#i totally missed the way eddie's eyes follow steve in the end like he can't believe steve actually put his vest on lmao

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Stranger Things 4 | Chapter Seven | The Massacre at Hawkins Lab

Another scene from the Upside Down that desperately needed some light. ("For your modesty, dude" and all that.)

💡Stranger Things scenes you can actually see (7/?)

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The Freak and the Jedi (Eddie Munson x female!Henderson!reader)

Chapter four: Dear Billy

Words: 3920 Warnings: foul language, the entire episode is a trigger warning in itself, canon-typical violence, a little misogyny i guess, robin running. also, i can't remember if i proofread this :/ A/N: so I kind of forgot about this chapter when I first thought about the plot of this fic, so I had to figure out what to do with the reader. i left out victor creel's story because, a) we all know it by now, and b) the chapter would otherwise be too long. Taglist: @authorlovers, @angiewhoohooo, @thatsamegirl, @lizzy-95, @elleeeee21, @tanyaherondale, @le-who-zer-her, @toobsessedsstuff

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Chapter four: Dear Billy

“It was here,” Max’s voice trembled. “Right here.”

We were now standing before an empty wall, our flashlights pointed to the tiles as Max recited her vision.

“A grandfather clock?” Nancy asked.

“It was so real. And then, when I got closer, suddenly I just… I woke up,” Max explained.

“It was like she was in a trance or something,” Dustin spoke.

“Exactly what Eddie said happened to Chrissy,” I finished for him.

Max turned around, facing us. “That’s not even the bad part,” she said before walking back to the office, her fingers slightly trembling as they scanned Ms. Kelley’s handwriting. “Fred and Chrissy, they both came to Miss Kelley for help,” Robin took Chrissy’s file while Nancy took Fred’s. “Uh, they both were having headaches, bad headaches that wouldn’t go away. And then… then the nightmares. Trouble sleeping. They’d wake up in a cold sweat. And then they started seeing things,” Robin’s arms tensed below me, as I was sitting on her lap on the only chair at the desk. “Bad things. From their past. And these visions, they just… they kept on getting worse and worse, until eventually… everything ended.

“Vecna’s curse,” Robin confirmed.

“Chrissy’s headache started a week ago,” we were all looking at her intently, most of us speechless. “Fred’s, six days ago,” Max wasn’t looking at us anymore. “I’ve been having them for five days.”

Just then, the glass seemed to break. Realization dawned on us like cold water. 

“I don’t know how long I have,” Max was crying now. “All I know is that, for Fred and Chrissy, they both died less than twenty-four hours after their first vision. And I just saw that goddamn clock, so…” her breath was shaky. “looks like I’m gonna die tomorrow.”

A distant clang distracted us, making all of us turn our heads towards the door of the office on high alert.  

“Stay here,” Steve said before walking to the door, grabbing the tall lamp by the door and holding it ready to attack whoever was coming our way. 

I rolled my eyes. “Let’s go,” I said as I stood from Robin’s lap, all of us walking out and following Steve with tentative steps. 

A figure quickly appeared in front of us, the sudden movement making all of us in fear before realizing it was Lucas.

“It’s me!” Lucas yelled too, extending his arms out to prevent Steve from splitting his head open.

“Lucas?” Nancy and I called, his unexpected presence throwing us off.

“Jesus, what’s wrong with you, Sinclair?” Steve screamed at him, his hair pointing in different directions.

“I’m sorry!” Lucas was breathing heavily.

“I could’ve taken you out with this lamp!” Steve kept going as he tried to calm down.

“Sorry, guys, sorry. I was… I was biking for eight miles. Give me a second. Shit,” he kept panting, holding a finger out. He was barely holding himself up but kept talking regardless. “We’ve got a code red.”

“What?” Steve asked.

“Dustin,” Lucas ignored Steve and walked directly to my brother. “I’ve been with Jason, Patrick, and Andy, and they’ve gone like totally off the rails. They’re trying to capture Eddie, and they think you know where he is,” Lucas gulped. “You’re in terrible danger.”

I froze on the spot, looking at them with an alarmed face.

Dustin only shrugged. “All right, yeah, that definitely sucks, but we’ve got bigger problems than Jason right now,” he answered as he looked back at Max, her face reflecting everyone’s fear.

“Okay, so…” Nancy looked at us with a wide smile. “We have a plan.” 

Nancy, Robin, and I quickly descended towards the basement, freshly printed files in our hands as we excitedly delivered the news to the guys.

“Thanks to Nancy’s newspaper minions, we are now rock-star psychology students at the University of Notre Dame,” Robin said as the guys looked at the files.

“I’m now Ruth,” said Nancy.

“I’m Ruby,” I said.

“And I’m Rose,” Robin concluded, with a rather disgusted face.

 Steve looked at Nancy with a funny look. “Ruth?”

“Nice GPA,” said Dustin with an impressed face. “Not that far from your actual one,” he winked at me.

I winked at him back. “Thanks.”

“So we called Pennhurst Asylum, told them we’d like to speak with Victor Creel for a thesis we’re co-writing on paranoid schizophrenics…”

“To which they said no,” added Robin.

“But we landed a three o’clock with the director.” Nancy finished.

“Now, all we have to do is charm him and convince him to let us talk to Victor,” I concluded.

“Then maybe we can rid Max of this curse,” said Nancy, looking at her from her place across the basement.

Max hadn’t even lifted her head when the three of us came in, quickly writing something down that she wouldn’t let us see until she was finished, so we just left her to her own until she was ready to speak.

“Yeah, about that,” Steve interrupted, lifting his eyebrows as he went over the newspapers Nancy and Robin had retrieved from the library. “We’ve been doing our Victor Creel homework, and, uh, we got some questions.”

“Lots of questions,” Lucas confirmed.

“So do we. Hopefully, Victor has the answers,” I responded, bringing my hands together and trying to make my point across.

“Wait… wait… wait a second. Uh, where’s mine?” Steve was holding our files in his hands, waving them in the air as he looked at the three of us expectantly.

Steve was already chasing after Nancy upstairs. Robin and I followed them while we laughed at his antics, complaining about being the babysitter yet again. 

Robin’s eyes opened wide as she took a look inside Nancy’s room. “Oh my god, you have a Tom Cruise poster!” she stopped dead in her tracks, looking at her with a knowing smile. “You have a Tom Cruise poster,” she repeated while Nancy went through her closet, ignoring Robin as she tried to keep Steve at bay.

