Lost and Found | Stranger Things Reader Insert

A/N: And finally, Chapter Sixteen. Thank you so much to everyone who has taken time to read this first installment of the Lost and Found series. I am deeply and crazily thankful for all the love and support this has gotten. I didn't want to write for Stranger Things for so long because the story is so huge, but I'm so happy I talked myself into doing it. This has been the most fun thing to write. I'm currently a chapter and a half away from completing the sequel; see the note after this chapter for when that's coming out. Again, thank you beautiful people so much, thank you yurtlehenderson  for your amazing fic that inspired this (please go check out "COSMIC", guys. It's so damn good) and thank you sapphicsyn for your constant support when I'm offline and getting this written. I hope you all enjoy this final chapter and I hope to see you in the sequel, "Break and Mend". Love y'all ❤️

Warnings: vomiting, mentions of gunshots and death/dying

Word Count: 3700

     "Doc? Doc, can you hear me? Come on, please wake up!"

     Doc didn't know when or how she got on one of the tables in Mr Clarke's classroom, but it was obvious it had something to do with Mike. The boy was hovering over her, panicked eyes shining with tears as he watched for any sign of life from his sister. Doc could hear yelling and gunshots outside the room, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to open her eyes and welcome herself back into the real world. But she couldn't take the heartbreaking sound of Mike's pleas any longer.

     The sight of Mike's panicked expression washing away into relief when Doc opened her eyes caused a small smile to make its way onto her face. She felt him squeeze her hand she didn't even realize he was holding until now. "Are they dead, Mike?" She whispered. "Did I kill them...?"

     Mike swallowed as he solemnly nodded. "Yeah... They're dead. But you had to, Doc, they were gonna take you and El. And who knows what they would've done to the rest of us? They were gonna hurt us and no one else could've stopped it."

     "W-Wait," She sat up with a start despite her aching body's protest. "I-I feel something. W-Where's El?"

     "Doc, are you okay?"

     "Don't worry about me, Mike. We need to focus on El."

     Turning over, Doc found El laying on the table beside the one she was on. Remembering that he had two people to watch over, Mike rushed over to El, taking her hand into his. The girl looked on him as if he were a beacon of hope to her, her saving grace. He might as well have been. "Just hold on a little longer, okay?" He sniffled. "He's gone. The bad man's gone. You'll be home soon, and my mom... she'll get you your own bed. You can eat as many Eggos as you want... And we can go to the Snow Ball."

     Mike could make out the desperate smile on El's face through the flickering of the lights above them. "Promise?" She softly asked.

     "Promise." He sniffled. The two warmly and sweetly stared at each other until screeching interrupted their moment. The boys all flinched and grouped together, ready to defend the two girls if need be. Just outside the door, the screeching continued, accompanied by thudding. The gunfire from whatever agents were left soon decreased to nothing, signifying their demise. A beat later, the door to the classroom was broken down and the Demogorgon leaped into the room on all fours, opening its mouth to let out a roar as Lucas hurried to shrug off his backpack. Mike and Dustin screamed for him to get his wrist rocket out of his bag.

     "Get the rocks! Get the rocks!"

     "I'm getting the rocks!" Dustin screamed back at Mike before handing one of the rocks to Lucas, the boy slinging it back into the elastic of the rocket and aiming it at the creature that slowly stalked towards them. As their screaming continued, they failed to notice Doc trembling on the table she sat up on, head tilted toward the monster.