Over the years nightmares have been a frequent friend in the Hopper house. Chills and a scream lodged in the back of her throat is the only way that Christine Hopper knows how to wake up. Her father tries hard to believe his daughter has a handle on...
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Once Chris's car comes to a stop along the dirt driveway of the old Hopper trailer home, she turns off the engine and shuts the car door loud enough for Lisa to hear. A moment later, Lisa steps out onto the front porch, smiling at Chris, but also furrowing her eyebrows together in confusion.
"Chris," she greets. "Is everything okay?"
"Something's wrong. I need answers."
With a puzzled look, Lisa lets Chris through the door, closing it behind her. As Chris steps in, her eyes lock on Robbie, who is sitting on the sofa facing away from the front door. He turns, his features turning sheepish, like he's been caught in the act. He quietly greets Chris.
"Hey, Hopper." He throws her a wave.
Chris kicks off her shoes out of habit, setting them aside as Lisa slips past her, gesturing for Chris to sit down. Lisa goes to the kitchen to find some lemonade from the fridge. She keeps plenty of it in stock for Nic. He loves the mix of tart and sour with the sweet taste to follow. She pours a glass for Chris, who shuffles into a chair across the couch as Robbie awkwardly sits up and clears his throat.
"What're you doing here?" wonders Robbie.
Shadow Walking has never been a secret for Chris. It's never been something she's been able to hide from anyone close to her for too long, except for her mother—for obvious reasons. Her abilities, what she can and cannot do in a dream or in the Void or the Upside Down, are all things that everyone in their trusted group of folks knows about. It's safe to assume they've all witnessed what Chris can do in the Vale of Shadows, and no one's given much thought as to how it all happens. Unlike Eleven and Nine, Chris was never raised in a lab and experimented on. Her mother was never a part of LSD experiments run by the CIA, and her mother never died or gave her up or anything in between.
It was almost as if one day, the day Will went missing, Chris suddenly got the power to do something that no one else could, and it saved a lot of people in the process. Chris had given up on finding the answer to "Why me" and instead focused on what she could do with it, who she could help, and where it came from.
She's been trying to research what it means to be a Shadow Walker and what it means to have connections to other dimensions, but it's all speculation. No one can confirm that when she's watching things that haven't happened to her in real life that they're truly other variations of the same person living out a different life, and that when she rarely meets Sara in New York to watch the stars that it's really her little sister in some sort of afterlife explaining the meaning of all of this to her (which, to be frank, leaves Chris more confused because Sara hardly ever gives her answers and usually tells Chris what she already knows).
"I think I'm losing control of Shadow Walking," she states simply, accepting the lemonade from Lisa and watching the young blonde sit next to Robbie on the couch. "I need you to help me figure out everything there is about it." Chris's eyes grow wide; she has a pleading look on her face. "Please."
