"As you probably know, then your parents fell in love with each other in high school. They had barely graduated, before they realized that your mother was pregnant. My ma... erh... your great grandmother, was all pro-life, you know, and would never forgive Patricia, if she didn't keep the baby," Stan explained. He had no idea what else to do, so he had decided to tell the story, to try to make up for it.

But Dipper didn't respond. The boy hadn't spoken a single word, since Mabel had run away from them. They had tried to follow her, but that damn hamster ball, had somehow made her twice as fast, and now she was gone!

"So both your parents gave up on college to raise the kid together. I only saw him something like two or three times, but every time, your parents were so happy. Even though it wasn't easy, they managed to form a perfectly, happy little family. Well... that was until, um, the accident... I never really got to understand how it happened, but it was something about, that your dad and Jeremy were going to the park, and Jeremy was running around, near a small river..." Stan explained. He just wished that the kid would say something, or at least look at him. "Your parents were devastated for years and they refused to accept any kind of help. It seemed like all they wanted to do was sitting there in a small bubble of sadness, doing what ever they thought could ease the pain and just, make them forget. The whole family feared that they would never be able to move on. But then they found out that your mother was pregnant again. With you guys!"

Dipper still didn't respond. He just kept walking in front of Stan, with large and quick steps. His fists were clenched, telling Stan that he probably shouldn't have mentioned forgetting and pain easing... Dipper could easily figure out what he was talking about.

"Well, after you were born, both of your parents seemed to lighten up. They would get out more, and just seemed to go back to the people they used to be... But they never talked about Jeremy…" Stan continued, not mentioning, that Shermie had told him, that they had gotten rid of all the stuff they had bought for Jeremy, after they found out that they were pregnant, and bought all new stuff for the twins. "We feared that they would slip back into their depressions, if they were reminded, so your grandpa and me, agreed that we simply wouldn't mention him, unless your parents did. And they never did, so neither did we. We thought that it would be for the best…"

Dipper stopped abruptly, almost causing Stan to walk into him, but he managed to stop, before Dipper turned around, with eyes blazing with anger. "Oh yeah! And look what that great idea led to!" He spun around again, and walked as fast as he could, towards Soos and Wendy, who were walking further ahead.

"Kid…" Stan said and reached for him, but a hand was put on his shoulder, preventing him for following his nephew. Stan looked up and into his twin-brothers eyes.

"Just leave him be. He needs time to process this," Ford said quietly.

Stan tried to figure out what Ford was thinking, but he couldn't read his face. "What? Aren't you gonna make some kind of smart-ass comment about how I once again screwed up?"

Ford sighted. He knew that his brother for years had felt like a failure. Ever since they were kids, he knew that Stan had felt like that. He had been better at hiding it back then, though. Whenever he had gotten a bad grate or detention, he had always tried to hide it underneath his laughter and hard words about how dumb school and rules were, but Ford had always been able to see it in his eyes. "Stanley, you can't blame the kids for being angry. They had a brother who died and no one told them about, and never have had the chance to grieve for. Our reactions would probably have been similar, if we had been in their places," Ford said.

"I should've told them!" Stan said looking away from his brother. He remembered how badly it turned out last time he had kept something form the kids. He remembered how they had reacted: Dipper had been furious, Mabel had been confused not wanting to believe that all she saw was true... Just like now. If he had just told them, they would only have half of the trouble they had now.

"No, Stanley," Ford said. "I know how much you care about the kids, but it simply wasn't your place to tell them. If anyone should have told them, it was Brian and Patricia."

"Hmm..." Stan grunted. Deep down he knew that Ford was right. Like he always was... "And how about you, huh? Ain't you pissed too?"

"Well, I'll have to admit that I'm not exactly thrilled that you kept this information about the family from me... But this simply isn't about me. It's about Dipper and Mabel, who'll have to find a way to deal with this, after we have defeated Bill once and for all." Stan sighted. They wouldn't be able to defeat the one-eyed demon, before they found Mabel and McGucket. Stan prayed silently that they would be all right.

o*o*o*

FJ was the first of them to wake up only to realize that he seemed to be falling. The realization caused him to panic and scream on the top of his lungs, fearing for the ground he would be hitting, in a few seconds, that without doubt would kill him! But after screaming in what seemed like forever, and his throat started to become soar, he stopped. He still couldn't see the bottom of the hole and something told him, that he wouldn't see it any time soon... He began to look around. Everything seemed dark around him. What part of the mind could this be?

His first intuition was the ID... Could this be where Stan had been before they freed him from the portal? But in that case, why were they falling? It didn't make any sense. Of course it would almost be too obvious that Bill would place them here, since they had already been here earlier and the others probably wouldn't be looking for them here. Heck the others didn't even know that Bill had taken them... Them...

"Grandpa!" FJ gasped. He once again started to panic, as he looked around. Where was he? What if Bill had killed him?! "Grandpa?!" He started feeling like a little kid, who had gotten lost in the grocery store, and couldn't find his parents as the panic spread inside his body. "Grandpa!" This couldn't be happening. This could simply not be happening! He had finally got to meet his grandfather, after all these years. He had finally got a real relationship with the man he was named after and hand looked up his entire life.