“Can you please not touch anything?” Nancy yelled at Robin, who was looking through Nancy’s mixtapes by her bedside table.

“I can’t do anything here, Nance,” Steve tried. “Uh, maybe I can be helpful with this asylum director dude. I don’t know, I could like turn on like my… my charm,” I snorted at him.

“Like you charmed Mr. García?” I offered with a grin, enjoying Steve’s glare.

“Not the charm we need,” Nancy concluded.

“Ouch,” Steve added, facing Robin, who kept touching things.

Nancy looked apologetic. “No, I just… Look, I did a little digging last night, and it turns out this Dr. Hatch is a distinguished fellow of the American Psychiatric Association and a Harvard visiting scholar, okay? This is a lifelong student of the world, and if we’re gonna win him over, we’re gonna have to convince him we are too.” Nancy looked at us. “That, like him, we are true academic scholars.”

Robin was now holding Nancy’s music box in her hands, looking at Steve and me with a surprised look on her face. “Holy shit, there’s a little ballerina in here,” she whispered while I laughed, going next to her and also gushing over the little box.

“Academic scholars? They’re giving you academic scholar vibes? Yeah,” Steve protested.

Nancy sighed. “No, but…” she held a couple of dresses for us to see, the bright pink contrasting over our clothes as we both groan at the design. “They will.”

“Oh, please, tell me that you’re joking,”

“I gotta admit, it’s been a hot minute since I last wore a dress,” I said while I adjusted the collar of my neck, the bright color contrasting with my usual attire.

“Junior prom, right?” Nancy asked while she drove.

“Homecoming,” I answered. “We skipped junior prom,” I answered, smiling at the memory of the sleepover at Steve’s house, watching movies and eating pizza all night.

“Back to the Future was funnier when we were high,” Robin added, her voice tight at her attire. It didn’t take a genius to know she hated it. “Didn’t you have something more uncomfortable, Wheeler?” she complained from the passenger seat.

Nancy rolled her eyes at her.

“I really hope we get the answers we need,” I added, hoping to ease the tension. “Too many people have already suffered because of this,” I said, thinking back to Max, sitting on the chair with a concentrated look on her face, fear evident in her eyes.

“Ooh, let me guess, you want Eddie to walk free, don’t you?” Robin winked at me from her rearview mirror, momentarily forgetting her own discomfort.

I blushed in the backseat. “I did not say that, Ro,” I excused myself, not meeting her eyes.

“But you meant it,” she turned around in her seat to face me.

I scoffed. “Whatever,” even though I knew Robin would not let the conversation go.

“Admit it, you kinda like him,” she was pushing buttons.

I snapped at her. “That’s not it.”

“Then what is?” Robin kept going, her mischievous face never ceasing.

“I just… I don’t want Vecna destroying another life, okay?” I looked out the window at the speeding landscape, trying to avoid Robin’s interrogation.

She smiled at me. “Like Eddie's was?”

“Robin!” I yelled, trying to shut her up completely.

“What? I’m just saying, you were getting kinda cozy at the shed,” she threw her hands up as if feigning innocence.

Nancy intervened, her back tense with how much we were talking. “God, please, not Eddie Munson, I already told you, he’s a dealer!” she shot me a glare from the mirror, her hands gripping hardly the steering wheel.

“And he’s hot,” Robin winked at me again.

“Damnit, Robin!” I repeated, my words dying in my throat at the prospect of possibly outing her without her consent. 

“God, not for me, but for you? I mean, he’s totally your type,” Robin pulled at the neck of her blouse once again.

“I’m not having this conversation now, Ro,” I looked at Nancy, wishing to catch her eyes so she could help me put an end to it all.

“We totally are, unless you wanna hear me complain about these clothes,” she looked at me expectantly. She continued when I sighed in defeat. “So, you and Eddie?”

I shook my head. “There’s no ‘me and Eddie’ anymore,” I turned my head to the side once again, freezing as soon as I processed my words. 

“Wait, did you say ‘anymore?’” Nancy suddenly perched on her seat. Shit.

“…no?”

“You totally did,” Robin’s mouth hung open.

“Shut up.” Damnit.

“You did!” Robin yelled, gripping the backseat in excitement.

“Alright, I did!” I gave in, yelling back at her.

“Oh my fucking god!” Robin put her hands over her mouth, laughing in shock as she stared at me.

Even Nancy was constantly looking at me from the mirror, making me fear a possible crash.

“Shut up, Buckley,” I pointed my finger at her, trying to get her to calm down before she exploded.

“Spit it out, Henderson!” she copied my actions. 

“What are you not telling us?” Nancy asked, only calmer.

I sighed as I stared at them both, already regretting my mistake. “Eddie and I used to date.”

I was met with silence, both girls seemingly coordinated not to move a muscle at my confession.

“What?” they finally both said at the same time.

“What you’ve heard,” I answered.

“When?” Robin was ready for gossip.

“How?” Nancy asked, something that looked like disgust evident on her face.

“It was a couple of years ago, before Will, and El, and the Upside Down. Actually, I broke up with him the night we fought the Demogorgon at Jonathan’s house,” I added, looking at Nancy.

“Wait, is that why you were crying before we left the school?” Nancy asked, remorse lacing her words.

I nodded slowly. “Yeah.”

“Why did you break up with him?” Robin’s voice was now softer, barely a whisper.

I shrugged. “It wasn’t safe for him. I didn’t want him in this mess, it wasn’t fair to him,” my voice broke a little.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Nancy asked, her eyes reflecting the pain.

“Does Dustin know?” asked Robin, always one step ahead.

“We didn’t tell anybody, so no, not even Dustin knows about us. We were both going through our stuff and we just kinda… fell in together, you know? We’re not that different. And we kept each other company. And I was happy,” a single tear fell down my cheek, but I quickly brushed it away.

“And now what?” Robin asked sympathetically after a couple of seconds of silence.

“It was Eddie’s idea not to tell anybody after we broke up. He was being targeted by half the school and said he didn’t want me to run the same fate,” I smiled at the memory, of how his hair was growing out and the big ketchup stain in the middle of his Hellfire Club shirt.

