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Sunmary: In which Eddie has all sorts of crises because he witnessed that dorky handshake between Dustin and Steve. Warning, It's kind of long.

Eddie definitely conformed to the idea that all jocks are the same, and when he looked at Steve Harrington, he wanted to believe that it's true. He wants to believe so badly that he doesn't have a heart underneath all that hair because otherwise, it meant that Eddie has been treating them the same way they've been treating him and his friends. . .like they're something to be looked down upon just because their interests don't align. He also wanted so badly to believe that with that big house and all that money that people like Steve had it easy. . .that life wasn't all just one giant middle finger for everyone.

He was wandering around the mall to get away from the heat when he spotted Steve Harrington and a kid with curly hair in a hat. The uniform for Scoops Ahoy was completely ridiculous, but somehow, Steve Harrington made it work. He watched as he did this completely ridiculous handshake with the kid. It was also ridiculously adorable, especially with the way that Steve did this open-mouthed grin. Huh, there was more to Steve Harrington than meets the eyes. Eddie quickly shook his head. Nope, nope! He definitely liked girls. Definitely.

When he came back later, they were definitely doing something fishy. This time, they were with the other girl that worked there, and they were. . .plying an even younger girl with ice cream. Okay. That was fucking weird. He couldn't help but watch them for a while, and eventually, when the parlor was empty, they went into the back. It wouldn't hurt to take a peak at what they were doing, right? He went into the parlor and headed towards the back.

"Great, now I'm stalking him. What the fuck am I doing?" Eddie muttered.

He slid open the partition, and his eyes widened when he saw her going through a vent. Okay, what the fuck? Should he call the police? No, because then he would get arrested for stalking. Eddie heard her mention something about "operation child endangerment" and he cursed under his breath. Yeah, he should definitely do something, right? Somehow, he ended up following them all out back to a door that apparently the younger girl had opened for them. Eddie learned the other one in the sailor uniform was named Robin, the boy in the hat was named Dustin, and the younger girl was named Erica. Eddie wasn't sure how he managed to do it, but he slipped into the room without them noticing and hid in the corner behind the boxes. How he didn't make a sound, he wasn't sure. All of a sudden, the room plummeted. It wasn't a storage closet. It was a fucking elevator.

"We're going down! We're going down!" Steve screamed.

"Yeah, no shit, Harrington!" Robin screamed.

Steve got to the panel on the wall and started pressing buttons.

"Why don't these buttons work?!" Steve exclaimed.

"Press the button!" Erica exclaimed.

"What do you think I'm doing?!" Steve screamed at her.

Eddie drowned out the screaming as he tried to focus on not throwing up and giving away his position. When it came to a stop, the boxes fell over and covered him. At least they hadn't fallen onto his groin. Poor Steve. Eddie winced and tried not to make a sound. Why not make a sound? Why not tell them he was here? He still wasn't sure why he was here or why in the fuck he had to follow them? He cursed his curious nature and his stupid thirst for adventure. It was his mom's fault, really, for reading him the Hobbit as a bedtime story. He remembered after he first came to live with Wayne, how he wanted to explore the neighborhood. It was like a whole new world to him, and it had been full of cats. He remembered the brown one with the prettiest green eyes, practically pleading with him to follow, and Eddie did. The next thing Eddie knew he had been lost. Wayne had been pissed, worried as hell that something had happened to him. It had been the first time in a long time that someone had cared about him like that, not since his mama died. Eddie cursed silently at himself for following yet another pretty cat. Steve Harrington? Pretty? Yeah, like in the way he found guys pretty, not like the way he found girls pretty. Particularly cheerleaders. Hmm, Steve Harrington, in a cheerleader uniform. Nope, nope! Focus, Munson! What the fuck was that anyway?

"Just so you nerds are aware," Erica said once they established that they needed a key card to work the elevator. "I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's, and Tina always covers for me, but if I'm not home for Uncle Jack's party tomorrow and my mom finds out you three are responsible, she's gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slit your throats."

