"Jesse?"

Tears start rolling down her cheeks as she leans down to pull her up, not even reacting to my smell. "Oh my God, oh my God. You're alive."

"M-momma...." Jesse croaked, both stumbling as she winced, coughing while tempting to faint.

"I know, it's okay. We're getting out of here." She murmurs, leading Jesse away from the area. "Barb. Where is she?"

Jesse shudder. "Took her. She... I..."

"Hey, hey, shh. Don't panic, sweetheart. I've got you." She whispers, pulling her through a thicket of trees. "Jonathan! Nancy!" She screams.

Sidney carried her daughter through the woods, with Jesse whispering about monsters. Sidney kept Jesse's eyes open, begging her not to close them at least not yet.

"Sidney! Miss Jones!"

"Jonathan! Where are you?" She screams back, voice panicked as she felt her daughter's body begin to lax. "C'mon, Jess. Stay with me. Don't you dare leave me!"

"Promise." Jesse whimpered

She heard her two companions yell, hoping to fill in both Jones' eyes.

"N-Nancy?" Jesse whimper.

"Yeah," Sidney whispery nods, "She's here. Both her and Jonathan."

"Keep yelling you two! I'm following your voices as a trail back!" She yelled, turning to meet two more of the monsters. Its face opened up as it shrieks and Sidney gritted her teeth, pulling both of them away towards the sound of Nancy and Jonathan's screaming.

The monster slowly got closer, stomping angrily as they heard Jonathan and Nancy's voices. Sidney turned to find her gaze to see a red, gooey hole.

"Gross..." Jesse murmured sleepily.

"Come on!" She tells Jesse, "Let's get you home."

The monster growls as Jonathan calls them, then Nancy pulled Jesse to the tree, pushing her through with her. She forces her hand out of the web of slime and it disappears.

"Sidney!" Jonathan yells seeing Sidney pulled out of the tree alongside Jesse, who landed on the ground, feeling the air around her once again.

"Jeese?"

Jesse blinked tearfully, "J-Jonnie....Nancy...."

Jonathan and Nancy made no time but rush up to her and give her a hug as Jesse sobbed in relief alongside Nancy, her heart full of relief and guilt over what she now possibly had to live with

Sidney wasted no time pulling her up and wrapping her arms around Jesse, sobbing in relief. "Jesse....it's okay you're home.....you're home..."

The entire car ride over, Nancy poked her with many questions like if she ate or were there water, or how many were there. They got those answers but eventually, Sidney asked Nancy to lay them off as they rode back to her house and sat her on the bed.

Jonathan asked why not take her to the hospital but Sidney simply replied that at the moment, the last thing they need was the Doctors. The cop personally speculated that something was up at the moment so she needed this to be kept at quiet as possible.

After a few personal medical treatments, Jesse lay on her sheets, resting peacefully as though she hadn't in a while.

"Will she be alright?" Nancy asked nervously.

"Bruises, no broken bones or concussion. Physically, with this IV-packed nutrition, she should be fine." Sidney explained, turning towards the two. "I'll stay here. You two get back home, alright? And tell no one what happened, this needs to stay between us and only us until something comes up."

Nancy nods, "C-can you at least call me when she wakes, please? I want to be assured that she's alright by knowing that she'll live."

"Nance-"

"I'm sorry," Nancy sobbed. "W-what happened to her was my fault...If I hadn't gone out to that stupid party just for some stupid boy...none of this would've happened."

Sidney sighed, getting up and hugging her, "I'm not mad, Nancy. None of you could've known something like this would transpire. I'm only just disappointed, you'd make this decision."

Sidney wiped the tears from Nancy's eyes and gave her a small smile as though she too was her daughter as she turned back to Jesse.

"So what happens after she wakes?" Jonathan asked.

"I'll ask her what happened to Barb and if she's seen Will, but only when she's at her strength. Then I'll continue finding the others."

Nancy nods but Jonathan raised an eyebrow, "But not with us?" He asked.

Sidney didn't look back, "I can't risk losing any of you two. You guys have done enough. Go home and rest, I'll handle the rest of this mystery myself."

"But that's my little brother," Jonathan argued. "I...I can't just stand around here doing nothing while he's alive and trapped there!"

"And you're mom needs you! And I trust that so does Nancy!" Sidney turned around, shouting back which caught both of them off guard. Rarely they've seen Hawkins detective shout or grow angry before but they could tell this was something new.

"If you want to help," Sidney glanced at Jonathan, "Then take care of Nancy, take care of Wyatt and the boys. I'm asking you to do that and let me handle Barb and Will, okay?"

I'm sorry Jonathan but Joyce can't lose another son and neither can I...not in my town

Jonathan lowered his head, making Sidney place her index finger on his chin to make him look at her.

"Look...I get it, really I do but the others have no idea what's going on and I can't risk anyone else we care about missing. So please...look after them."

Jonathan nods as Sidney gave him a small smile. After seeing them off, Sidney made some food for Jesse and placed it on the bed.

"How do you feel?" Sidney asked her.

"I...feel alright...for the most part..." Jesse answered, wincing at the pain in her back "What happened," she asked. "Outhere?"

