"That's the beauty of Hawkins... we're always in mortal danger."
[Seasons 1-4 ✔️]
Highest rankings:
~ #1 under Joe Keery
~ #1 under Henderson
~ #1 under steveharrington
~ #1 under dustinhenderson
~ #1 under robinbuckley
~ #2 under maxmayfield
~ #1 u...
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Three Months Later
Catherine Henderson threw her body onto the couch, her trainers in hand. She was getting ready for Steve and Robin to pick her up as she was going with them while they applied for a new job. Just as she slipped her left foot into her shoe, a news report started on the T.V. Her ears perked up as the male news reporter began talking about her hometown.
"Welcome to Hawkins, Indiana, a wonderful place to grow up, to raise your family, to walk your dog. But then..." Cat rolled her eyes as the news reporter paused dramatically as sirens began wailing. "...on July Fourth, everything changed. A terrible tragedy struck this small town. But this was not this small town's first brush with tragedy. Mysterious deaths, government cover-ups," Catherine's breath caught in her throat as a picture of Barb showed up on the screen, "a bizarre chemical leak. Is it all linked?"
"Duh." Cat mumbled to herself, going back to tying her shoe laces.
"All a vast conspiracy?" The reporter continued. "The fault of a disgraced, corrupt mayor? Or is something more going on in the heartland? Can a town itself be cursed? Some believe a rise in Satanism is to blame."
Catherine turned the television off before the reporter could continue. She couldn't stand the reminder of how her loved ones had died. How she failed at saving Billy Hargrove. She still hadn't gotten over that night, and she didn't think she ever would.
***
Steve's car pulled into a parking space just outside the video store. "Are you sure you don't want to apply with us?" Robin asked, leaning forward to talk to her best friend who sat unusually quiet in the front seat.
"Uh, yeah... I'm gonna wait a bit..." Cat spoke, her voice quiet.
Steve looked over at his girlfriend, a sympathetic look gracing his features. He knew about the late nights when she struggled to get to sleep. How she still jumped at loud noises and how she couldn't stop blaming herself for Billy's death. And he had stuck with her the whole way, knowing she needed him as much as he needed her. "Well," he smiled at her as he put the handbrake on, "we will certainly help you look for a job when you feel up to it."
"Thanks." Cat smiled. "Now," she clapped her hands, "let's go get you two a job." She pushed open the door and hopped out, waiting for the others.
"You put your mom down as a reference?" Robin asked, looking at Steve's C.V. She had been going over it on their journey to 'Family Video'.
"Yeah. Why not?" Steve asked, catching up with Cat and lacing his fingers with hers. "She's, like, super well-respected."
"You're such a dingus." Robin muttered, matching her pace with Cat's.
