Chapter 5 Part 3: America

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I brought Stan into the room with me and sat him down, "Where's papa?" Stan exclaimed. I felt tears come to my eyes, "He's busy, Stan." Stan stared me straight in the eye and began to cry. "P-papa!"

I picked him up and rocked him, waiting for his wailing to die down. It was about midnight when he calmed down, and I fell asleep next to him on the bed.

Dipper**

I threw off my jacket and waited for my wife; June. She wasn't another girl on the streets, she helped me get back on my feet. I worked at a small town hospital in Yorkshire, and she worked at a clinic in London.

"Dipper! I'm home!" I went into the kitchen and pulled out the chicken from the freezer.

June wrapped her arm around my waist and kissed me, "Chicken for dinner?" She chuckled.

-- 12:29 AM --

I woke up to the beeping sound downstairs. June was lying on the floor, and I was gasping for air. I grabbed her and ran towards the door, trying to grab everything. I gripped the door handle and swung it open. I rolled out with June wrapped around me.

The flames from the house grew and I saw the firemen coming. I held June close and cooed her, hoping she was still breathing.

I wanted her to live, I wanted the baby to live. I just needed her. That was it.

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