"I don't care about Tina!" Steve shrieked. "Or Uncle's Jack party! Your mom's not going to be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator!"

Eddie couldn't help himself. He started laughing, and everyone got quiet.

"What the shit?!" Dustin exclaimed.

Suddenly, the boxes were being pulled off of him, and Steve's face appeared.

"Munson?"

"Harrington."

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Steve asked.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Eddie asked. "I mean, what the fuck was your plan when you guys met the Russsians who have apparently invaded Hawkins?! Jesus H Christ!"

Eddie jumped up and began pacing as much as he could in this enclosed space.

"Who is this, Steve?" Dustin asked.

"How did you even get in here?" Steve asked.

"I tuck and rolled inside like a ninja," Eddie said, grinning proudly, and Steve giggled, covering it up as a cough. "After I followed you here when I saw you acting squirrelly, more specifically when I saw you guys pushing a little girl into a vent. I would have called the cops but I'm alas, I am a drug dealer. . .so I doubt they would believe me. I thought I would do a little investigating of my own, Eddie the Banished venturing into the unknown."

"You sound like you play D&D," Dustin said, narrowing his eyes at him. "Steve, again, who is this guy?"

"Dustin Henderson meet Eddie Munson," Steve said with a sigh. "He created a D&D club at the high school."

"There's a D&D club at the high school?! Steve, why am I just hearing about this?" Dustin asked.

"I wasn't sure if it would still be there once he, you know, graduated," Steve said.

"Well, I would have passed it onto Gareth or Jeff, but I guess that doesn't really matter since I'm back for another year," Eddie said.

"Wait. So that means that I'll be joining next year!" Dustin exclaimed. "That is if you'll let me!"

"That is if we live," Erica scoffed. "Nerds."

"Can we do this later?" Robin asked. "When we're not, you know, trapped in a Russsian elevator!"

"Yeah, yeah," Steve said, rolling eyes.

They ended up spending the night in the elevator. The kids fell asleep, but Robin, Eddie, and Steve stayed up, talking about what they were going to do. At one point, Robin nodded off, leaving Eddie and Steve alone. Eddie talked about his uncle, how he had come in here to look for a present for his birthday. Steve bitterly mentioned his parents and how they probably wouldn't notice that he was missing. Eddie realized then that money really can't buy everything.

"You know I would haven't followed you in here if I hadn't seen you do that dorky ass adorable handshake with Dustin," Eddie said.

"I'm adorable?" Steve asked with a smirk.

"No, no! I said the handshake was adorable," Eddie corrected. "You are a total dork, Steve Harrington."

"I am not!" Steve laughed.

"It's okay. I like dorks," Eddie said, and Steve smiled sweetly, ducking his head.

Once they got out of the elevator, thanks to Steve’s quick thinking, they began their journey down a long corridor. Steve and Dustin clearly knew something that they didn't. Honestly, it made Eddie feel a little left out.

"Hey, Robin, do you remember when we saw that super awesome thing that we can't talk about?" Eddie asked her.

"Oh, yeah, totally. Man, I wish we could talk about it," Robin said. "But alas, we cannot."

"Yeah, you guys are hilarious. You two should do stand-up!" Steve said sarcastically.

"How about it, Robin?" Eddie asked. "Wanna get out of here and get a jump start on our careers?"

"Oh, yeah, absolutely, Munson," Robin replied.

Steve flipped them off, and Eddie clutched his chest, feigning shock. They all laughed, except Erica.

"Don't you think that we should, I don't know, be quiet while we're sneaking through a secret Russian underground base?"

They continued to wonder down the hallway until they reached a communications room. Unfortunately, it was occupied. The Russian stood up, alarmed. Robin tried to confuse him with Russian, but it hadn't worked. Steve suddenly hollered and tackled him. Eddie clutched Dustin, holding him back as he could only watch. He suddenly realized that he should probably help when Steve picked up something and knocked out the Russian. Steve gasped, running his fingers through his hair and gazed at Eddie.

