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It took a minute for Mike to actually trust that Ophelia didn't turn to the 'dark side' but by the time he finally told her where they were, she was excited that Hopper actually let her tag along

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It took a minute for Mike to actually trust that Ophelia didn't turn to the 'dark side' but by the time he finally told her where they were, she was excited that Hopper actually let her tag along.

"If there's so much as a scratch on you, Ophelia, so help me God-"

"Calm down. I know how to handle a gun- and a punch. I should've taken a picture of Carol's nose to prove it to you."

"Just- you take left and I take right."

"Yes, chief."

He only rolled his eyes, the two getting into position to fight off the men that had just gotten there.

By the time they made it to the kids, they were beyond relieved.

"I knew I loved you for a reason!" Dustin sighed happily, wrapping his arms around Ophelia.

She laughed, shaking her head, "Let go of me and let's get out of here before they send more people."

When they made it to the Byer's house, Jonathan, Joyce and Nancy quickly made it outside to meet them.

Seeing Nancy and Mike hug each other awkwardly made Ophelia laugh until they pulled away and Nancy looked at El questioningly.

"Is that my dress?"

"Is that what you're really worried about now, Nancy?" she gave her a look before holding a hand out for El, "You look like you're going to be sick. Follow me."

El didn't hesitate to hold her hand, knowing from Mike that she could trust Ophelia. She figured being with them all now, she could trust all of them.

"Is there anything you like? I can make you eggs or-"

"Eggos."

"Like the waffles?"

"Oh she loves those," Mike quickly told her before turning to the others, "Let's get inside so we can make a game plan to figure out how to get Will back."

Since Ophelia already knew it all, she decided to spend her time at both making sure El was okay while trying to get to know her a little better.

After all, it didn't hurt to have a powerful little girl on their side.

She tried to tell her everything about herself- all the important bits. Just so El could be a little more open to her in return.

It was hard to get anything out though with the little vocabulary she knew.

"Why do you call yourself Eleven?"

El said nothing but showed her tattoo, making her nod in understanding.

"Did that hurt when you got it?"

She only shrugged, obviously not knowing how to answer that.

"Okay. Where did you come from? Who gave you that?"

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