actually so excited for robin to save nancy from vecna you don’t understand…
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Creelarke where, instead of the massacre, Henry escaped the Lab with Eleven that day.
he and Eleven needed to find some place to hide, a shelter. and Henry knew it’s been more than a decade since he and Scott were separated. maybe Scott already moved out of Hawkins, and even if Scott still lived here, they were both adults now; Henry didn’t know if Scott would still recognize or even remember him. but he didn’t know any other place to go.
so he and Eleven went to Scott’s house (obviously, Eleven didn’t know Scott, she was just following Henry.)
“is this your friend’s house?” Eleven asked, because Henry had been standing in front of Scott’s house — too afraid to knock — for several minutes now.
the house still looked the same, same color and everything. it was almost too overwhelming for Henry, being here again (the place where he and Scott shared so many memories together) when he thought he would rot at that place, the Lab.
is this your friend’s house? Eleven’s question was simple, and yet Henry never seemed to find his voice.
but in the end he gathered up his courage, saying “I hope so,” before eventually — eventually — Henry knocked.
what if it’s someone else opening the door? what if it’s Scott’s wife opening the door?
Henry didn’t know why the latter scared him more than any other possibilities his mind came up with. he didn’t know if Scott was married, if he was in a relationship with anyone. and he didn’t know why the thoughts of Scott being in love with someone else felt like a knife to the heart. it wasn’t like he and Scott were ever a thing. they were just children.
but Henry’s heart was beating faster and faster as seconds went by (he was sure Eleven could hear it).
it’s only been less than half a minute, but it felt to Henry like forever, before the door opened.
Scott had changed so much. Henry could barely recognize him. but those eyes, they were the same. Henry recognized Scott’s eyes anywhere.
Scott looked… shocked, to see a grown man and a child standing on his front porch. but Scott’s eyes were glued to Henry.
and Henry had no idea if Scott knew who he was, if Scott recognized or remembered him.
but after a moment of silence, Scott’s mouth started moving, the name Henry thought he’d never hear from Scott’s mouth again. —
“Henry? is that you?”
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