You almost die from blood loss thanks to your potions completely numbing you to what is happening to your body. Thankfully, Bill has been taught well and manages your care while you're in and out of consciousness for several weeks. You don't really get a good look at yourself until you're two weeks in and partially healed. There's ugly scrapes along your entire backside, minor burns along your arms, and of course that charred hand of yours. Bill dotes on you even after you are capable of walking around.
Of course, now that Bill has his powers back, your deal is officially completed. Though you can't see them, you can feel when the chains and cuffs are gone from your wrist. You oddly miss it. However, Bill has other plans. He wasn't bluffing when he said he wanted to accept the deal you offered in the Shack before you ran off, so you two complete it; For Bill not taking over the world, he gets you to do something for him once. Anything. Even stranger is the fact that he doesn't cash it immediately.
Another development is the flood of forest creatures that suddenly begin appearing at your door once again. Turns out Elegar was giving off some sort of ward or aura that was too choking for all the other mythical creatures to get near. What it leaves you with is old and new patients with varying injuries from minor scrapes to old, infected wounds that have been becoming worse for weeks. Bill takes care of all of them, refusing to let you even touch a potion until he himself gives you a clean bill of health.
You don't get discharged from your personal hospital bed until about a month later. The scrapes on your backside essentially disappear save for minor scars, and the burns on your arm fade away completely. Your hand will never be the same again. Your potions take care of the need of actually getting skin grafted or anything drastic, but the skin remains permanently darkened and rough. Bill likes to run his fingers along the patterns and kiss it whenever possible.
Of course, there's also the matter of explaining to everyone what exactly you've been up to. You have to have a sit down with Ford, Stan, and Dipper to lay everything out. Mabel already knows it all so she helps you along the way. Bill is there too, but he's naturally antisocial the whole time. It's a hard conversation to have, but one you know can't be avoided. You don't think it helps their trust in Bill, but the air is clearer when all the questions are answered.
Bill surprises you with the fact that he saved a small piece of the power crystal because he actually does believe it could help you with the glue situation. You had almost forgotten about it. You get immediately back to work, ignoring Bill's complaints in your ear. It takes you another day or so, but the power crystal jumps you to the correct answer much quicker than when you were on your own. Ford gets to apply the glue after he properly finishes the gun, and you get to witness it in action. The weirdness barrier is finally fixed.
Everything is essentially back to normal, with the added bonus of Bill at your side and no more need to lie to everyone. It feels almost strange to not have to worry about peeking behind the corner, or wondering what your next lie is going to be. The nightmares that have been plaguing you are gone now which leaves you with some much needed rest at night.
"Bill! You left the tomatoes sitting out again!" You sigh in exasperation as you spot the bowl of produce soaking in the hot sun. They're more than likely dried up and ruined by now since it's already mid-day. Bill suddenly appears next to you, a trope he's loved to use now that he's capable of it and also able to scare you with it. "Sorry! You know me, my brain is all over the place." He does his best to look innocent with wide eyes and an award-winning smile. "Clearly." You roll your eyes. "You can literally teleport them to the kitchen. Be less lazy."
"Okay, okay, sorry…doll?" He attempts the word with some hesitation. You give him a disgusted look. "Absolutely not." He frowns and snaps his fingers, causing the basket of tomatoes to disappear right before your eyes. You have no doubt that there's an unspoiled batch sitting in the kitchen. "Huh, I thought finding a pet name would be easier." You tread back into the house with Bill at your heels. "You could always just use (P/N). That's what I call you after all."
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The Witch in the Woods (Bill Cipher x reader)
FanfictionA week has passed since Weirdmaggedon happened and Bill was 'defeated.' Everyone had already gone back to their normal lives under the 'forget-about-it' movement that was input. You did the same though it was less normal than everyone else's. You ha...