"I like girls, I like girls, I like girls," Eddie whispered.

"What was that?" Robin asked.

"I said I like pearls," Eddie said quickly.

"Right."

Of course, that's when things went to shit and shortly after, they got caught by the Russians. Eddie almost escaped with the kids through the ducts after Steve pleaded with him to look after the kids, but then someone grabbed him by the foot and pulled him out. He motioned for the kids to keep going, and then he was taken. Fuck. Goddamnit. Shit. Is this how he was going to die?

"Your curiosity is going to get you killed one day, boy," Wayne had told him after he found him in the woods.

Eddie cursed Wayne for being right and then cursed himself because he was probably never going to see him again. He was going to die down here, and Wayne will probably never know. Eddie started bucking and wiggling around in the soldier's grasp. He screamed. He didn't see where they had taken Robin and Steve. Where were they? What were they doing to them? The two soldiers dragged him into the room and threw him onto the floor. They stood over him talking to him in Russian, but he didn't understand. He kept shaking his head at them, screaming at them. Another soldier came in, muttered to one of the guards, and suddenly, he started speaking English to the other soldier.

"The boy in the sailor uniform, he was very loud, screamed at us. He clearly wanted to go first," the Russian said. "He is being beaten as we speak."

They wanted him to know. Fuckers. Steve. . .Steve was loud, and he made as much noise as possible. He did that so they wouldn't pay attention to Robin. Fuck. Eddie blinked back tears. He had to do something. He remembered when he did that play once for Drama and how he over did it with the dramatics when his character had died.

"You look like you're seizing, Munson," the teacher had told him with a sigh.

Eddie made sure to do it exactly what he did then, and soon, he was shaking his entire body, locking it up. He tried to bring up as much spit as possible, just to give it a little flare. The Russians started cursing, and they moved closer. He stilled his body and looked off into the distance, then held his breath. His mama always called him her little fish, the way he flopped around in the water and how he could hold his breath for a really long time. Her little guppy, her little fish, but most importantly, her sweet little boy. Would he see her again? Maybe it would all be worth it if he saw her again.

"He's dead!" One soldier claimed and began muttering in Russian.

"He will not be pleased," the other said. "Check the pulse!"

When they came closer to him, he grabbed their guns as he jumped up suddenly, and he wacked them upside the head with them. They collapsed at his feet. The soldier scrambled for his gun, but luck was on Eddie's side because the soldier's gun was stuck. Eddie hollered, rushed towards him, and knocked him out with the butt of the guns.

"That's how you're supposed to use them, right?" Eddie asked no one.

Eddie left the room to try to find Steve and Robin, only to find a better weapon than the guns he was carrying. Giant glowing sticks that could probably take down a dinosaur. God. He would love to have a dinosaur. Right, focus. He burst into a room, flickering the stick to life and jabbing a scientist looking dude in the chest. Robin and Steve were strapped to a couple of chairs, giggling. Steve looked all bloody and he winced.

"Eddie! Oh, man, I was wishing that you were here!" Steve exclaimed, grinning.

"Oh, damn, did they drug you?" Eddie asked.

Suddenly, Dustin came bursting in weilding the same weapon he had. He looked disappointed that he didn't get to use it.

"Oh, hey, you found them too," Dustin said. "We should duel with them later. Reenact a scene from Star Wars."

"Yes!"

"Something inside me tells me that I should probably say no," Steve said and then smiled at Eddie. "Eddie, what are you doing here?!"

"I'm here to rescue a damsel in distress!" Eddie said with a grin.

"I am no damsel, Munson, but I am in distress!" Robin said with a giggle.

"I was talking about Steve," Eddie laughed.

"You're the damsel, Munson. A very pretty damsel," Steve said.

"Let's go!" Erica snapped as she untied them.

