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Mitch stood behind Dustin, the funeral quiet and sad.

Mitch felt no sadness though. With El and the boys, and Johnathan and Nancy both thinking Will was alive, Mitch couldn't help but feel hope that this wasn't the end for Will Byers.

Dustin started talking in the middle of the funeral, making Mitch pinch his neck, which immediately shut him up.

When say their 'condolences' to the Byers family. Dustin and Michelle just walked past Will's father, Mitch making sure to give him a death glare and harsh shoulder bump.

She then smiled lightly at Joyce, giving her a hug, "Everything will work out, okay?"

"Wasn't i the one who told you that when you broke your foot skateboarding?" Joyce asked her.

"Maybe." Michelle smiled.

Joyce let out a small chuckle, fixing Mitch's hair, "Thank you Mickie." She said.

"Don't be. You guys are my 2nd family." Mitch hugged her one more time. "I'll see later okay?"

Joyce nodded and Mitch went to Johnathan and Nancy.

After awhile everyone started to disperse, and head home. That's when the three teens started talking.

"And that's the woods where they found Will's bike and," Johnathan pointed, "And that's my house."

"It's all so close." Nancy stated.

"Exactly. I mean it's all within a mile or something." Johnathan said. "Whatever this thing is- it's not traveling far."

"You wanna go out there?" Mitch asked, "I'm in if your in."

"We might not find anything." Johnathan told his friend.

"We found something." Mitch told him.

"And if we do see it." Nancy spoke up. "Then what?"

"I say we kill it." Both Nancy and Johnathan looked at Mitch, "What?"

Johnathan took a deep breath a nodded, "We kill it."

"Exactly, let's go." Mitch patted his shoulder and getting up.

Johnathan got the gun from his dads car after a bit of arguing with Nancy.

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Mitch grabbed the katanas off her wall, placing them in the backpack holders. She then threw it onto the bed along with whatever else she might need.

"What the hell?" She jumped seeing Steve leaning against the door frame. "Who are you trying to murder? It's not me is it?"

"No just doing this dumb comic book thing with Dustin." She lied, "It's making him happy right now, so."

She continued to scramble for things, "Are you okay? I feel like we haven't- like really talked since that night. And now with Will and Barb everything's just been crazy."

"Yeah, let's catch up? How's you and Nancy going? Huh?" She asked barely even listening to Steve.

"That's a trap. You know it's going bad, why are you trapping me?"

"Steve, I'm not trying to trap you. I just can't talk right now, I have to go to Johnathans." Mitch sighed, pushing everything into a backpack.

His eyebrows furred at the boys name. "Johnathan?"

She then realized and sighed, "I thought you were going with Dustin?" Steve caught her lie.

"Steve, he needs me right now with Will." She told him.