“Shit, I… I’m sorry,” Robin said, taking my hand in hers and stroking it softly in comfort.

“I’m really sorry, too. I should’ve not judged him as I did,” Nancy too joined in the apology. 

“We won’t tell anybody, we promise,” Robin added, extending her pinky to me. “Pinky promise?” she offered.

I chuckled at her, feeling my chest fill with warmth at my friends. “Pinky promise.”

In a twist of events, Robin Buckley saved our asses by convincing Pennhurst Mental Hospital’s warden Anthony Hatch to give us ten minutes with Victor Creel. He walked us around the facilities, my blood growing cold at the sight of so many people trapped inside their own heads, living in the shell of who they once were. Entering one of the biggest wings of the building, soft classical music received us as we walked among the many patients dressed in white robes.

“This is one of our more popular areas. The listening room,” he motioned us inside, walking behind him. “We found that music has a particularly calming effect on the broken mind,” he whispered as he led us across the room. “The right song, particularly one which holds some personal meaning, can prove a salient stimulus. But there are those who are… beyond a cure.”

I shared a look with Nancy and Robin, the uneasiness of his words sending shivers down my spine as he exited the room via a different door and walked downstairs towards the basement.  

“Uh, Doctor Hatch, do you think it might be possible for us to speak to Victor alone?” both the doctor and the guard outside the restricted area looked at us in bewilderment. 

“Alone?” he asked.

“I… I think that we would just love the challenge of speaking with Victor without the safety net of an expert such as yourself. Then we could really rub it in Professor Bradley’s face when we get back to class…” I internally winced.

Dr. Hatch was shaking his head in confusion. “Professor Bradley? I don’t believe I know a Professor Bradley.”

“Brantley. She… she meant to say, Brantley,” I laughed as I looked at Robin with wide eyes, scared that we had just blown our cover.

“Didn’t I say Brantley? What did I say?” we nervously laughed at her, keeping up the charade. “Sorry, silly me. Words, letters,” Robin crossed her arms as the three of us stared at him with big smiles. “Guess I’m just nervous. I mean, excited,” she corrected herself. “So excited to speak with Victor. Preferably, as she said, alone?” 

We kept smiling at him, my heart beating rapidly at his silence.

At last, he smiled. “Yes, why not?” but even his smile held something. “You’ve caught me in a rebellious mood,” we all chuckled at him. “And there’s something rather urgent I need to check on anyway, so… sure.”

With a nod he walked up the stairs, not giving us a second glance. 

“Thank you so much, Dr. Hatch,” Robin started, followed by Nancy and me even well after he was out of sight.

The guard then opened the door to a dark corridor that pretty much resembled a prison. How fitting.

“Do not startle him. Do not touch him. Do not pass him anything. Stand five feet away from the bars at all times. Is that clear?” the guard said as he walked us to Victor Creel’s cell, pulling out his nightstick and hitting the bars to wake him up. 

“Yes sir,” we all answered, fear gripping at our edges.

“Victor,” the guard mocked the man. “Today’s your lucky day! You got visitors. Real pretty ones,” I glared at him at his words, wishing he would just leave so that I wouldn’t have to punch him in the face. The sound of metal being scratched drew our attention to the man sitting at the desk at the far end of the cell. “Must be in one of his moods,” the guard said as he walked away. “Have fun.”

We waited until he left to walk to the bars.

“Victor? My name is Nancy. Nancy Wheeler. And these are…” Nancy looked at us to follow her lead.

I said my name in a small voice.

“Robin Buckley.” 

“Um, we have some questions,” Nancy tried.

“I don’t talk to reporters; Hatch knows that,” the man spoke, yet he still didn’t turn to us. He kept scratching the desk.

“We’re not reporters,” I answered. “We’re here because… we believe you. And because we need your help.”

“Whatever killed your family, we think it’s back,” Robin continued. 

Victor Creel then turned to us, the sight of his scratched eyes forever imprinting itself into my head. 

Being arrested for breaking in into a top-security cell at an asylum was not on my bucket list.

“You’re not listening, our friend is in danger!” Nancy walked behind Doctor Hatch, pleading to let us go as we desperately explained our situation.

“Do you really expect me to believe anything you have to say at this point?” he led us once again through the listening room, the patients ignoring us as we hurried to the exit.

“It’s the truth!” I yelled at him, trying to keep up in Nancy’s ballerina flats.

“You are free to tell your sob story to the police,” the doctor said.

“Move along,” the same guard that took us to Victor’s cell pushed Robin forward when she stopped for a few seconds.

“Don’t touch me!” she put her arm away.

Clair de Lune was slowly playing in the background, the ballad contrasting to the anxiety we all three were experiencing. 

As we reached the gardens outside, Robin stood next to us, whispering rapidly into our ears.

“Victor said the night of the attack, everything went on in the house, but he made specific mention of music, he said music was playing. And then, when we asked him about the angel, he started to hum,” Robin spoke.

“Dream a Little Dream of Me,” I answered, finally recognizing the song he hummed. “Ella Fitzgerald.”

Nancy gasped. “The voice of an angel.”

“Yeah,” Robin spoke. “Hatch said that music can reach parts of the brain that words can’t. So maybe, that's the key, a lifeline.”

“A lifeline back to reality,” Nancy continued.

“It’s worth a shot,” I concluded, looking back at the two guards that followed us a few steps behind us, looking bored out of their minds. “I think we can beat them,” Nancy nodded at my words.

“What?” Robin panicked.

“To the car,” Nancy continued as well.

“Okay, I’m warning you right now, I have terrible coordination,” Robin kept panicking.

“I know, I’ve seen you in gym class,” I grinned at her, sheer determination on my face.

“Like, it took me six months longer to walk than all the other babies,” she complained, but Nancy was faster.

“Just follow our lead,” and with that, she bolted towards the parking lot. 

I ran after her, tugging Robin’s wrist so she wouldn’t stay behind.

“No, my God!”

We ran across the grass, dodging the patients and sprinting towards the car as we tried to outrun the guards. I saw one of Robin’s shoes fly next to my head, yet we couldn’t stop to retrieve it for we were running out of time. The guards were hot on our tails when we reached the car, practically jumping inside and blocking the doors as we sat down, Nancy quickly starting the car ignoring the guard on her window and hitting the glass for her to stop. 

“Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” Robin exclaimed as we both looked back, with Nancy focused on driving away from the place.

