"DUSTIN!"
"DUSTIN?"
"Dust..in?"
Johnathon and Nancy woke in each other's arms. They listened to the others scream outside, and exchanged glances of worry.
"I better go and help them, I'm sorry I can't spend longer with you." Johnathon said as he started to leave.
"It's fine, I would've shortened any time with Steve to save barb." They was a saddening pause, "I'll help you look when I'm dressed."
The 5 of them set of on a hunt for Dustin. After ticking off all the toilets, food places and other tents, they knew there was only one place left. Worry hovered in the most around them.
"Does anyone have any better ideas?" Asked Nancy.
The others shook led their heads.
"But... hopper told me not to go here, the woods." Eleven told the others.
"Come on elle, we need you! Just in case the worst happens." Mike persuaded.
"The worst?" Asked elle.
The others turned to will and back to eleven.
"Ok." She agreed.
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Jancy; one photo, a million words
FanfictionSummer camp, Indiana, 1985 Johnathon, Nancy, mike, will, eleven and wait, where's Dustin? All will be explained, after you read about the really cute jancy moments.
