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"You want to do what!?" Cassidy exclaimed in disbelief. "Yes. We need to let her know we are alive," Theodore declared. Cassidy sighed, contemplating the implications. "Okay, well how are we gonna find her?" she asked, crossing her arms. "You. You have shadow jumping, void, and finding people quickly," Eleven pointed out. Cassidy bit her lip, grappling with the weight of the responsibility.

Cassidy sighed again and, with a resigned determination, held her hand out, acknowledging the necessity of using her unique abilities for the task at hand. The trio faced a daunting challenge as they prepared to venture into the unknown void to connect with someone whose sanity hung in the balance.

Eleven handed Cassidy the blindfold, and she took a seat on the floor. Holding the photo of Terry Ives in her lap, Cassidy carefully wrapped the blindfold around her head. As the fabric secured her vision, Cassidy felt the pull into the enigmatic void.

In the void, Cassidy navigated the surreal landscape, her surroundings shrouded in an otherworldly atmosphere. "What do you see?" Theodore's voice reached her, breaking the silence of the void. As Cassidy observed her surroundings, blood trickled down her nose, signaling her presence in the mysterious realm of her mind. The visual and physical cues marked her connection to the void, and the trio awaited with bated breath for the insights Cassidy would bring back from this ethereal journey.

"I don't know. There's nothing," Cassidy conveyed to Theodore, the raven-curly haired boy. Despite her efforts, the void seemed devoid of any meaningful cues or insights. Undeterred, she continued walking and looking around, the enigmatic realm offering no clear direction or information.

Eleven and Theodore frowned, their anticipation turning into concern as Cassidy persisted through the void. The trio faced an uncertain journey, grappling with the challenge of finding meaning in a place that seemed to resist easy interpretation.

She spotted a mailbox in the distance and walked towards it. "I found a mailbox," Cassidy informed Eleven and Theodore. The revelation sparked a shared look and grins between the twins.

Cassidy focused on the mailbox. "Five-One-Five Larrabee," she relayed to them. The significance of the address hung in the air, opening up new possibilities in their quest to understand and connect with Terry Ives in the void.

Theodore swiftly grabbed paper and pen, noting down the address Cassidy discovered. Cassidy, sensing the task was complete, took off the blindfold, revealing a smile on Eleven's face. Cassidy wiped her bloody nose with her sleeve, acknowledging the toll the void journey took on her.

"I'm guessing you want me to teleport you two to your mom's house," Cassidy chuckled. Taking the initiative, she grabbed their wrists, and in an instant, the trio was teleported to the house.

As they materialized, Cassidy grinned, posing a question to the twins, "Are you ready to meet your mother?" The twins, united and holding hands, responded together with a resounding "Yes," signaling a pivotal moment in their quest to connect with their past and reunite with Terry Ives.

They approached the house, and Eleven sighed with worry. Cassidy, sensing her concern, placed a reassuring hand on Eleven's shoulder. "Hey, I promise she will be glad to see you two again," Cassidy assured her. Eleven managed a small smile as they reached the door.

Knocking on the door, they were met with an unexpected response. "Go away! I'm not interested," a woman yelled from inside. The three teens exchanged a concerned look. Undeterred, Eleven knocked on the door again. A woman opened it slightly, dismissing them, "Look, I don't want your Thin Mints, alright, kids?" The misunderstanding added a layer of tension as they tried to bridge the gap with Terry Ives.

"Thin Mints?" Eleven and Theodore mumbled in confusion, prompting a chuckle from Cassidy. The woman inside continued dismissively, "Or your religious mumbo jumbo. Whatever you're selling, I ain't buying, okay?" She spat and closed the door once again.

Cassidy prepared to teleport them in, but Eleven stared at the lock, and it slowly opened. The woman turned back to them, only to find Eleven with blood trickling from her nose. "Jane and I want to see mama," Theodore stated sternly, his blank stare holding a sense of determination. The unfolding encounter with Terry Ives promised to be emotional and complex, with the twins ready to confront their past.

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The three teens entered the house, the twins making a beeline for their mom. Becky, addressing Cassidy, asked, "So, are you a friend of theirs?" Cassidy responded, "Yes, I'm like them. I have abilities like them, just different."

Meanwhile, Eleven and Theodore stood in front of their mom, trying to make a connection. "Mama, can you hear us?" Eleven asked, her gaze fixed on Becky Ives. "Mama? It's us," Theodore added, sitting in front of her, noting her lack of movement or response. Cassidy stood behind them, observing the emotional reunion, biting her lip.