“You really are a weird runner,” Nancy laughed in shock.

I chuckled, but the moment was interrupted when our walkie went off, an anguished-sounding Dustin yelling on the other side.

“Where the hell are you? This is a code red! I repeat, a code red!” I grabbed it and placed it on my ear.

“Dus, it’s me. We copy,” I answered.

“Holy shit, finally! Please, please tell me you guys have this figured out!” Dustin kept screaming into the radio.

I paled, knowing what was most likely going on. “Play her favorite song! Now!” I yelled into the radio, shaking a bit in place after Dustin’s response of approval, the line going dead.

We all stared at each other in silence, praying that we were right, and that Max could still be saved.

“Thanks for doing this, guys. It’ll be just a minute,” I said appreciatively as I closed the car door behind me.

“Be quick, we can’t be seen here,” Nancy pleaded, but there was softness in her eyes.

I nodded at her before turning around and walking towards the shed.

I knocked on the door a few times. “Eddie? It’s me. I’m coming in,” I said before opening the door, and finding Eddie on the other side, his hand stretched.

“Sorry, I was about to open the door for you,” he grinned, letting me step inside and closing the door behind me.

“Right, I should’ve called. Sorry, I don’t have much time, I…” Eddie interrupted me.

“What the hell are you wearing?” he looked me over, heat rising to my cheeks as I remembered I was still dressed in Nancy’s clothes.

“These aren’t mine, don’t worry. It’s a long story, too, I just… I just wanted to check you’re alright,” I said, my arms limp.

I didn’t know why I was so nervous, but after everything that had happened at Pennhurst, I didn’t want to go to sleep without knowing he was fine first.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. I’m running low on supplies but I’ll live another day,” he joked.

I stared at him, my breath hitching in my throat. Out of impulse, I threw my hands around him, hiding my face in his chest as I closed my eyes, gripping his torso tightly.

“Woah, you okay there?” he reciprocated, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me even closer to him.

I nodded, but remained silent for a few minutes, simply enjoying his warmth and his company.

“Yeah, yeah, I just…” I pulled away from him, redness around my eyes. “I just really needed that,” I said. “You sure you’re okay?” I asked him, knowing my time was running out.

He nodded at me, his hands twirling the sleeves of his jacket. “I’m okay.”

With a nod and a sigh, I said goodbye, leaving a dumbfounded Eddie in the shed, as I felt my heart break a little more with each step toward Nancy’s car.

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The In-Between Chapter 10

Stranger Things x It Crossover

with some Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 6,399

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A/N - new chapter is up! I had so much fun writing this chapter! and don’t worry, we still have a few more chapters and an epilogue left so this series is not over yet! however, I am starting to think about what to write after this and was wondering if you all would like to see a Stranger Things rewrite or maybe an It rewrite? I also accept requests so if anyone was wanting me to write something, I am totally open to the idea!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please let me know what you think of this series and my future projects!

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The group stood silently in the basement of the Neibolt House, their eyes on the portal which still seemed to be glowing slightly from behind the closed barrier. Everything was riding on Eleven being able to open the portal and she knew that.

The pressure was enough to make her hands shake slightly as she tried to hype herself up and tell herself that she could do it. She felt something grab on to her hand and Eleven turned her head to see Wheeler standing beside her giving her a look of concern as he laced their fingers together.

"You okay?" he whispered, his head tilting slightly as he watched the girl.

Eleven nodded and squeezed her boyfriend's hand. "Yeah, I'm just a little nervous is all," she admitted.

"Hey, don't be," Wheeler immediately said. "Just think of all that you've done, El. Opening a portal should be the least of your worries. All you have to do is focus and you'll be fine. You've got this, okay?"

Eleven was silent as she stared at Wheeler for a moment before nodding her head. Wheeler gave her a small smile before leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to her temple. Eleven squeezed his hand one last time before the boy pulled away so that Eleven could have her space.

The young girl stared at the portal before letting her eyes flicker over all of the people around her, each one of them standing there with concern written all over their face as they thought of Y/N. Eleven's eyes hesitated on Bill who gave the girl a short nod in response. Eleven nodded back before turning her attention back to the portal.

Everyone watched as she took a deep breath to calm herself before breathing out and lifting her hand up. She put all of her focus on the portal, ignoring the people around her as she focused on nothing more than opening up the wall before her.

It took a few tries but Eleven was so determined to get it open that she finally succeeded and the goo portal began to crack open. Before they knew it, the portal had opened back up, the glowing growing in intensity as the light poured out. How ironic seeing as the Upside Down was extremely dark.

Eleven let her hand drop and she felt her whole body relax once the stress was taken away. She slumped down slightly and Wheeler was quick to go to her side, taking his long sleeve and wiping away the blood from her nose as he whispered, "You did it, El. You did it!"

It was like a small weight had been lifted off of each of their shoulders now that the gate was officially open again. This time, they would make sure not to close it before everyone was out.

"So how are we going to do this?" Lucas asked. "Are we going to charge in there all at once or-?"

"We need to stick together," Bill insisted, a look of determination on his face as he gripped the crowbar in his hands, his jacket that Y/N usually wore wrapped around his frame due to her lingering scent that helped remind him what he was fighting for. "It's either all of us or none of us, so we all need to be prepared to go in there."

He let his eyes flicker over the groups and when no one objected, Bill glanced at Steve and the two boys nodded before heading towards the portal. "Come on, assholes. Let's get a move on," Steve called back over his shoulder before him and Bill began to climb through the portal.

Lucas, Max, Ben, Beverly, Mike, Dustin, and Stan were quick to follow after the two, their fear being shoved aside by their worry and determination to get Y/N back. That left Richie, Eddie, Will, Wheeler, and Eleven.

Wheeler glanced down at Eleven and gave her a small look of concern. "You okay?" he whispered, not wanting her to overdo it in case they ended up needing her.

Eleven quickly nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. Let's go get Y/N," she said, the boy nodding back in response.

The two reached for each other's hand and were about to walk through the portal when Wheeler noticed Will hesitating. Wheeler pulled back, making Eleven stop beside him in the process.

He turned to look at his friend and frowned at the sight of Will's pale face and wide eyes. Wheeler had seen that look on his face more than he would've liked, so he knew Will was freaking out, the thought of going back into the Upside Down after everything that had happened to him probably freaking him out. Wheeler sighed and made a move to go over to Will, but stopped once he saw Richie and Eddie walking over to the boy.

