A yellow suit was the prominent feature of the second character, and Dipper instantly recognized who it was. Bill had made himself human for some purpose, and Dipper looked upon the two to try and figure out that purpose. He realized (Y/N) had pale features and blue, frost-bitten fingers. She was frozen.

She suddenly twitched, awoken from a dead sleep.

Dipper put his hand up to the flames. They weren't radiating any heat. There was no temperature to them. It seemed to be more of an excess of magic. Whatever Bill was doing, it was releasing an incredible amount of magic from him. Dipper stepped back from the two and called out, "Hey! Bill!"

The flames slowly subsided as Bill snapped his gaze toward Dipper. (Y/N), awake at this point, steadily moved her head to look at Dipper as well. She seemed a little shocked, but looked far too sick to know exactly what she was thinking. Bill glared at Dipper, gripping onto (Y/N) tighter.

"L-listen...!" Dipper started, hearing his voice crack. It hadn't done that in seven years. "I'm not going to try to take her from you or anything-" Dipper stopped himself and looked up to the hill to make sure no one had gathered the courage to climb over the ridge. No one was there. "But you need to know she has hypothermia and needs to go to the hospital as soon as possible. Also, her ex is back and he wants you dead even more than Ford does."

"And why should I trust you?" Bill threw the phrase he had been asked so often at Dipper. It seemed almost as if he was a completely different... whatever he was. "What if you just want me to go down the mountain so Ford can trap me? I'm not putting (Y/N) in danger because of you pricks."

Dipper sighed, "Look, you and I both hate each other about as much as a cat and mouse do. I don't have any other reason to be standing here talking to you other than to keep (Y/N) alive and stop your second apocalypse. But I also know there's a reason she's here in your arms about to die. Because she trusts you and believes in you way more than you deserve. So if she can, I guess I can give you the benefit of the doubt and not try to kill you. She'd be destroyed if we hurt you. So just trust me and get her to the hospital as soon as possible. But be careful. That Jack guy... give him powers and he could rival you in pure evilness." Dipper glanced at the ridge again. "I'll go try to distract them or something."

With that, Dipper left a shocked Bill to run to the ridge and do exactly as he said he would do.

~Bill Focused~

Bill looked down at (Y/N)'s pale figure. Her eyes were still half closed, but she had a small smile on her lips. She must have heard what Dipper said.

Bill stood up, shaking at the knees, and began to walk. But not before being stopped by a familiar scream and the crunching of snow. He looked over to whatever had caused Dipper to scream and saw what looked to be the paler, more evil-looking twin of his walking toward him with death in those blue eyes. Bill's pupils narrowed into slits as he glared at the approaching figure.

"Why hello there, Cipher," Jack said with a sickly grin. His spidery legs glided through the snow like a knife through butter. "Think you could just take (Y/N) away from me after our deal?"

"There's one thing you need to know about me, I rarely keep my end of the bargain. And she wasn't yours to begin with," Bill snarled in pure hatred toward the man that had tortured his human and turned her into a sniveling mess. He wasn't about to let that son of a bitch do it again.

"Well, if we're playing that game, there's something you should know about me, buddy," Jack pulled out a shining blade. "I've studied a bit in Native American lore, and lucky me that (Y/N) seemed to forget a certain item back in the camp."

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