They climbed into a weirdly built vehicle with a cage in the back. He was already in the cage when Eddie realized he was letting children drive, but it was too late to change anything now. Steve’s head fell into his lap.

"However, will I thank you for rescuing me, Munson?" Steve asked, fluttering his eyelashes at him.

"Uh, Steve! You realize that you're flirting with a guy, right?!" Dustin asked.

"God! I like both, okay? Jeeze, dad, stop trying to burn my magazines again. It's called being a bicycle!" Steve exclaimed.

"You mean bisexual?" Eddie said.

"That's what I said," Steve said, giving him a goofy smile.

A warm feeling filled his chest, and he suddenly wondered why he had never thought about it before. He knew about it. He knew Bowie was a bisexual but how come he never thought that he could be like that? How did Eddie not realize that all the times that he looked at a girl the way he did, he also looked at a guy like that. The denial had been stuck in him deep. Oh, fuck, this was the wrong time to realize that he wasn't straight. Oh, shit, he had a crush on Steve Harrington. Goddamnit. Steve reached up and booped him on the nose.

After they ran from the Russians, they hid in the theater. Eddie managed to pull Steve away from digging into the trash like a raccoon and pushed him into a seat. He collapsed into the seat next to Steve while Robin sat on his other side. Ugh, great, Back to the Future. Eddie just watched this with Wayne. Great film, but he just watched it. All of a sudden, Steve pressed his cheek into Eddie's shoulder, gazing at him with a goofy smile.

"Is this a date?" Steve whispered.

"No, I'd prefer my dates to be sober," Eddie said.

"Oh, so you don't wanna date me?" Steve pouted.

"I didn't say that," Eddie said quickly.

"You want to date me?"

"I want you to be sober when we have this conversation," Eddie replied.

Steve giggled, sliding his hand down Eddie's arm and into his hand. He laced their fingers together.

"They fit!"

It was after Dustin left that Robin and Steve decided to leave. Eddie cursed and followed after them. Once again, he had to stop Steve from eating popcorn out of the trashcan. He finally caught up with them, drinking out of the water fountain and debating on whether Michael J Fox was trying to bang his mom. This whole conversation made him laugh until the thought popped into his head that they had both been drugged against their will. The thought of selling drugs again after this made Eddie's stomach churn. Maybe he should get a real job. And just like that, Steve and Robin were gone again. Eddie cursed and chased after them. He turned every which way, trying to find them.

"Goddamnit!" Eddie exclaimed, running his fingers in his hair and gripping his tightly.

He let go of his hair, took deep breaths, and thought about where one might go if they were high. Bathroom, they would probably go to the bathroom if they needed to throw whatever they took up. Eddie rushed to the bathroom, opening the door when he heard Robin coming out to Steve, and he winced. He really had bad timing. He tried to back track slowly but paused when he heard his name.

"I definitely think that I have a crush on Eddie," Steve said.

"Yeah. No shit," Robin said.

"I don't know. I think he might like me back, but you know, I've been wrong about this kind of thing before," Steve said.

Eddie was leaning hopefully against the door when he lost his balance and fell into the bathroom. He cursed loudly, and suddenly, they were both standing over him.

"Hey," Eddie said casually as he continued laying on the floor. "How are you? I can see that you're sober now, so that's good. Good, good."

"How much of that did you hear?" Steve asked.

"Nothing. I heard nothing," Eddie said quickly.

"So, you heard everything?"

"Yeah. . .but I won't tell anyone, Robin, I swear, and I'm okay with it. I mean, you're definitely not wrong. Not wrong about me at all, but everything is happening so fast. One minute, I'm in complete denial and then BAM! I also like guys, and I knew about Bowie, so why didn't I think it also applied to me, you know?" Eddie rambled on as he stared at Steve's legs. "It's just so fast."

"You just realized you're bisexual?" Steve asked softly and Eddie nodded.

Steve pulled him into a hug. There were no expectations from that hug. . .just acceptance. Eddie realized he was crying when he felt Robin join in on the hug.