"Hey, you okay?" Eddie questioned, his eyes searching Will's pale face for an answer as to why Will wasn't moving.

"Uh. . .yeah. Yeah," Will muttered making the two young boys before him share a look before Richie pushed up his glasses and began to speak.

"That sounds like a load of bullshit to me. What's wrong, Byers?" Richie asked, the small amount of concern laced in his voice making Wheeler furrow his eyebrows in confusion and shock.

Will stared at Richie blankly before looking down to his shoes. "I just. . ." he fell quiet and, to Wheeler's surprise, Richie reached out and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder while Eddie went to Will's other side.

"Is this about what happened to you?" Eddie asked, his voice soft and understanding. Will silently nodded and Eddie and Richie shared a look.

Will was shaking slightly, his eyes beginning to tear up at the thought of getting trapped in that horrendous place again after everything that had happened.

"Hey," Richie whispered as he nudged the boy, his eyes staring at Will softly once he saw the fright and tears in his eyes. "It's going to be okay. We won't let anything bad happen to you. But you got to get over this fear right now or we're not going to be able to save Y/N.

"Richie's right," Eddie nodded in agreement. "Y/N told us about you before. She cared about you so much and, when you went missing, she did everything in her power to try and get you back."

"Now she needs you," Richie continued. "Y/N needs you, Will. You can't let her down."

Will's eyes flickered over Richie and Eddie's faces before he took in a deep breath and nodded his head. "Let's go," he whispered making Richie smile and clap the boy on the shoulder.

"Thatta boy," Richie said. "Seriously though, don't worry, okay? We won't let anything happen to you. We won't let that motherfucker touch you. You're going to be just fine."

Will looked to Richie and smiled at that as he lightly nodded his head. "I believe you," Will muttered. "Thanks, Richie. Thanks, Eddie."

Both boys just gave Will a smile in return before they stayed by his side and began to direct him towards the portal.

Wheeler watched the three walk through the portal with a surprised look on his face. All he could do was just stand there as he tried to process what had just happened. Had he honestly just seen Richie Tozier being nice to someone? Comforting someone? For a second, he swore he saw a glimpse of the boy Y/N always told him about.

"Are you okay?" Eleven whispered from beside the boy.

Wheeler blinked and glanced at Eleven before nodding his head. "Yeah. . .I'm coming," he said before he reached out to take her hand once again. Eleven didn't question him and merely pulled him through the portal and to the other side where the group was waiting for them in an even more rundown version of the Neibolt House.

Stan shuddered at the sight around him while Bev took a closer step to Ben, the three having not experienced anything like this before and seeing the Upside Down for the first time.

"Where. . .where are we going first?" Stan asked. "I mean, we don't even know where Y/N is. Where do we start?"

Everyone was silent for a minute before Eleven frowned and looked to the ground. "I think. . .I think I can find her," she said making the others all look to her.

"How?" Dustin questioned.

"I'm not sure. I just. . .I have a feeling," Eleven said before she began to walk forward, her gut tugging her in one direction as if she was connected to Y/N and could sense where she was. Wheeler followed right behind seeing as he was still holding her hand and the others were quick to follow Eleven up the stairs and out of the house.

They began to walk towards the woods that were a little ways away, but as soon as they had entered the dense area, Will grew pale. "Something's not right," Will muttered and only the people nearest to him—Richie, Eddie, Max, and Dustin— frowned.

"What do you mean?" Max asked.

"Do you not think it's weird that nothing has found us yet?" Will asked, his eyes scanning over the kids' faces.

The four were silent for a second before Dustin quickly shook his head, "You're thinking about it too much, Will."

"Yeah, when Bill and Y/N were down here, they weren't found for a while," Eddie pointed out. "They might just not know we are here yet."

"But what if they do?" Will questioned. "What if they haven't found us yet because they already have and are waiting to-?"

"Byers, man, you need to calm down," Richie said as he slapped the boy's shoulder. "Pennywise is a bitch and if he knew we were down here, he would be on our ass in a second. We're fine. Quit worrying."

Will bit his lip and nodded his head before watching as Richie, Eddie, and Dustin walked ahead. However, Max stayed by his side and nudged him slightly. "We're all going to be okay. You know that, right?" Max asked.

Will let his eyes flicker over to his friend before he nodded. "Yeah, of course," he said, although his tone of voice told them both that he didn't believe it. Max sighed and just patted the boy's arm before jogging over to Lucas, leaving Will alone to think by himself.

The group continued to follow Eleven through the woods and Steve couldn't help but keep an eye on Bill who looked like he might pass out from fear. He knew Bill was only afraid of losing Y/N.

Hell, Steve knew exactly what the boy was feeling. But a seventeen year old boy shouldn't have to worry about whether the girl he had a crush on was alive or not. And the matter of the fact made Steve feel sorry for the boy.

As if sensing his stare, Bill glanced over at the boy before looking to the ground and frowning. "I'm f-f-fine, you know. I don't n-n-need you watching over m-m-me like some mother h-h-hen," Bill muttered a little angrily, though Steve knew it was only out of frustration.

"I didn't say anything," Steve defended.

"But you w-w-were thinking it," Bill retorted.

Steve chuckled softly and looked down at the bat in his hands as he swung it slightly. "She's going to be okay, Bill. We're going to get her back," Steve assured him, the words making Bill visibly relax some.

Bill bit his lip and tightened his grip on the crowbar in his hands. "I-I-I just. . .I can't l-l-lose her, Steve. I j-j-just can't," Bill whispered, his voice so soft and heartbroken that it made Steve's heart ache.

Steve stared at Bill in silence for a moment before reaching out and squeezing his shoulder. "I know, kid. I know," he whispered before the two of the most important people in Y/N's life exchanged a look and a small sympathetic smile. Steve shoved Bill playfully and the boy cracked a small smile before Steve winked at him, the two then continuing on their journey through the woods side by side.

It was only when Eleven stopped suddenly that the group stopped walking for the first time in what felt like hours. But that was also the moment that they noticed Eleven's horrified face and watched as the blood literally drained from her face leaving it as white as a sheet of paper.

