Barbed Wire ♚ Steve Harrington

Chapter Twelve ♚ The Spy

AN: Blake's outfit is the same.

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"Will? Will!" Mike shook the boy out of his trance, "What's wrong? Are you hurting again?"

Will sat up, "I saw something."

"In your now memories?" Both Blake and Mike asked, the girl sitting up from her chair besides the raven-haired boy. Will nodded his head, "The shadow monster... I think I know how to stop him."

Soon after the short conversation, everyone found themselves in the conference room, pictures displayed all over the table. Will, Mike, and Blake were sitting at the table, while the rest of the group was hovering over them.

"Sam, this is ludicrous."

"Give him a moment, would ya?" Dr. Owens told. "We don't have time-"

Both Hopper and Blake started but Hop let his daughter speak, "Hey, dickhead, why don't you shut the hell up? Your input isn't wanted nor needed."

The girl smirked and the unnamed doctor's jaw dropped, slumping away to the side as Will continued to look at the photographs. The boy stood up, walking over to the head of the long rectangular table and pointed. "That's it."

"That's what? What is that, Will?" The boy tilted his head, "I don't know. I just know... he doesn't want me to see there. I think it's important."

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Blake was exhausted.

She was running on about two and half hours of sleep and no coffee, to say that she was in a mood was an understatement. With her backpack on her back and her bat in hand, she made her way back to the room with snacks to try to find some sort of energy booster.

She opened the door and went straight to the refrigerator, scavenging through when the radio in her bag went off again. "Blake? Are you there?"

"Steve?" She questioned into the device, now going through the cupboards. "KitKat? Oh, thank God, I thought something happened to you."

"Yeah, well, a lot of stuff has happened. We're all in the lab, Will got worse. They don't know exactly what's happening and there's no fucking coffee in this joint!" The girl yelled towards the end, slamming the cupboard shut.

She went over to the sink, grabbing the nearest cup and filled it up with water, trying to calm herself down. "Yeah, well I'm with Dustin, Lucas, and some random girl because apparently that slug thing is a baby demogorgon."

Blake, who was drinking and listening, choked and spit out the water, "What?!"

"Yeah, curly fry over here decided to keep him-" The teenage girl growled, "Dustin! What the hell were you thinking?"

The boys voice cut in, "We had a bond-"

"Bond my ass, he was probably going to eat you!"

The pair in the bus sighed, "Well he did eat Mews."

Blake gasped angrily, "He ate the only cat that ever liked me?"

Steve was about to speak, finger on the button that allowed Blake to hear when a roar erupted from the woods, "What the hell was that?"

"Um... KitKat, I think we may have to call you back," Steve muttered. Blake narrowed her eyes, "Like hell you are. One of you, is going to stay on the line the entire time with me."

It was silent for a few moments and Blake groaned, "Guys! "

"Blake! Steve went out there! He's going to die!" Dustin yelled and the girls heart practically stopped as she said, "Get him back in wherever you are!"

"He's fighting it! With the nail bat! Steve, ABORT ABORT!"

Blake heard everyone yelling and put a hand over her mouth, "Guys?! What the hell is happening?"

"We're going to die! We're going to die! Blake, help!" She heard Dustin scream. Blake ran out of the room and down the hallway, her bat in her hand.

She had almost made it to the stairwell when she heard Steve's voice again, "Blake?-"

"Steve! Oh my God, babe, is anyone hurt?" Blake stopped in her tracks. Steve's heart spurred from the nickname before he said, "Yeah, we're all fine but they just left. Like disappeared out of nowhere."

"Well, where do-" She froze, hearing yelling down the hallways. Steve's eyes widened, "Blake? What was that?"

"I think I know where they went."