N/A: Here we go with the last chapter! Yay!

Chapter 21: My New Muse

The dark sky cracked; shards broke apart as the world became a black void. Everyone stood on the ground, gazing upwards at Ford's body floating above.

"No—" Selese barely spoke above a whisper. She shook her head. Suddenly, her violet colored eyes became silvery white. An aura matching her eye color formed around her body. "I won't let him use you like this!" she screamed. All at once, she bolted upwards. Hurling herself upwards, she wrapped her arms around Ford's waist.

"Hey, let go!" Bill shouted. Selese held on tighter. "Geez, you must really like ol' Fordsy. Tell you what? After I get myself acquainted in my new home, I'll let him have some fun with you." Bill jested. Selese narrowed her eyes and gripped his shoulders. With one hand, she put her palm on his forehead; a brilliant white light formed a circle. As she pulled back her hand, a pointed head came out of his skin. She pulled until Bill fully emerged and floated as a translucent figure floating in front of her.

"Hey! What the—?" He cried. She flung her wrist, sending the gold triangle up into the sky. Bill cried out as he faded into the atmosphere.

Selese gazed as Ford as he still was passed out. She lowered him to the ground. As his feet touched the Earth, she fell unconscious. Stan ran to catch Ford as he fell forwards. He shook his brother.

"Stanford! Wake up!" Ford fell to his knees and Stan knelt with him. Dipper and Mabel rushed over to their great uncle.

"Oh my God! Don't tell me he's—" Dipper's cry was cut short as his uncle began to stir. He let out a low moan as he opened his eyes.

"You okay, Sixer?" Stan asked. Ford moaned again as his head hung limp.

"I'm so sorry," Fiddleford said as he looked over.

"Why are you sorry?" Dipper asked.

"I should have quit working with Ford; I mean the one from this timeline. He lied and said he wasn't working with that demon anymore."

"That's not your fault," Mabel said. "Besides you tried to help by getting him out of town."

He nodded.

"I just don't know what to do, now." He looked over at the Ford from the other timeline. For a moment, he wished this Ford were his friend instead.

"You've got a lot of great inventions," Dipper said. "You should—

I don't know, get a paten on them and sell them to the government?"

A smile formed on the elderly man's face. "You think they'd be interested?"

The young man shrugged. "Worth a shot."

"What about you guys?"

"We'll be fine," Stan said. "We always are."

Fiddleford smiled at the strongest family he ever met. He waved at them as he walked back towards the Institute.

Stan shook Ford again.

"Hey, come on, Ford. It's over, we can go home."

"Wait, how are we getting home?" Mabel wondered.

Dipper turned towards where he thought the alien woman stood. "Selese—" He stopped in mid-sentence as he looked down at the fallen body. He rushed over to her. "Hey! Are you alright?" The woman lay on her side, her eyes closed and her arms stretched out. Dipper knelt beside her and nudged her. Just as he was about to touch her, a foot shot out, kicking him away. He looked up to see Raynard glowering down at him.

"You keep your lower dimensional claws off her!" He knelt down and touched her chest. "No! " He looked up at the family. His eyes shot right to Ford who was barely awake. "You! This is all your fault and you will pay!" He charged towards the scientist. Just before he reached Ford, Stan stood in his way. He held up his hands brandishing his brass knuckles. Mabel and Dipper followed suit as she held her grappling hook and he still had the blowtorch. Raynard narrowed his eyes at the three, letting out a strained laughed.

"What a family," he whispered.

Finally Ford was able to stand.

"What's going on?" he demanded.

Raynard turned his head towards the fallen alien woman.

"Selese!" Ford gasped. He rushed over to her.

"Don't bother. She's—passsed on." Ford spun around, swinging a full punch into the Raynard's face. The bug-like man only grunted in response.

"How could you say that?" Ford lashed out, his voice cracking.

Stan walked forward. "We watched her. S-she somehow pulled that demon right out of you head."

"She used her spirit form in the third dimension," Raynard said.

"What does that mean?" Ford asked.

"In the fifth dimension and higher, you can become pure energy. However, in the lower dimensions, you have to leave your physical body." Ford knelt by the woman he spent the first ten years on the other side of the portal with.

"B-but, you can heal her right?"

"She had to leave her physical body," Raynard said slowly. "She's not dead. She just went back into the other realm, back to where she came from."