The tears started to fill his eyes. What was he gonna do? And what about the others? What would happen to them, if his grandfather was gone? They couldn't complete the Cipher-Wheel without him... Maybe... Maybe FJ could do it? Maybe the Wheel was powered by genetics? If that was so, FJ should be able to do it. No it was a stupid idea... FJ knew that their almost identical looks wouldn't be enough. FJ wasn't nearly as brave or smart as his grandfather. He would never be able to live up to whatever kinds of standards the Wheel would have set for his grandfather.

"Huh? Mhrr..."

FJ suddenly heard a sound above his head. He looked up felt a stone fall from his heart. His grandfather was only a few feet above him. "Grandpa!" FJ almost screamed from pure relief. Bill hadn't killed him. He was actually alive! "Grandpa wake up!" He reached up and grabbed the older mans shoulders. "Grandpa!"

"Wha... What's happening...?" McGucket blinked several times and looked down at his grandson. "FJ, what are you doing down there, boy?"

"I..." FJ began, but he had no idea what to answer. "Listen, I'm not sure where we are, but it seems like Bill have trapped us in some kind of bottomless hole..."

McGucket looked around. "I know this place. This is the Bottomless Pit!"

"Bottomless Pit?" FJ repeated. "Yeah. I fell down here a couple of years ago, and just kept falling and falling and falling. But then it suddenly spit me up again, like I tasted bad."

"Right..." FJ mumbled. So this wasn't a part of Stan's mind, it was one of his memories! "We have to get out of here. Maybe if we just try to imagine that we go back up?"

"Well it's worth a shot!" McGucket answered. Both of them looked up, towards the small spot of light above them, focusing on it. Imagining that gravity would be reversed and the hole would become bigger, that they would get closer to the opening. But no matter how hard they tried, they just kept falling. They couldn't even make themselves fall slower.

"FJ, this ain't no good!" McGucket said.

"Keep trying!" FJ answered, still focusing on the hole. It had worked before, why didn't it work now?

"Hey look! Something is happening up there!" McGucket said and pointed at the small spot. He was right. A shadow was moving around above the opening.

"Hey, Glasses and Mini-glasses!" a piercing voice called. It was Bill! "I've gotten some company for the two of you!" He dropped something down into the hole, no someone! The person was falling fast, much faster than they were... FJ had no idea how that was possible, but as the person got closer, he realized who it was:

"Mabel!" He reached out his arms and managed to catch her, before she fell past them. She was so pale, and cold. She was barely breathing.

"What did you do to her, you monster!" FJ yelled towards the light spot.

"Oh don't you rack your little nerdy brain with that," Bill answered. "But she is probably going to be unconscious for a while, so if you guys wanna have some fun well, go ahead! I'm not gonna judge you!" Bill called to them.

The sight of the unconscious girl in his arms, made FJ's blood boil, and Bills disgusting suggestion, only made things much worse: Mabel was the kindest and most good hearted girl FJ ever had met. How dared Bill say something like that?! "Get down here and repeat that you, abhorrent demon!" FJ yelled.

"Oh, did I strike a nerve there?" Bill laughed. "I would love to repeat myself, but I've got something more important to take care of, bye!"

"Bill! When I get my hands on you, then...!" FJ called, but the demon was long gone. He turned his attention back to Mabel. She was so cold... FJ wished that he had a jacket to put over her, but it had been too hot to wear one. Instead he pulled her into his lab. He had no idea how long he sat like that, just holding her, trying to hold her warm with his own body, but it felt like forever. Finally her eyelids started to move.

"Mabel!" FJ exclaimed.

Mabel opened her eyes wide by the sound of his voice. "NO!" she exclaimed, as her eyes filled with a mix of panic of anger. "Let me go!" She started kicking about, doing everything in her power to get free.

"Mabel relax, I..." FJ tried, but she gave him a smack in the face and wrinkled herself free.

She was so angry both with Bill for fooling her and herself for getting fooled, and even kiss him! "You don't fool me twice, you stupid dorito!" she yelled and grabbed his head, using all of her strength to make him spin around.

"Kid, knock it off!" McGucket yelled. Mabel turned around. Her expression softened visibly. "McGucket...?" she asked. "But that means, Oh My Gosh, FJ I'm so sorry!" She spun around and grabbed a hold of the poor guy, so he stopped spinning around.

Everything still seemed to be spinning, when he stopped, not to mention the nausea. "What a ride," he mumbled, and rubbed his eyes under the glasses.

Mabel wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. "Sorry, sorry, sorry! I thought you were Bill, I..."

"It's okay, Mabel," FJ assured her, and held her close. "I'm just glad that you're alright."

"Aww, that's so sweet," McGucket said and snuffled. "Pull yourself together Fiddleford. Don't cry... in front the children!"

