Bookworm & Toothless (Stranger Things AU) #Wattys2018

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The boys were talking about something that Jess didn't really care to listen in to and just watched Eleven walk up to the board where they played Dungeons and Dragons.

She sat where Mike usually sits when they were playing, making her become confused, walking up to her.

"What's the weirdo doing?" Lucas asked, earning a glare and the finger from Jess as she sat on the chair to Eleven's right.

Eleven closed her eyes, making Jess furrow her eyebrows, looking at Dustin in confusion and he gave her the same look.

What was Eleven doing?

"El?" Mike asked, Jess looking up to see Mike looking at Eleven carefully.

Eleven opened her eyes and took the figure that Will used for DnD.

"Will."

Jess widened her eyes, knowing fully well that NONE of them told Eleven which pieces belonged to who when they were playing.

"Superpowers," Dustin says.

Lucas looked at Dustin and shook his head, rolling his eyes.

Mike sat on the chair to Eleven's left, looking at her.

"Did you see him? On Mirkwood?" he asked, looking at her gently.

"Do you know where he is?" Jess asked, looking at Eleven as well.

Eleven looked to Jess and then to Mike then back at the board.

She knocked all the pieces except for Will's piece and another one.

She flipped the board over and placed Will's piece on it.

"I don't understand," Mike says.

"Me neither," Jess mutters, looking at the board in confusion.

"Hiding."

"Will is hiding?" Mike asked.

Eleven nodded, making Jess look up at Dustin who shared her bewildered look.

"From the bad men?" Jess asked, causing Eleven to shake her head.

"Then from who?" Mike asked.

Eleven got the other piece and placed on the board.

Jess gasped, getting up abruptly.

"T-That's the Demogorgon piece!"

Mike looked up at Jess with fear and shock in his eyes, Dustin had his hands on his head, sighing shakily.

X

Jess widened her eyes, gasping.

She wiped her face, sighing.

Another damn dream about the immigration from Bogotá to Miami to Hawkins.

It wasn't like she had anything to be scared of anymore, her parents legalized everything two years ago.

But, still, the fear of being taken back to Colombia...

It still ran fresh in her mind.

She got up, careful not to wake the boys and left Mike's room.

She tiptoed downstairs, being careful in her steps as she heard Mr. Wheeler's snoring.

She opened the basement door and closed it, walking down.

She looked over at the pillow fort and sighed.

"¿Once?"

"Jess?"