"I mean, on top of that, the Russians want to kill us!" Eddie sobbed. "What the fuck?"

The door burst open, and Eddie heard the sound of Dustin's voice.

"Uh, what's going on?" He asked.

"It's his first time dealing with all of this," Steve said, as he patted Eddie's back.

"You guys been through this before?!" Eddie asked.

"Uh, right. Oh, by the way, it's totally cool that you're bisexual Steve," Dustin said. "You're still my brother."

"Oh my God! He's such an awesome little dude," Eddie said, sniffling.

"Are we sure that he wasn't drugged too?" Dustin asked.

After they left the bathroom, they were once again chased by the Russians. They dove over the counter in the food court, Eddie practically collapsing against Steve. Eddie took his hand, gripping it tight. He couldn't help it. He had to peak. Eddie looked over and watched as a fucking car rolled over the Russians like they were bowling pins. It rolled over them like an invisible force had pushed it. Eddie looked up at the second floor. A group of kids, Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers, stood there. A girl at the front stared down at them. Her nose was bleeding. Eddie's eyes widened. Holy shit, that girl has superpowers.

"Who is this?" A pale boy asked, staring at Eddie.

"Who is she?" Nancy asked, pointing at Robin.

"Who are these guys?" Eddie asked, grinning. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to be left out."

"Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Nancy, Jonathan. . .this is Eddie Munson, leader of a D&D club at the high school and the guys who saved Steve and Robin from being killed by the Russians," Dustin introduced.

"Russians?!" They exclaimed.

"D&D?!" Will exclaimed.

Before anyone could ask anything else, El the supergirl collapsed. Turns out there was something wiggling inside of her leg. Eddie was helping hold down her leg while Jonathan hovered over her with a knife when he caught El staring at him.

"Hi," He said.

"Are you my brother?" El asked.

"Uh. . ."

"Oh shit, you guys kind of do look alike," Dustin said.

"I don't know, kid, what's your father's name?" Eddie asked as Jonathan cut into her leg.

"Aunt Becky said his name was Andrew Rich," El said.

"Shit," Eddie cursed as Jonathan dug into her leg, and she yelled.

El ended up pulling the weird squishy thing out of her using her powers, and Chief Hopper, her adopted dad, stepped on it like it was a bug. Eddie sent Dustin to grab the biggest first aid he could find with needle and thread. He was going to have to stitch her up.

"Are you sure you can do this?" Hopper asked with El in his arms.

Dustin had come back with the first aid kid, and Eddie was preparing to stitch her up.

"I have done this several times for my dad, who was too drunk to do it himself. He was a doctor who showed me how. He kind of lost it after my mama died, and he kept getting into bar fights. The real person he was mad at was himself, though," Eddie said. "But you can't fight yourself. . .well. . ."

"How did she die?" El asked softly.

"Cancer. My dad was an oncologist, I think it killed him that he couldn't save her. I think it was also the fact that he wasn't a very good husband to her before she got sick. He practically cheated on her their entire marriage," Eddie said as he stitched her up. "When he went from bar fights to Grand Theft Auto, he did the only decent thing he ever did in his life and dropped me off at his brother's."

"Was she a good mama?" El asked.

"The best," Eddie whispered.

"I'm sorry," El said.

"Yeah," Eddie said, his voice choking.

"Is it true?" El asked.

"Is what true?" Hopper asked.

"Are you my brother?" El asked.

"Well, when he would go to bars to pick up women, he always used to use a false name. Well, for his last name anyway. Andrew Rich," Eddie said as he finished up wrapping his leg. "So, yeah, I guess I'm your brother."

He grinned, and she did the same. She leaned over and poked his dimples, doing the same to hers. Eddie laughed. El leaned forward and hugged him.

"I did not see that coming," Dustin said.

"Weren't you the one who said that they looked alike?" Steve asked.

"Semantics," Dustin waved him off.

Eddie pulled back from the hug, smiling as he blinked away the tears.