Mabel knew that she had gotten caught. She knew that FJ and McGucket were caught too, and that they were in big trouble. But somehow FJ's arms made her forget all of that, or at least worry less. About Bill, about her parents, about... Jeremy. Her older brother, who nobody had told them about. Everyone had kept him a secret. That wasn't fair! Nobody deserved to be forgotten like that! What if it had been Dipper or herself, who had died? Would everyone just try to forget them too? Mom? Dad? Gruncle Stan? Everyone?

Mabel didn't realize that she was crying, before FJ whispered that it would be all right, and stroked her back.

"We'll find away out of here, I promise," FJ said, even though he had no idea how on earth they were going to do it.

Mabel wanted to tell him what had happened. She wanted to tell him about gruncle Stan's memory, how he had known about her older brother, who had died, how she had ran away, how Bill had tricked her... but she knew that that wasn't what was important right now. No. What was important right now was to get back to the others, so they could defeat Bill.

She breathed deeply before she let go of FJ. "I'm good, now," she said and looked around. It wasn't before now, that she realized that they were falling in the air. She gasped, but forced herself not to panic. "By the way; where are we?"

"The Bottomless Pit in one of your uncles memories," FJ explained. "Bill trapped us here."

"Why don't you just imagine that you get out of here?"

"We already tried that," FJ said. "Apparently we can't control what is happening the same way, as long as we are inside one of Stan's memories."

"But that doesn't make sense. Dipper told me that gruncle Stan fixed a hole in his stomach, after he had fallen into one of the memories."

FJ chose to ignore that she had said that Dipper had had a hole in his stomach. "Strange..." he mumbled. "Why isn't it possible, now, when it was back then?"

"Uh! I think I know!" McGucket exclaimed. "Stan was the one who fixed the hole! Only the owner of the memories can decide what can happen in them!"

FJ and Mable exchanged looks. It sounded as a rational theory, but unfortunately it didn't help their situation.

"Don't you worry, guys," Mabel said. "I've been in the Bottomless Pit before and eventually it will send us back up."

"We have been down here a while," FJ said, rubbing his seemed pretty hopeless at this point.

"Well, then it's probably gonna happen, right now!" Mabel said. "Riiight now. Heh, anytime now, Pit, you can do it."

But nothing happened. They were stuck down here...

o*o*o*

Dipper couldn't remember the last time he had been this frustrated. Why had no one told them about their older brother? They had the right to know about this! It was their brother! The brother they were suppose to grow up with, but never had gotten to meet! After all these years, people had chosen to ignore the fact that he had ever been alive. His parents had completely erased their own son from their lives, believing that the best way to handle the pain was by forgetting the reason behind it, or what was what gruncle Stan had said, it sounded like Mabel and himself was nothing but a drunken accident. They were probably lucky that they hadn't got more messed up from their mothers drinking, or what ever she had been doing.

And gruncle Stan. He had known about this, all this time, without telling them! Dipper didn't give a shit about the fact that Stan had just tried to protect them, by keeping this form them. He knew what happened when he did that (or at least the remnants from the Zombie apocalypse should be more than enough to remind him!).

It was like all of this gave him back some of the paranoia and childish fear, form when he was twelve years old, and had trouble trusting everyone around, and what was worse; the only person who he had always been able to count on, was gone too. His sister was gone. She had ran away from the group, torn up, by the knew knowledge... Hopefully she was okay. He couldn't handle loosing her too!

"Soos, what do we do?" Dipper asked, when he reached the former handy-mans side.

"Oh, erh, I don't know, dude..." Soos said. "Sorry, man."

"We've got to think of something," Dipper said. They had been here before. They had to be able to come up with something!

Soos and Wendy exchanged looks. Wendy shook her head, and luckily, Soos got the message. They shouldn't mention Jeremy right now.

"Man, it's a shame that there isn't some way we can contact her," Soos said. "You know; wouldn't it be nice if you had some kind of device you could use to contact other people who also had a device like that?"

Wendy looked at him, with a raised eyebrow. "Soos... You just described a cellphone."

Dipper stopped. He hadn't even thought about that. "Do you think that is possible?"

Wendy and Soos stopped and turned around and once again exchanged looks, before they bot shrugged their shoulders.

Dipper would never have imagined that there was mobile coverage inside the mindscape. But then again: anything was possible in here. And they where inside Stan's mind, who was inside the Shack, where there certainly was mobile coverage. "Well, it's worth a try," Dipper mumbled and pulled out his phone.

The whole group had stopped and looked at him.

He quickly taped Mabel's name one the screen. It was ringing. It was actually ringing! Someone picked it up.

"Mabel?!" Dipper called and putted it on the speakerphone, so everyone could hear.

"Sorry, Shooting Star is tied up currently," a piercing voice sounded, making the whole group freeze. Some of them noticed the dark, triangular shadow that slowly moved over them. "But maybe I can be of use?" All of them looked up, by the sound of the deep, dark, familiar voice, coming from above them.

"Bill!" Dipper exclaimed.