to warm her.

"D-D-D-Dipper..."

"You idiot!" Dipper scolded. "What were you thinking?!"

"I t-th-thought I could catch... before... the storm!"

Whatever anger he felt melted away as she tried to explain herself. He held her tighter, there was only one thing left to do.

"Shhh! It's okay, you need to save your energy! We'll both be dead in this storm if we don't do something though. We don't have time to find a cave by ourselves but I do have one last trick up my sleeve!"

He pulled out a flare gun and aimed it high in to the sky. "This is another one of MY inventions! It's just a emergency flare but it burns so bright it should spotted in any type of weather! This is our one last hope!"

Pulling the trigger, Pacifica saw what looked like a mini-sun rocket out of the gun and in to the sky.

Sitting on the floor of the RV, Jack Frost was killing time by bouncing a snowball off the wall as if it were a baseball. With the RV door hanging open, a layer of snow sat on the floor inside; Jack used this as a cushion to lean back on as he played his game.

It was around his third catch that he saw Dipper's flare in the sky through the window. Jack jumped to his feet and struck a dramatic pose. "Dipper must be in some real deep shit if he's asking me for help! This looks like a job for..."

Jack dashed in the bathroom, tied a towel around his neck, and dashed back out only to stand impressively and his fists on his hips. "SUPER JACK!"

Flying out of the RV, Jack rose higher and higher in to the air completely unaware he was about to lose another power. "Here I come to save the daaaaaaaaaa-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Jack pulled himself out of him-shaped crater in the snow, his head swaying to and fro.

"No flying powers? That's cool. I'm cool! Jacky's gonna need to sit down for a moment though."

Jack sat on the snow resting his forehead in his hand as he did his best to come up with a solution. He needed to get to Dipper fast and flying was out of the question. He looked to his other hand and made some snowflakes swirl around his palm. An idea started to form as he stared in to those swirling snowflakes.

Before you could say 'Disney' Jack had created a one seated bobsled made completely out of ice. He climbed in with an almost evil grin on his face "Let's see Hollywood make a Jack Frost which can do this!"

With a wave of his hand, an ice route for the bobsled stretched out over the horizon where Dipper had fired the flare. With a quick push he was off, keeping his hand out in front to blast a pathway for all the necessary turns and slopes the bobsled may need.

Back with Dipper and Pacifica...

He had used the last of his heating packs in an attempt to warm her, sadly it was short lived. As was everything else, he had used his entire inventory to fight off the cold only for the blizzard to turn them all useless. He had brought other things such as hand warmers and the like but it was as useful as a candle in the wind. She was getting colder faster than Dipper could keep her warm, he was losing her fast! Everything he came up to keep her warm the blizzard had found a way to beat, almost as if it was sentient. That was when it hit him, this wasn't any ordinary blizzard, this was a deliberate attack against them. Their perp knew they were getting close and decided to do something about it. He kicked himself for not seeing it sooner! The ice spike alone was solid evidence to support this. Curiously, the only ice spike which had attacked them so far was the one that got Pacifica. Dipper had a lot of questions now and no time to worry about them.

"D-D-Dipper... I c-c-c-can't feel my f-f-f-fingers!"

Dipper bottled away the rage he was feeling and quickly grabbed her blue fingers with both hands and started to breathe on them. "There! Is that any better?"

"Dipper, I... you..."

Dipper could see her eyelids were starting to get heavier, it must be a fight just to keep them open.

"Hey! Come on! Don't fall asleep on me! Stay with me!"

She looked at the snow starting to pile up on Dipper and felt her heart break. He was shivering just as much as her but was doing his best to ignore that, focusing all his attention on her. 'If he was as smart as he thinks he is he would just leave me and save himself... but he would never do that would he? He'd rather die here in the snow with me than abandon me. Always so noble... if this is really it, than he deserves to know how much I appreciate him...'

"D-D-Dipper," she whimpered. "Thanks for e-e-everything! You made my l-l-life an exciting... adventure... m-m-made me a b-better person... I l-l... thank you."

"Come on, don't talk like that. Pacifica? Pacifica?! PACIFICA JUST HANG ON A LITTLE LONGER! WE'LL PULL THROUGH THIS TOGETHER LIKE WE ALWAYS DO, JUST STAY AWAKE! YOU HEAR ME?! DON'T YOU DARE CLOSE THOSE BEAUTIFUL EYES!"

Pacifica gave Dipper a sad smile before letting her mind drift off to happier times.

"PAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCIIIIIIIFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Flashback

All of Gravity Falls had come to Pines Family Farewell Birthday Party. Grunkle Stan had just handed over business rights to the Mystery Shack to Soos and the party itself was starting to die down, guests started to leave one by one. This was the moment Pacifica Northwest had been waiting for, with a smaller crowd she could say what she needed to without drawing too much attention to herself. Dipper was alone at the moment, admiring his new Ghost Harassers box set over at the punch bowl. She took a deep breath, a swig of punch, and ventured on out to complete her task.

"Oh Dipper... I was hoping I could speak with you for a moment."

Dipper scratched the back of his head as he gave her his full attention. "Uh sure, but you forgot to call me a loser, or lame, or something else that's insulting. Are you feeling alright?"

"Just trying to work up my courage."

"Courage to what?"

Pacifica jumped at Mabel's voice as the girl came from behind to stand by her brother. She had been hoping to do this to both of them separately but perhaps it was better this way. Saying what she needed to them both at the same time would save her the effort of avoiding the townspeople from watching. She was seriously outside her comfort zone with this.

"I don't know. She's acting weird right now." Dipper explained.

"I am NOT acting weird, you nerd! I am TRYING to apologize!"

"Apologize? For what?" Mabel asked.

"For... EVERYTHING, okay?! You're not making this easy for me you know; but I'm sorry, especially for how I treated you two recently with the attack on Bill."

Dipper and Mabel exchanged confused looks.

"You didn't seem that out of the ordinary to me." Dipper stated.

"Yeah, seemed like ordinary Pacifica behavior to me." added Mabel.

"That's the problem!" Pacifica snapped.

The confusion only grew for the twins but they let Pacifica take a moment to calm herself down.

"Pacifica, you're not making any sense. What's this all about?" asked Dipper.

Pacifica fixed her hair and regained her composure.

"Mayor Tyler was right when he said you two have helped everybody here, but you two did more than just help me. Since I met you two I've been hurled out of my comfort zone and forced to look at myself in a new light." She focused her attention on Dipper. "Hard! I didn't like what I saw so I pretended it didn't exist, but ever since the party at the mansion I realized I had to change, become a better person. The only way to fix my family name was to be the change it needed."

"'Fix your family name'?" echoed Dipper.

"What are you talking about?" queried Mabel.

"Oh right..." Pacifica paused for a moment as her memory got jogged. "You guys were wood when I said that."

Dipper and Mabel stared at Pacifica with wide eyes and rigid bodies.

"Are you lost too, Bro-Bro?"

"Yep."

"Good. For a moment I was worried it might have just been me."

Shaking her head, Pacifica groaned in frustration. "You two just can't make this easy for me, can you?"

Mabel poured her a cup of punch which Pacifica accepted with a friendly smirk. "Thanks."

"Maybe we'll understand a little better if you explain exactly what happened when we were wood. We knew you let the townsfolk in but you make it sound like there was more to it than just that."

"I wanted to pull the switch right away but my father popped up out of the floor and tried to talk me out of saving everyone, wanted me to go with him, my mother, and the butler to a secret bunker to wait everything out. (He said that we'd eat the butler.) He even brought out the bell to try and force me to stop, and that was when I couldn't take it anymore. I let everyone in and vowed on that day to bring honor to the name Northwest, but I guess I haven't been doing such a good job of that as of late."

Shame was a strange emotion to a Northwest but Pacifica felt like she truly deserved it; she was supposed to be better but when shit hit the fan she just fell back to her old ways. She was starting to doubt she even could change, she felt stuck; maybe changing the Northwest name was just a pipe dream.

"That's not true."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, that's totally not true." Mabel added.

"You still pulled the switch, you didn't bail on us when we were going up against Bill, and to top it all off you're apologizing to us right now." Dipper listed off her feats before smiling at her. "You're doing just fine Pacifica."

"Yeah, it's okay if you stumble a little on the way. Rome wasn't built in a day you know?"

"Wow you two, I... I don't know what to say." blushed Pacifica.

"Although, in the end it doesn't really matter." Dipper speculated. "In the end you still have to live your life for you. Good person or not, you have to do what makes you happy. Be true to yourself and all that jazz. Although, from what you've showed me..." His smile got a little bigger. "The real you isn't that bad."

Pacifica blushed lightly but for reasons as to why she honestly couldn't say. Or rather, reasons she refused to acknowledge and would just pretend don't exist.