"Your bio dad is a disappointment, but let me tell you, our uncle is not. I think he would like to get to know you," Eddie said. "If your dad is okay with that?"

"It's her decision," Hopper said gruffly as he kissed her forehead.

"I would like to meet him," El said firmly.

There were so many more questions that Eddie had for El, and clearly, she had some too, but there were clearly more important things happening. Apparently, there was this thing called the Mind Flayer, the name had been taken from D&D, and it had built a monster from people. Ugh. Steve summed it up perfectly.

"Sorry. So, just to be clear, this. . . big fleshy spider thing that hurt El, it's some kind of giagantic. . .weapon? But instead of, like, screws and metal, the Mind Flayer made its weapon out of melted people?" Steve asked.

"Yes, exactly."

"Yeah. Okay. Yeah, I'm just making sure," Steve muttered.

Eddie was glad that he wasn't the only freaked out by that. Everything about this situation was overwhelming. He figured out his sexual identity and developed a crush on Steve Harrington while running from the Russians, then learned he had a sister! That last part actually wasn't too surprising, knowing how big of a slut his dad was. To top it all off, there was a fucking monster from another dimension made of melted people. Everything else before that seemed like nothing compared to the people who died. Or were they dead? If not, could they feel what's happening? Are they aware? God. He can't believe he's saying this, but. . .he hoped they were dead. He hoped they didn't know. They, however, were alive and not melted. He could be thankful for that.

"You okay?" Steve whispered.

"No. I was just thinking about those people. . ."

"Yeah, me too."

Steve brushed his hand against his, and Eddie felt the corners of his lips twitch. God, it was the little things that made Eddie absolutely crazy for this man. It wasn't long after that they had to part ways. Hopper, Joyce, and Murray were going down to the bunker to shut the machine that was opening the gate off. Murray creeped him out. He kept sending him, and Steve odd looks the entire time. It was like he knew. Meanwhile, Steve and Robin were going to take Dustin along with Erica to Dustin's fancy radio so they could navigate them through the bunker. The others were going to Murray's place.

"Take care of your sister," Hopper said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "You're a good kid."

"Says the guy who arrested me a couple of times," Eddie said.

"The first time wasn't exactly your fault now, was it?" Hopper said, and then he was gone.

When Steve was set to leave, Eddie couldn't help himself. He threw his arms around Steve and hugged him tightly. Eddie burrowed his face into Steve’s neck and breathed in his scent. Eddie gagged.

"Oh. You stink, sweetheart," Eddie said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, let me just stop in the middle of this very fucked up situation and take a shower," Steve said, smiling.

"My nose would appreciate it, darling," Eddie replied, and Steve pushed him.

"Go protect your sister," Steve replied.

It was pure luck in the end that saved them and his sister. Right when the Mind Flayer was about to strike her down, the machine had been destroyed, he guessed, while Eddie cradled his sister in his arms. His face was swollen and bleeding from Hargrove's assault. Eddie let her sob into his chest, tired from fighting. That's when the American soldiers came in and led them outside into the parking lot, watching as the mall burned. He met Steve there, El leaning against his side until she spotted Hopper and Joyce. El took off towards them while Eddie took off towards Steve and Robin. He ended up pulling Robin into the hug as well. Steve breathed a sigh of relief into Eddie's neck.

"Eddie, sweetheart, you stink," Steve said.

All three of them started laughing.

"Don't worry, Robin, you stink too. Didn't want you to feel left out," Eddie said.

"You could have left me out of that, thank you, Munson," Robin replied.

"Eddie!" He heard his uncle's voice from across the lot.

Eddie broke the hug and saw his uncle running towards him. Eddie met him halfway, colliding with him into a tight hug.

"Uncle Wayne, damn it's good to see you," Eddie said.

"You didn't come home, and I saw the helicopters. . .I just knew so I followed them," Wayne said and pulled back. "What happened to your face, boy?"

"I got trampled on the way out," Eddie lied smoothly.