Bill almost didn't want to look at what Eleven was looking at, but he managed to force himself to turn his head and the sight was enough to make his breath catch in his throat.

There was Y/N, floating above them in the air with blood dripping from her body and onto the ground below. Her eyes were a solid white as they stared at nothing, her mouth opened wide as she hung limply like she was attached to a string that was holding her up.

The sight was enough to make Bill stumble back into Steve slightly who was quick to put a hand on the boy's shoulder and steady him, his own eyes not leaving the young girl floating above them.

Eleven had her hands over her mouth now and Wheeler had an arm around her while the others all stared up at their friend. "What's wrong with her?" Max asked quietly, afraid of what the answer might be.

To everyone's surprise, Stan was the one to speak up, his voice dark and angry while his face showed no other emotion than how pissed off he was. "Pennywise," Stan spat out, his teeth gritted together as he stared up at his friend.

"Stan's right."

The sudden voice that seemed to be coming from no where made the groups all jump in surprise before they turned their backs to one another and backed up into a small circle. They all began to look around, their weapons gripped in their hands so tight that their knuckles were white, but the clown was no where to be seen.

"But Y/N wanted this," It said, his voice echoing through the air and making the hair on the back of their necks stand on end. "She wanted to float like the others."

There was a pause of silence before It said, "You can join her. You can float too."

"I think the fuck not," Richie responded as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his glare more threatening than any of the ones that had ever dawned his face.

"For once, I agree with Richie," Wheeler growled.

"Oh, but it will be so much fun," It said, but his voice came out sounding like Y/N's, a small detail that made all of them falter slightly. "Don't you want to join me, guys? We can all be friends. Don't you want that?"

"Not like this," Will replied, shaking his head.

A small growl came from what seemed like no where before It began to chant, "You can float too. You can float too. You can float you! You can float too!"

Then his voice stopped all together and it got so quiet that they could all hear ringing in their ears. The group all held their weapons even tighter than before, determined looks on their faces while Y/N floated in the air above them.

"Boo."

The group all let out screams as Pennywise jumped up from the middle of their circle, each of the kids jumping away or even tripping over their feet and falling to the ground.

"Fuck!" Dustin yelled as he tripped and fell right in front of the clown. Pennywise turned to the boy with a grin and Dustin watched in horror as the clown's mouth began to open up, its face splitting open much like the creatures Dustin was used to fighting. However, before Pennywise could grab him, a metal pipe was connecting with the clown's face and Pennywise was thrown back.

Dustin looked over at Stan with wide eyes while the boy let the metal pipe fall back down to his side and went to help the boy up. Dustin was shaking as he stood up and looked at Stan with wide eyes before yelling, "Holy shit! That clown's face just opened up like a fucking demogorgon!"

No one had time to respond because Pennywise was jumping back onto his feet, his eyes glaring at the teens while drool fell from his mouth.

"Gross," Max muttered as she grimaced, but all It did was smile.

Will was the first to sense them, his whole body tending as he looked to Beverly who stood beside him. "They're coming," he whispered, his connection with the Upside Down still there even after all these years.

Beverly gave the boy a horrified look, but didn't have time to question him before the sound of leaves rustling and branches snapping filled the air. The two groups told beside each other, fear still evident in their eyes despite the fact that they were trying so hard to be brave.

Then, from the woods, came four demogorgons, all of which came rushing pass Pennywise and towards the teens. "Shit!" Richie yelled as he took the axe he had stolen from Y/N's garage and swung at a demogorgon with all his might.

Eleven was quick to take that demogorgon and toss him to the side before another one came lunging at her. However, Mike was quick and began to shoot at the creature with the gun he had brought from his farm. He only had a certain number of bullets, so he knew he had to be careful with how many he used.

It decided to lunge at the group at that moment too and before they knew it, the group had split into two as Richie, Wheeler, Stan, Eleven, Mike, Will, and Ben fought the demogorgons and Max, Dustin, Beverly, Eddie, Lucas, Bill, Steve fought Pennywise.

Richie let out what seemed to be a battle cry as he ran towards a demogorgon and hit it with the axe. The demogorgon hissed and its mouth opened up and it lunged at the boy who tried to whack it again only to trip back. The demogorgon landed right on top of Richie and opened its mouth, the sound it made making the boy shudder beneath it.

The demogorgon went in for the kill, but all Richie felt was its warm breath against his face before it was suddenly being thrown off of him by a golf club that was being swung by none other than Wheeler. The demogorgon went flying back and hit a tree before slumping to the ground.

Richie looked up at Wheeler in surprise while Wheeler, breathing heavily, let the golf club drop to his side and his eyes flicker over to the boy on the ground. It was in that moment that the hatred the two had for each other seemed to disappear and after Wheeler had helped Richie up, the two shared a look and a nod that seemed to signify that all the bad blood between them was now gone.

Richie picked his axe up and the two turned to the demogorgon which had crawled back up and was growling at the two. Richie and Wheeler just smirked before letting out identical battle cries and swinging at the demogorgon, bringing it to the ground and killing it with one final blow from Richie's axe.

With that demogorgon dead, the two joined in with the others in defeating and killing off the three other demogorgons. Eleven would use her powers to toss them aside and keep them away from the others while the other swung and shot at the demogorgons, killing them one by one.

While they worked on defeating the demogorgons, the other half of the group worked on fighting the deranged clown which kept popping up in different places and trying to change into their worst fears.

Steve had just hit It in the head with his bat when the creature began to shake and turn into one of their fears. They had already been fighting It when he had taken the form of a spider, a demogorgon, Georgie Denbrough, and Beverly's father, but none of them were prepared when It suddenly turned around to reveal the face of Y/N L/N.

The group froze, their faces falling as they stared at the girl whose face was all scratched up and had eyes full of fear and tears. "Guys, stop. I just want to go home," Y/N cried, the sound of her voice making the whole thing more believable even though they knew the person before them was really It.

Y/N's eyes flickered over them and she whispered out, "Max, Dustin, Bev, Eds, Lucas, Stevie, please." Her eyes then landed on Bill and for a moment he swore she smirked before her face was filled with utter sadness. "Bill. Bill. Please, can we just go home?" she asked, taking a few steps closer to the boy who was shaking as he stared at her with wide eyes. "I'm scared and tired," she cried before holding a shaking hand out to the boy. "Please, Bill."