Tears formed in Ford's eyes. He held her close to him. "I-I'm sorry Selese. I'm sorry I got mad at you and for years, I-I hated you because you left." He gasped for air as he as he tried to hold back his sobs. A hand fell on his shoulder. His eyes went up to his brother, then to his niece and nephew. Stan stood his brother up and embraced him. "Just let it out," he whispered. Finally, it happened. He let out everything. All the pain from watching Stan being tossed out by their dad to seeing him years later and ending up going thought the portal, the hard years he spent alone and for nearly causing the end of the world.

"I don't know why anyone keeps their faith in me," he sobbed.

"Because you try so hard," Stan answered. "I heard about the other 'you' from this dimension. Let me just say, that I glad that schmuk isn't my brother." Ford steadied his breathing, while gasping for air.

"What now?" The family let out a huge sigh together.

"I can take you back to your timeline," Raynard said. "I have to do it anyway so nothing in this timeline gets messed up." He picked up Selese's body. He pushed a button on his wristwatch. A green light shined down on them.

In the next moment, the family stood on the ship again. Everyone sat in the luxurious room where they sat the last time they were on board. No one spoke.

When they came off the ship again, the four expected to be in front of the Mystery Shack. However that's not where they ended up. The four family members stared up at the mansion where Andrew once lived.

"What the hell? Why are we here?" Stan cried out.

"Probably because the RV is here," Ford said gesturing to the vehicle.

"So, I guess we're driving home?" Dipper asked. Stan looked up at the giant house.

"Hm, you know what?" He walked up to the front door to inspect it. "Just give me one moment." He grabbed a large back out of the RV and walked back to the door.

"What are you doing, Stanley?" Ford asked in his usual irritated tone. Stan used his lock picks and easily opened the door.

"He's dead. He won't be coming back here."

Stan walked into the house, and went for the kitchen where Andrew kept all of his wine bottles. One by one, each expensive, imported wine was shoved into the bag. Then he turned to leave. He was on his way out when his eyes caught the large picture of Andrew over the fireplace. Once that was removed, Stan saw the safe behind it. He shrugged his shoulders. Taking out his lock picks, he tried to spring open the lock. Suddenly, an alarm went off. His eye sprang wide open as he fled.

Ford still stood outside with Dipper and Mabel when the alarm went off. The three were about to rush inside, when Stan ran out with the bag full of wine bottles.

"What the hell Stanley?" Ford chastised.

"Just get in the RV!" Stan yelled back.

No one argued as they all piled inside. In the next moment, the vehicle turned on and peeled out of the driveway.

Ford didn't remember falling asleep, but it couldn't have been long after they left Seattle. He found himself in a beautiful field of wildflowers. It was different than the dreams where he stood in a wheat field. A figure walked towards him. His eyes gazed at the blue skinned woman with her unusual violet colored eyes.

"Selese?" he spoke in awe. He shook his head. "I'm so sorry." She put a finger on his lips, then wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned forward and kissed him.

"You didn't do anything wrong," she said. "Bringing you to the other Earth and having you bond with Bill was my idea. Well, it was the Council's idea, but I went along with it. I should have known that he'd try to keep you." Ford kept his solemn stare on her.

"Oh, by the way," she turned around and pointed to a bright light. Inside it was a vision of the Acturian Council holding Bill and Octavius in custody. Silvery white chains lassoed the two demons. "They won't bother anyone ever again." She turned back to Ford. "We also have those henchmen too. And we owe it all to the bravest man in the Multiverse." Ford's checks blushed.

"I owe it all to my family," he said. "And to you. You got me through the first ten years in the Multiverse. I was strong enough to go on because of you."

She smiled. "And I was strong enough to keep a physical form in the third dimension because of you. We helped each other out."

"So, am I only able to see you in my dreams now?" he asked.

"For now. I'll be able to come to your dimension again. Or maybe, one day, you can come to mine. But for now, we can always meet here."

Ford smiled. Before, he had Bill in his mind to keep him company. Truthfully, he was happier to have Selese.

"That's okay, for now," he responded as he embraced her. He gave her one final kiss before she disappeared.

Ford woke up in time for Stan to pull up to the Mystery Shack. The younger twins woke up too. The four gazed up at the humble abode. They were home.

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N/A: I hope everyone enjoyed the story. Thanks again to everyone who stayed until the end!