"You don't have to tell me what happened but please don't try to bullshit me, okay?" Wayne asked.

"I like boys and girls," Eddie blurted out.

"Well, I knew that, son," Wayne said.

"You knew?" Eddie asked in a quiet voice. "How did you know before I did?!"

"You don't think I know my own nephew?" Wayne asked, scoffing. "Besides, you aren't as mysterious as you think you are."

Eddie pouted. El suddenly appeared at his side, and he grinned, wrapping his arm around her.

"Oh, Uncle Wayne, this is El. . .she's my half sister," Eddie said proudly.

"Well, I don't think we need a DNA test. She looks a lot like you, Eds," he said and held out his hand. "Wayne Munson."

"El Hopper," she said, knocking his hand aside and hugging him.

"I may have told her that you're the best, and you give the best hugs," Eddie said cheerily.

Wayne chuckled and hugged her back.

"Easy there, Ellie, I'm an old man, now," Wayne said as she squeezed him and pulled back.

"Hah! Eddie and Ellie!" Eddie exclaimed and El giggled.

"I love it!"

Eddie watched the helicopters flying around overhead. He glanced back over to Steve, who was standing there awkwardly. He waved him over, and Steve raised an eyebrow with a curious look in his eyes. Eddie rolled his eyes and waved him over again. Steve jogged over, and Eddie played music in his head as he did so. He was sure he was grinning like an idiot. He made it out. He was alive. He had a family, new friends, and he had sort of gotten the guy! The guy! That part was still a little fuzzy. Were they together?

A FEW MONTHS LATER. . .Steve’s POV

Steve yawned and stretched, feeling that the other side of the bed was empty. Where was his boyfriend? Steve wondered out of the room and walked downstairs. The last few months had been great. There was still a lot of recovery left to do because of Starcourt. Everyone still had nightmares because of it. Some couldn't handle it, though. Billy had survived, but he couldn't handle what happened and had split town with his dad. Susan nearly fell apart, and she would have if it hadn't been for Hopper. Her and Max were now living in Eddie's trailer park. Ellie had been ecstatic that her brother, her uncle, and her best friend were now living quite close. Ellie was a name she had been happy to take up, but anyone was welcome to still call her El. Steve and Eddie had developed quite quickly, not that Steve had complained. He saw a future with Eddie, and there was hope that it was going to happen. That is, if he could find his gremlin of a boyfriend.

"Eddie?" Steve asked.

"In here!" Eddie called from the kitchen.

Steve sighed when he walked downstairs. There was a trail of mud leading from the backdoor to the kitchen. Steve followed it to see Eddie crouching on the floor covered head to foot in mud.

"Eddie?"

"Guess what? We have a baby!" Eddie exclaimed delightfully.

Eddie stepped back to reveal a brown kitten drinking a saucer of milk.

"Where did you find that?" Steve said.

"I followed him, and then the poor thing was stuck in the mud," Eddie said, picking it up and looking underneath. "It's a boy! Steve, we have a son! What should we name him?"

"I don't know. . .uh, Brownie?" Steve asked, crowing beside him and scratching behind the kitten's ear.

"How original," Eddie said sarcastically and then gasped. "Bowie! Bowie would be so perfect!"

"Bowie Munson!" Steve exclaimed.

"He's taking my name?" He asked with big eyes.

"Of course, for the daddy that found him!" Steve exclaimed. "Plus, he has the same crazy look in his eyes that you do."

"Hey! Rude!" Eddie said and grinned. "I'm going to go called Ellie Bellie and Dusty Buns! They need to know that they're an auntie and an uncle!"

"You're going to clean this up, right?" Steve asked.

"Of course, baby!" Eddie exclaimed and disappeared down the hall.

Bowie meowed at his feet.

"Your daddy's full of shit," Steve said. "I'm going to be the one to clean it up. I wouldn't change a thing, though. Your daddy makes life interesting. I'm so glad he followed us."

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