brutal ━ mike wheeler

eight. house arrest?

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HOUSE ARREST?

stranger things;
season 4 ep 4

FRANKIE WOKE UP EARLY the next morning. She found that she had a hard time sleeping anyway, so why not get up and try to figure a few things out. She was thankful that she did because it wasn't long before there were people knocking at the door.

She hears footsteps behind her and turned around to see Jonathan, who looked like he hadn't gotten much sleep either. "Was someone supposed to come over?" Frankie asked him, rubbing the haze of sleep out of her eyes. Jonathan shook his head and walked to the front door, opening it.

Outside, there were three official-looking people. One was a woman, and two were men. "Hi, sorry to interrupt your guys' day. We're here on behalf of Jane Hopper. We would like to speak with you all." The woman spoke matter-of-factly. Frankie raised an eyebrow and stepped to the side at the same time as Jonathan, the older letting them in.

"Go get Will for me, hm?" Frankie nodded and walked up the stairs, making her way down the hallway and stopping in front of a door. She knocked once before she carefully opened the door. "Will? There's people here because of El. Could you come down?"

The boy — who looked like he had just woken up — nodded and sat up in his bed, immediately following Frankie down the stairs. The three of them took a seat on the couch as the officials stood in front of them.

"So, there have been a few things going on." The woman said to begin, clearing her throat and crossing one of her legs over the other. "Your friend's back in Hawkins. . ." Frankie felt her stomach drop at her tone of voice, her throat feeling clogged as she thought back about her friends. "Are in serious danger. There is something going around and killing what seems to be randomly picked teenagers. The first victim was a girl by the name of Chrissy, the second a boy named Fred."

Frankie's mouth went dry at the mention of Chrissy. There was no way that were true, right? They had to be fucking with them.

"As for El. . . she is being transported to a safe place where she will be able to do some training and regain her abilities. We believe she might be able to help your friends, which is why she isn't returning." Frankie's eyes blew wide open at that, and she turned to share a look with both Jonathan and Will.

"I'm sorry. I guess I'm having trouble understanding any of this." Jonathan said as he shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I mean, what exactly is going on in Hawkins? What's doing these killings?"

"That's what we're trying to ascertain." The woman said. Frankie shook her head and ran a hand through her hair. "Okay. And what about El? Where is she?"

"For her safety, it's best you don't know."

"So this training to get El's powers back, how long is it gonna take?" Jonathan asked as Frankie pulled her legs toward her chest. "Could take weeks, could take months."

"Months?" Will asked in exasperation. "Until then, agents Harmon and Wallace will stay with you." Frankie looked between the two officers, pursing her lips at the situation. Why weren't they made aware of this way before hand.

"But we're not the ones in danger? What about everyone in Hawkins? Shouldn't they be looked after?" Frankie questioned, crossing her arms. "I'll work to contain the situation until Eleven is ready. In the meantime, it is of vital importance you do not speak to anyone about this."