Kate Hopper's life had seemingly fallen back into place.
After a year, her relationship with her family, new and old, had developed into something that truly mattered, and she had made a couple new friends since the catastrophe of last year.
Since t...
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KATE LOWERED HER gun as she watched Mike move closer to Eleven.
As far as everyone in that room knew (besides her and her father, of course), El had died after defeating the Demogorgon last year. Neither Kate nor her father had told any of them that she hadn't died because of the threat to her safety. While it had impacted everyone involved in the first incident involving the Upside Down, it had certainly affected Mike the most (he had taken care of El in secret in his basement for a week whenever they had first become involved with the Upside Down).
Even though Kate and Hopper immediately recognized the girl in front of them, making them lower their weapons, and Mike moved closer to her, Steve was completely confused. At first, it didn't click into place for him; he had only been concerned that this random girl had somehow killed a Demo-dog with her mind, proceeding to throw it through Joyce's window and then unlock the door with her mi—oh. He didn't dare ask because he very quickly realized that this must have been Eleven, the girl with superpowers he had only heard about, except now she had short, slicked back hair instead of the buzz cut. He knew he couldn't be the only person with any hesitations, right? "Is that...?" Max started, but when everyone in the room only stared at Mike and El hugging in front of them, she seemed to get her answer.
"I never gave up on you," Mike said, pulling away from El. "I called you every night. Every night for—"
"Three hundred and fifty-three days," El said, cutting him off. "I heard."
