Devil's backbone (Eddie munson au)

Part 18

Walking into the house most of the group had made their way to my house and were still awake. Bringing in our haul dustin looks at us.
"What took you guys so long?" My brain frantically trying to think of something.
"Cop was patrolling had to wait till they left." Eddie comes behind me setting the last bag on the counter and sitting down on a chair with a groan. Dustin's eyes narrowed.

"Right..."
"Why are you guys still up?" I squirm under dustin gaze.
"We weren't sure where you wanted us to crash." Jonathan said.
"Oh I'm sorry."

Steve and Dustin crashed on the couch in the living room, Robin in my fathers study and Jonathan and Nancy used the guest room. I left my parent room for when hopper and Joyce when they arrived. Once I got everyone settled I made my way to my room ready to collapse.
Eddie was already sprawled out on the bed.

"You alright?" I ask coming and sitting next to him.
"I'm a little sore." He says under breath.
"Told you." I say getting up and grabbing a bag digging threw it for some medicine for him.
"Here take this." I say handing him the medicine and crawling into bed next to him.
"What about you? Are you alright?" He says laying back pulling me into him.
"tired." He agrees and sinking down into the bed pulling me deeper into his chest.

I was the first one up the next morning. Everything was still dark and deathly silent, only the drip of the coffee pot. Even with the sun rising it was still darker then normal, Ash slowly drifting in the air. Standing on my back porch with a cup of coffee in my hands I stare at the wicker furniture my mom would always sit in drinking her morning coffee, Taking a deep sigh and sitting down I look out at the dying lawn.
"You alright?" Turning I see Eddie still in his pajamas bottom, healing wounds on full displays.

"Yea. It just feels..." I sigh.
"Like something is hanging over our heads, just waiting to drop." Pulling me up from my seat and pulling me into his arms not saying anything just holding me. Hearing movement from inside the house as others start to wake up.
"Sarah?" From the front door I hear Joyce. Going to greet her I see she had her arm full with Mike trailing behind her his arms full too. Me and Eddie rush forward and look some of the load off her.

"I hope you don't mind I made breakfast."
"Thank you Joyce."
"Morning." Nancy says walking in and grabbing the coffee. With in ten minutes everyone was gathered into the kitchen piling their plates full of pancakes and sausages.

"Hopper called me last night. He talked to some guys at the police station. They are going to do the press conference today clearing Eddie's name." Joyce says looking at Eddie, who just smiles down at his plate. Grabbing his hand i squeeze it.
"After this is all over we will find Wayne." He squeezes my hand back giving me a smile.
"And..." Joyce continues.
"They think they have found kali and should be home some time tomorrow."

Around noon we turned on the Tv, and watched as chief Powell stepped up to the podium.
"Good afternoon I would like thank everyone for coming and request all questions be held until afterwards. I, on behalf of the Hawkins police department, would like to announce that after investigation on the deaths of Christine Cunningham, Fred benson, Patrick McKinney, and the attempt murder of Maxine mayfield that the assailant was one Jason carver. After many statements taken from reliable witnesses we were able to come to this conclusion. Sadly Mr. carver lost his life in the earthquake. We would like to formally announce that Edward "Eddie" munson is no longer a person of interest and I would like to formally reach out to the Munson family and apologize."

Standing up quickly Eddie walks out of the room. Jumping up and following him to the front door where he grabs my keys.
"Eddie?"
"I'm going to find Wayne. I have to see him." He looks at me with a beaming smile i hadn't seen in a while. Eddie drove like his normal mad man self, so excited to be able to see his uncle again.
Nancy had told us that Wayne was staying with a neighbor in the trailer park. Knocking on the door Eddie held on to my hand with a death grip, bouncing on his toes. When the door swung open Wayne was there, his eyes taking a second to lift from the floor to who knocked on the door. His eyes widened.