"Jane. Theodore," Mrs. Ives mumbled, breaking the silence. "We are here now," Theodore reassured, the fragile moment carrying the weight of years of separation and the hope for reconnection.

"What's wrong with her?" Cassidy inquired from Becky, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken concern. Moving to the kitchen table to discuss, Cassidy maintained her silence, recognizing that this wasn't her family, and it was crucial for the twins to speak for themselves.

"I just need a little help understanding, okay?" Becky spoke, prompting Cassidy to bite her lip. Theodore played with his hands, while Eleven kept her gaze on her mother. The kitchen table became a focal point for a conversation laden with emotions, as the twins grappled with the complexities of their family dynamics.

Becky's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she leaned in, eager to uncover the details of your mysterious past. "Can you please enlighten me about your origins and the adventures you've embarked upon?" she asked, her voice filled with intrigue. "I distinctly recall a time when a police officer and a woman were on the hunt for both of you. I wonder, did they succeed in finding you?"

"Sure thing! So, yeah, those two definitely got found by the cop and the lady. They've been laying low with Chief Jim Hopper. Jane managed to stay hidden for almost a whole year, while Theodore joined the secret club just a few days back," Cassidy shared, her voice brimming with excitement.

Becky leaned in even closer, her eyes wide with curiosity. "And what about you?" she asked eagerly.

Cassidy's brows furrowed slightly as she looked up at Becky, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "What do you mean?" she questioned, her voice filled with intrigue.

"They were also asking about you, thinking that there might be a connection," Becky told Cassidy, her voice filled with intrigue. Cassidy was about to ask a question, but Eleven cut her off. "Do you think she'll get better?" Eleven asked her aunt, her voice filled with concern.

"They don't think so, no," Becky sniffled, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and resignation. Cassidy's heart sank as she heard this, feeling a deep sense of sympathy for her friend. She couldn't help but wonder about the fate of her friend's mother. "But, from what they said, it seems like she's not experiencing any physical pain. It's more like she's trapped in a never-ending dream," Cassidy explained, her voice tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"A good dream?" Theodore finally spoke up, his voice filled with a glimmer of hope. "I really hope so," Becky responded, her voice carrying a mix of longing and uncertainty. Eleven let out a deep sigh, her tone reflecting a sense of resignation. "Is it the same dream?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of worry. Cassidy paused for a moment, contemplating the question. "We don't know," she finally admitted, her voice tinged with a touch of sadness. "It's a mystery that we're still trying to unravel."

"Sometimes, she says different words," Becky explained, her voice reflecting a touch of confusion. "But usually, those are the ones she repeats the most." Cassidy's curiosity piqued as she listened intently to Becky's description.

"Um, can I use your phone? I need to call my mom," Cassidy asked, her voice tinged with urgency. Becky, understanding the importance of the situation, quickly responded, "Uh, yes! It's just around the corner to the left. Feel free to use it." Cassidy felt relieved by Becky's willingness to help and made her way to the phone.

Cassidy swiftly rose from her chair, a surge of determination propelling her forward. She scanned the room, her eyes landing on the phone. With a sense of purpose, she reached for it and dialed the Hargrove-Mayfield residence. The anticipation built as the phone rang, and finally, a voice answered on the other end. "Hello, this is Max Mayfield speaking," came the familiar voice, filling Cassidy's ears with a mix of relief and reassurance.

"Hey, Max... It's Cassidy," she said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and excitement. "I just wanted to reach out and let you know that I'm alive and well!" Cassidy chuckled, unable to contain her amusement. "Oh my god, Cassidy! Where have you been hiding? Lucas has been pestering me endlessly, asking about your whereabouts and going on and on about you and El having powers," she mimicked Lucas, playfully teasing him.

"Max... I can't spill the beans on my exact whereabouts. It's all about staying safe, you know? Me and my friend, we're in some serious hot water," Cassidy explained, her voice tinged with urgency. "Listen up, though. If my brother spills the beans on anything, it means there are some seriously bad dudes on our trail again." Cassidy's words hung in the air, a mix of worry and disbelief evident in her tone.

"What? Bad men? You gotta be kidding me!" Max responded, her voice lacking any hint of amusement.

"I really wish I could joke about this, but I'm being completely serious. You gotta listen to Lucas, he knows what's going on. The truth is, I'm being tracked down by those bad men again," Cassidy exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of fear and desperation.