"Yeah, the real you underneath all that meanness is actually pretty fun." Mabel complimented. She held up her new pink putter to emphasize her point.

"Who knows, maybe you'll bring honor to the name Northwest after all and turn the whole family around. Make something out of the family name that the world can be proud of, that day come then I think we'd both be honored to hang out with you sometime."

Pacifica stared at Dipper as if she was seeing him for the first time.

"Kids!" Grunkle Stan called. "Time to hop in the car for the bus station! Let's go!"

Dipper adjusted his vest and cleared his throat. "Uh well that's us. We gotta go now. For what it's worth, I think you can do it. Make yourself a better person by making the Northwest name mean something good. I'll be rooting for you. Who knows? Maybe one day we'll let you in to our little inner circle."

Dipper walked to the car while Pacifica silently watched him. It was only when the car started moving away that she snapped back to her senses. Looking through the rear window, Dipper was greeted with a very unusual sight. Pacifica Northwest, the pampered rich girl, was chasing after the car.

"I will!" she called after them. "I'll become the best person I can be! You'll see! And then..." Pacifica stumbled a little in the road but she was able to successfully catch herself. "And then you two will see Pacifica Northwest is the best person to have as a friend! You'll be proud to call me friend!"

As the car drove off out of sight, Pacifica gave it a weak wave goodbye as she finally stood still. "Bye..."

She quickly shook her head to get a grip on herself. If her parents, or rather anyone she knew personally saw the way she was behaving they'd think she was crazy. "Snap out of it girl! You'll see them next summer. You'll see..."

End Flashback

Pacifica was warm. This was the first thing she noticed as she started to drift back in to consciousness. If she warm than that meant that she was alive. Probably a good thing since last time she checked she was most likely about to die in Dipper's arms. The stirring of the body next to her made her notice several other important things. First and most importantly, she was naked.

Next, whoever this other body was, she was spooning him. Yes it was a 'him' because she could feel this body was naked as well.

Finally, she could hear the crackle of a nearby fire. This meant she was no longer outside but inside of a place dry enough to support a fire yet closed off enough to keep the circulation of warmth and the fire dry.

Feeling daring, she opened her eyes and saw a brown tuft of hair in front of her.

This was Dipper. No doubt.

She scrambled away from him and got to her feet. She looked around her surroundings to find herself in a cave of some kind. It wasn't very big, there was just enough room for Dipper, Pacifica, the fire, and a make shift rack for their wet clothes in the back made out of sticks. The entrance to this cave was easy enough to spot, a short curvy path lead the way in so that it ensured any heat wouldn't be effected by the blizzard, it wasn't that far away and Pacifica could see the blizzard was starting to die down.

She looked back at Dipper. The man probably saved her life. However, Pacifica Northwest was fine now and naked though she may be, she no longer needed his body heat to keep warm. No. She was a woman of the modern day and age, she had womanly pride! It was warmer with Dipper's body but she cared not; she would not allow herself to go crawling back to the degrading yet life saving warmth that was Dipper's body. She had a fire and could keep herself warm right now, even if it did appear her clothes were still wet.

She sat down in front of the fire across from Dipper, hugging her knees. It offered her heat, just not all over like holding Dipper's body had offered. She watched the fire for a little bit until some grunting and moaning caught her attention. Dipper was tossing and turning in his sleep, the man was no longer comfortable where he slept. She blushed furiously as she realized that he missed her body heat.

"Stupid Dipper..." she grumbled.

She needed to get her mind off of him, she got up and headed to the entrance to inspect the storm. One step away from the warmth of the fire alerted her to how cold it was outside, she instantly started rubbing her arms for warmth. And another step told her it was only going to get colder the further she went, so instead she leaned her head to the side and saw the blizzard was more or less the same since when she woke up.

'I'm okay with this.' thought Pacifica. 'So what if cuddling with Dipper was the best way to stay warm? So what if I'm naked and freezing? I still have my womanly pride and... and... OH FORGET IT!"

"Screw womanly pride, I want warmth! Move over Dipper, I'm coming back in!"

Omake

Pacifica stared at a little written message from Jack Frost which was written on the wall. She could feel her left eye twitching as she reached the end of the message. It read: "Dear Dipper, have fun trying NOT to get a boner while rubbing and cuddling that hot naked body of her's to keep her alive. Have fun staying warm. Love, your buddy, Jack Frost."

Pacifica scowled at the writing. "That dick.

That's all for now. I wasn't lying when I said this was going to be a major turning point in their relationship. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, a lot of work went in to it. Review please.