Bill shook his head. "You're n-n-not. . .you're not h-h-her," he said, his eyes flickering up to the sky as he reminded himself that Y/N was floating in the air above him and was not standing before him.

"That's just the clown, guys. It is trying to mess with your minds like he has been mine," Y/N cried. "We need to leave while we still can."

"That's not her, Bill," Max shook her head as she stared at the boy desperately. It was closest to Bill, so the others couldn't do anything without putting Bill's life in danger. Bill had to be the one to break the illusion.

"Kill it, man. Y/N needs us," Dustin said.

"Don't listen to them, Bill. I'm the real Y/N. The thing floating above us is It! He's trying to trick you!" Y/N cried.

Bill shook his head. He had just seen It turn into Y/N, hadn't he? This person standing before him was not Y/N. It couldn't be. But then again, It always was messing with his mind.

"Bill!" Eddie yelled. "It's not her!"

"How could you say that, Eds? I promised you I would get you out of here and keep you safe, but now how are you returning the favor? By trying to kill me?" Y/N asked, the words hitting Eddie just right that he stumbled back and had to look down and whisper to himself that it wasn't really her.

Bill shook his head at that, knowing that Y/N would never make a jab at someone like that, especially not Eddie. This wasn't Y/N, but his Y/N needed him.

"You're n-n-not her," Bill repeated, his eyes filling with tears as he gripped his crowbar tightly. "You're the m-m-motherfucker who took her! And now you're g-g-going to pay!"

Y/N went to turn around only for her face to meet Bill's crowbar, the hit making Y/N fall back. The group watched as Y/N began to convulse on the floor before Pennywise suddenly popped up and began to run at them, screams of surprise and terror escaping their lips as they started beating up the clown.

Just behind them, Eleven was finishing off the last demogorgon by lifting it into the air and tossing it so hard against a tree that a crack could be heard. It felt lifeless lay to the ground before the already dead tree fell on top of it.

Richie, Wheeler, Stan, Eleven, Mike, Will, and Ben all shared a nod with each other before turning to join in with the fight against Pennywise. Eleven was calm as she watched the others all beat the clown up while It tried to scratch at them and change into their worst fears.

"Guys," Eleven said, causing them all to look over at her. She smirked and turned her eyes to the clown who growled at her. "I got this."

The others all nodded and took a step back, leaving Pennywise enough room to stand up and glare at Eleven. "You got this?" Pennywise asked. "You got this?" He got deadly serious before his head began to move rapidly. Then, before Eleven could blink, the face of her old Papa was in front of her.

"You don't even know what you're doing, Eleven," the face of Brenner said. "You have a wound, Eleven. A terrible wound. . .and it's festering."

The words were meant to make the girl flinch, but all Eleven did was smirk at the clown, the action making Brenner frown. Eleven then shot her hand up and Brenner went falling back against the ground so hard that Pennywise broke through and Brenner disappeared.

Eleven began to scream and blood was dripping down from her nose as she tossed It up into the air, the others all coming to stand around her as they all glared at the clown. Eleven's screams fell quiet and she squeezed her hand slightly causing the clown to squirm under the pressure as he shifted constantly between their different fears.

But none of them were afraid, so it didn't work. Their love for Y/N was all that they felt and It knew it. It grimaced and shifted back into his clown form while Eleven smirked.

"Mouthbreather."

Eleven then let out a scream and Pennywise yelled before turning into dust right before their very eyes. Eleven fell back and the others were quick to catch her as they watched the dust fall to the ground, each of them relaxing slightly as they realized the fight was over.

From the distance, howls could be heard and Dustin tensed. "It's the demodogs. We've got to go," he said. When no one made a move to go, he looked at them with wide eyes and waved his arms as he said, "Like now!"

The others all blinked out of their shock before getting onto their feet. "How do we get Y/N?" Lucas asked.

"Actually, that won't be very hard," Ben said as he pointed at Y/N who had started to float down, her body still limp as can be.

"I've got her. You guys start running, okay? We're right behind you," Steve said as he ran over to the girl with Bill by his side.

The others hesitated but did as the boy said while Bill and Steve jumped up and grabbed onto Y/N's feet. They pulled her down to the ground and she fell limply to the floor.

"Shit," Steve muttered before he struggled to pull her up. Bill helped and within a minute, they had her in Steve's arms and were running through the forest after the others, none of them noticing that the dust that was Pennywise had started to rise into the air and towards a cloud that flashed red to reveal the Mind Flayer.

The demodogs were getting close by now, their homes and the rustling of leaves sounding as if they were right behind them. "Keep going! We're almost there!" Steve yelled before the tow broke out into the open.

Max and Beverly were waving for the two by the front door of the Well house and they quickly bolted towards that direction before they ran down to the basement with the two red heads.

Everyone was pushing through the portal by the time they reached the bottom and Steve held onto Y/N tightly as he waited for everyone else to get through, his eyes flickering back towards the stairs every couple of seconds to make sure that the demodogs were not coming.

Right when he heard the demodogs breaking into the house was when Steve was finally making his way through the portal. Hands began to pull him and Y/N through before he stumbled out of the portal. Stan and Mike were quick to steady the boy while Eleven rushed to the portal and began to use her powers to close the gate.

"Come on, El! You got this!" Eddie cheered as he stood behind the girl.

"Let's go, El! Almost there!" Max exclaimed as she watched the portal start to close.

The rest of the Losers and the Party quickly joined in cheering on Eleven while Steve looked down at the girl in his arms who he realized wasn't moving.

Eleven finally managed to close the portal and everyone cheered before either high-fiving her or giving the girl a hug. The kids began to celebrate as they realized they had successfully rescued Y/N and been able to close the gate.

Bill smiled at his friends before turning to Steve who was looking at Y/N in concern as he carefully set her on the ground. Bill's smile instantly vanished once he saw Steve's eyes filling with tears as the older boy gently shook the girl and whispered, "Hey, squirt. Come on, wake up."

Bill felt the blood drain from his face as he shoved past the others and over to the girl, falling down to his knees across from Steve. Steve glanced up at Bill, but quickly looked away and tried to hide his tears, not wanting Bill to grow more upset.

Bill's eyes were glued on the girl in front of him while the others all hesitantly walked up behind him. "Why isn't she waking up?" Mike whispered, his eyes searching the faces of his friends frantically while they all shook their heads.

