The light || Lucas Sinclair

no help

Magnolia awoke, only to hear static and radio frequencies coming from next to her. She turned to see the sounds coming from Eleven, who sat with her legs crossed, playing with something in her lap.

As she sat up she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She had finally fallen asleep last night which she was thankful for, but now it was time to focus on the day ahead of them. She then noticed Mike kneeling in front of them.

"Hey!" He smiled at the radio in El's hands, "You found my supercomm! Pretty cool huh? I talk to my friends with it, mostly Lucas since he lives close, the signals pretty weak." El continue her to play with the radio, and Mike looked over to Leah, who was already looking at him. "Good morning Leah." Said Mike.

"Good morning, Mike. Which one is Lucas?" She asked curiously.

"Oh uh, he's the tall one that wears the bandanna." Mike told her.

She said a quite "oh" and nodded her head, glad to have learned the boys name.

"Uh, I got you breakfast." He told the two, pulling two fluffy circles out of his pocket. "Waffles."

He handed one to each girl, Leah looked down at it and then over at El. She handed her waffle to El who looked at her confused but Leah nodded indicating that it was okay. "Do you not like Waffles?" Mike asked.

"I'm just not hungry. Thank you though." She said smiling at him kindly.

"So listen..." Mike started, both girls staring at him. "This is gonna sound a little weird, but I just need you to go out there." He pointed to a door in the back of the room. "Then go to the door and ring the doorbell. My mom will answer abs you'll tell her you're lost and need help. But whatever you do don't tell her about last night or that you know me. Understand?" Twelve tilted her head just simply staring at him, wondering whether to go through with his pan or not.

"Really, it's no big deal, she'll know who to call."

They could be sent back to the lab if his mom called. And quite frankly Magnolia liked being outside.

"No." Eleven says quietly earning at confused look from Mike.

"No?"

"No... you don't want my mom to get help?" Eleven looked up from her waffle abs shook her head. Then the pieces finally clicked in Mikes mind. "You're in trouble aren't you?" Eleven gave Mike a fearful look, while Twelve nodded slightly. "Who are you in trouble with?"

Elevens eyes never left Mikes, "Bad."

"Bad? Bad people?" Mike asked in a confused tone. El looked up abs nodded, "They want to hurt you? The bad people?" He watched in horror as El formed a gun shape in her hands and raised it to her head, then to Leah's, and finally to Mikes.

"Understand?" Eleven asked, her eyes never leaving Mikes.

"Michael, where are you?" A voice suddenly my shouts out, "We're going to be late, let's go!" Both girls jumped, both heads snapped to where the voice came from.

"Alright, I'll be back. Just stay here, okay?" Mike says draping the sheet back over the first abs walking away.

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About a half an hour later, Mike came back and lead the two girls up the basement stairs. The three emerged into a room, and the pair of girls looked around curiously while Mike went over to the kitchen.

"You want anything to drink? We have OJ, skim milk... What else? Um we have..."  He was about to close the door when Twelve stopped him. "I'll have orange juice, please." Head grabbed the container out of the fridge and handed it to her as he walked into the living room to see what El was doing.