Cassidy let out a frustrated sigh, her tone slightly exasperated. "I get that you want to know where I am, but it's not safe for me to disclose my exact location right now. Trust me, I wish I could."

"I... I'm not..." Cassidy's voice wavered, her words hanging in the air. She let out a deep sigh, her emotions palpable. "Just... Just make sure to tell my brother that I love him," Cassidy whispered, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and affection.

Max's voice softened, filled with worry. "Oh my god, Cass... You're being serious. You're really in trouble... But who's after you this time? Did one of your pranks go awry again?" Max asked, her concern evident in her tone.

"I swear, I didn't pull any pranks this time. Just make sure you tell Lucas how much I love him, okay? And you, Max, you're an incredible friend, seriously. Don't let Mike or anyone else ever doubt that," Cassidy whispered, her voice filled with a mix of sincerity and emotion. With a heavy heart, Cassidy gently hung up the phone and carefully placed it back on the wall. Unbeknownst to her, Theodore had been silently listening to the entire conversation, his presence now revealed.

Theodore approached Cassidy, his arms open wide, embracing her tightly. In that moment, Cassidy's emotions overflowed, and she couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They streamed down her face as she found solace in Theodore's comforting presence.

"Don't worry, Cass. We're going to get through this, I promise," Theodore whispered, his voice filled with reassurance and determination. "You'll see them again, just like Eleven will reunite with Mike, and I'll be reunited with Will."

The words carried a sense of hope, reminding Cassidy that even in the midst of uncertainty, there was still a chance for happiness and reunion.

Cassidy gently pulled away from Theodore's comforting embrace, a joyful laugh escaping her lips. "What's so funny?" Theodore's smile matched Cassidy's, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"I'm supposed to be the one comforting you and Eleven!" Cassidy playfully exclaimed, her voice laced with amusement. The room filled with their shared laughter, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.

However, Theodore's expression suddenly shifted, his voice lowering as he revealed a more serious tone. "Eleven wants to live here," he disclosed, his brows furrowing in concern.

Cassidy's eyes widened, her curiosity turning into surprise. "What?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with intrigue and a hint of worry. She leaned in closer, eager to hear more about the unexpected revelation.

"Aunt Becky led us to the room we were supposed to share and live in," Theodore recounted, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. "But you know what? Eleven wants to live here too. Can you believe it?"

Cassidy leaned in closer, captivated by Theodore's story. "Oh, really? That's quite a surprise! But hey, I totally get why you like the cabin and living with Hopper."

Theodore's expression softened, a hint of remorse in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Theo," she murmured, his voice tinged with regret as she reached out, placing a comforting hand on Theodore's arm.

"Theo, Cassie!" Eleven's voice rang out through the hallway, instantly grabbing the attention of Theodore and Cassidy. They turned around to see Eleven standing at the other end, waving them over. "Mama wants to talk to both of us. She knows we're here," Eleven explained, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and a touch of apprehension.

Theodore and Cassidy exchanged a quick glance, their eyes reflecting a shared understanding. Without hesitation, they followed Eleven down the hall, their curiosity piqued. As they entered the room, they found Becky holding three blindfolds, one for each of them. Theodore and Eleven settled down on the floor, ready to hear what their mother had to say.

"Aren't you gonna come?" Eleven asked, turning to Cassidy with a hopeful expression. Cassidy's smile was both gentle and bittersweet. "No, sweetie. Mama specifically wants to talk to you two. You're the ones who are related," Cassidy explained, her voice filled with love and understanding. She wanted them to have their special moment with their mother.

"Don't worry, Becky and I will be right here with you, just in case anything happens," Cassidy assured them, her voice filled with a reassuring tone. The twins nodded in unison, their trust in Cassidy evident in their synchronized movement. With a mixture of excitement and nervousness, they carefully placed the blindfolds over their heads, ensuring complete darkness. Holding hands tightly, they embraced the unknown as they were pulled into the enigmatic void, their hearts racing with anticipation.

"So, what's the plan?" Becky whispered, her voice barely audible. Cassidy leaned in closer, her tone filled with a sense of calm and confidence. "Don't worry, we don't need to do anything right now. If they need us, they'll let us know. All we have to do is wait patiently." Becky nodded in understanding, her trust in Cassidy evident in the silent agreement they shared.

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ASH SPEAKS !

I was gonna have Cassidy confess to Max on the phone, but I have a better idea. HEHEHEHEH