"Y/N?" Bill whispered softly, his head tilting to one side as he reached a hand out and placed it on the girl's arm. "H-H-Hey, you're okay now. Y-Y-You can wake up. You're s-s-safe."

When the girl didn't respond, Bill scooted a little closer and shook her gently. "Y/N?" he whispered again, his voice coming out just a little bit more desperate and concerned.

His eyes flickered up to Steve and he gave the boy a confused look. "Steve, why. . .w-w-why isn't she w-w-waking up?" Bill asked, despite knowing deep down what was happening.

Steve stared at the boy in silence before leaning down and pressing his ear to the girl's chest. He then sat up and put his fingers to her wrist only for nothing to happen.

Steve froze and took a second before finally allowing his tear filled eyes to meet Bill's. That single look was enough to make Bill's face contort in pain as he shook his head.

"No," Bill said, his head shaking as tears filled his eyes. "Sh-Sh-She can't. . .Sh-Sh-She's not. . ." Bill looked down at Y/N as a few tears fell down his cheeks. "I. . .I can't lose h-h-her. I lost my br-br-brother once. . .I c-c-can't lose anyone else. Especially Y/N."

Bill shook the girl again. "Come on, Y/N," he whispered, but when she didn't respond, the boy leaned forward and began to preform CPR.

Everyone was tearing up at this point. Eleven was leaning on Wheeler for support while Max and Beverly held onto each other's arms. Richie squeezed his eyes shut and ran his hands through his hair before muttering, "Fuck." Eddie had a hand on Richie's shoulder and Stan, Ben, and Mike all shared a saddened look while Dustin, Will, and Lucas all stared at the ground with their hands balled into fists.

Steve was silent as he watched Bill who was on the verge of a panic attack. Tears were streaming down Steve's face as he watched Bill and he let out a small sigh and reached out to put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Kid. . ." Steve whispered, his whole body shaking as he tried to keep himself calm, but Bill just shoved Steve away and glared at him.

"No!" Bill yelled, his eyes blazing with a fire as tears streamed down his face. Bill shook his head at Steve before looking down at Y/N and letting out a small sob. "C-C-Come on, Y/N! Damnit! W-W-Wake up!" Bill cried out as he continued the CPR.

He tried for a minute longer before the reality of the situation hit him. Bill let out another sob as he leaned back, his eyes flickering to Y/N's face as he looked at her sadly and whispered, "Pl-Pl-Please. Please don't l-l-leave me."

With shaking hands, Bill moved some hair from Y/N's face before leaning down and pressing a small kiss to her lips, the tears on his cheeks falling onto Y/N's face before he pulled away. His whole body was shaking as he lifted Y/N's body and pulled her into his lap. He held her face against his chest and began to rock back and form as he cradled her close to is body, soft cries leaving his mouth as he realized he was late.

He was too late.

Everyone began to cry at that point and Steve watched Bill sadly before letting out a sob of his own as he put his hands against his eyes and muttered, "Damnit!"

But then a small gasp filled the air and everyone quickly looked up and watched as Y/N's eyes shot open, coughs falling from her mouth as she desperately gasped for air. Bill, who had been holding onto her, jumped back in surprise, scooting away from the girl as he looked at her with wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Y/N coughed for a moment more before blinking a few times and bringing her head up to look around. She was breathing heavily as she met the eyes of her friends who were all staring at her with wide eyes and tear stained faces. Y/N didn't know how she ended up back in the arms of her friends, but it didn't take much for her to know that she was safe now and that Pennywise and the Upside Down were closed off from her again.

Everyone was looking at her in surprise and she could tell by the sad looks on their face that something bad had happened. Eating to lighten the mood, Y/N frowned before asking, "Why do you all look like someone just died?"

Bill was the first to break the silence with his laugh, the tears falling from his eyes now being out of joy as he lunged forward and practically tackled the girl in a hug. Y/N let out a small yelp of surprise but as soon as Bill's familiar scent filled her senses and she felt the warmth of his arms around hers as he dug his face into the crook of her neck, she couldn't help but relax.

Y/N instantly held back onto the boy, letting out a small relief as she closed her eyes. "You came back for me," she finally managed to whisper, not even noticing all the eyes that were watching them and the smiles that were on her friends' faces.

"Always," Bill whispered back as he held onto her tighter. "Always."

It was a moment longer before Bill finally let go of her, knowing that the others wanted nothing more than to hug the girl, but even then, their eyes never left each other for longer than a few seconds at a time.

And it was in that moment, with everyone cheering and hugging Y/N while Bill just smiled lovingly at her from afar that she knew just how loved she was.

Pennywise may know a thing or two about fear, but what he didn't understand was love. And the love the two groups had for one another and for Y/N was the exact reason for his downfall.

"Okay, I love you, Y/N, and I'm loving this whole reunion thing, but we all smell and look like shit," Richie laughed, making the others all chuckle as Y/N returned to Bill's side.

Everyone's eyes flickered over to the girl and she smiled at them. "Let's get out of here then. We can clean up back at my house," she told them.

The others all nodded and began to walk out of the attic and Y/N couldn't help but notice how the groups had all seemed to mingle together. She even saw Wheeler and Richie fist bump each other before exiting the basement side by side.

Y/N smiled at the sight before she felt something wrapping around her shoulders. The girl turned to meet Bill's smiling face as he wrapped his jacket around her, the same one he had been holding on for her since she disappeared.

Y/N smiled and was quick to put the jacket on before leaning into Bill for a quick embrace. The boy smiled down at her and Y/N couldn't help but notice the sharp contrast between the way Pennywise's version of Bill had looked at her and the real Bill that looked at her right now.

The sight made her smile and Bill didn't even stop himself before he leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to the girl's temple causing Y/N to close her eyes and let out a small hum of content.

"Hey, assholes! Quit making out in the creepy house and let's go home!" Richie yelled down to them making the two chuckle.

"Shut the fuck up, Tozier!" Y/N yelled back with a laugh, the sound to Richie's own laughter following not too long after.

Y/N shook her head and glanced at Bill only to find that he was already looking at her with that goofy grin of his on his face. She smiled and reached out before gently taking his hand in her own. "Come on," she whispered.

And with that, the two teens walked up from the basement and out of the house with their friends by their side, leaving the Upside Down and Pennywise behind.

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