"You and Barb went missing," Sidney explained. "They think whoever had taken Will got you too. That they got tired and wanted new toys to play with."

"Will?"

"If we found you, then that means he's alive. We don't know how or exactly where, only that whatever took you has him still."

"How?" Jesse asked.

"Pictures."

"Pictures?"

Sidney recalled Jonathan explaining to her how later when he dropped Jonathan off, he decided to go out and take some of his own lookouts, then took some pictures of the teens in the pool. She scowled at Jonathan's actions, even if it gave them a lead. She didn't have the heart to even tell him that she'd do way worst than what Harrington did.

"Long story," Sidney bluntly said, quickly dismissing it. "But let's not worry about that. What matters is that we know that you're alive."

Jesse looks over at her, with a guilty expression. "Dragged."

Sidney tilted back, "What?"

"Barb. Dragged down. Tried to help but I couldn't. Sh-she let go....I'm sorry."

"Shh, shh. No, it's okay. It's not your fault. We'll find her." Sidney cupped her daughter's face. "We'll find her and then we'll find Will. But you need to rest now."

Jesse slowly sobbed, "I...need to go back."

"You're injured and recovering from nearly dying. You should be in bed, at the very least!" Sidney argues.

"Mom...I was there. For days. Know the Upside Down better than anyone. Please? Barb and I were taken together.....I need to find her."

Sidney sighed, looking away in silence before turning back, "Fine. But the minute you start to get tired, you're out."

"That's fair." She muttered, settling back in her bed.

It's quiet in the room. Too quiet. Sidney still remained in the room, as Jesse's head lowered. Sidney stayed with Jesse until she eventually slept once more. She was considerate on calling Nancy but felt best to do it tomorrow morning, seeing as they're probably resting at the Wheeler's house. She could only hope that they and the kids are safe. She can't risk anyone else going missing.

Her thoughts went blank however as it was met a loud knock sounded on the front door, making Sidney jump and pull out her gun.

"Who's there!" She barked, walking downstairs to scan the room.

"It's me," Hopper yelled.

"A surprising presence but a welcoming," Sidney muttered. "Hope he's not here to call me out or insane."

Lord has it she's been called that enough.

She walked towards the door, her gun in place and hand encase something comes up, and opens it, allowing Hopper through.

"Hey," Hopper said, walking inside before even being let in. "Are you alone?"

Sidney kept quiet, not wanting to risk her daughter, she had to get him out quickly. "No, and you need to leave."

"I'll leave when I tell you what I found."

Sidney sighed, glancing around the room before grabbing him and pulling him outside, ignoring Hopper's complaints.

"Look, I'm sorry okay?" Hopper exclaimed. "But can you please listen to me, I need to tell you something?"

"Make it quick okay, I want to sleep and you here disturb that."

"You're right. It's a fake." Hopper breathed out.

Sidney was about to argue further but the last words he just said had her frozen, "I'm sorry what?"

"Will," Hopper answered. "None of it's been real. It's all a lie."

"Slow down," she said, sitting down beside him on the outside stairs. "Okay, explain to me what's going on?"

"Will Byers' body was a fake. It was all a setup." He whispered, showing her some of the scared marks that must've been received in Sidney's dream. "I'm sorry, Sid..."

"So you finally believe me now?" Sidney crossed her arms. "So how did you find out."

"I cut opened the body," Hopper said with more clarity than anything that had come out of his mouth before. "It was filled with stuffing. Someone is going through a lot of trouble to cover up his disappearance."

"Yeah and that's not all."

"What?"

"Short answer or the long answer?"

"I'll go short. I don't need a whole essay crap."

"Will's in another dimension, my missing daughter was in there and is resting upstairs in her room."

Hopper blinked as though he just lost most of his brain cells. "I'm sorry. I'm confused?"

"Yeah it's hard to believe that but given by what's happened, you better believe me on this," Sidney glared and by what they've both experiences, it's safe to say they HAVE to believe one another of what they told the other. As it came to a realization that they only could trust each other and not everyone else, not even Powell and Callahan.

"What do we do now then?" Hopper asked.

"We go to Joyce, tell her she's right." Sidney explained to him, "It's best we could do for her to tell her she's right and not crazy."

Hopper groaned, "Do we have to?"

"Yes!" Sidney punched him in the arm. "And I better not hear a complaint."

Hopper sighed, "Fine. We leave tomorrow."

"Great," Sidney stepped up, "In the meantime, you stay here. I need some rest and at this point, I think it's too dangerous to have anyone else we care about, that includes you alone."

Hopper smirked, "You care about me huh Jones?"

"Shut up," Sidney rolls her eyes, grabbing his arm and pulling him inside. "Just stay here and rest here, with us please?"

"Not like I have a choice," Hopper rolls his eyes, "So what do we do with uh...." He points upstairs.

"Jonathan and Nancy are going to look after her while we're gone."

"And Wyatt?"

"He's with the boys and Miss Wheeler. He's safe." Sidney told him. "So we don't have to keep our hands filled and go out to where that dimension is, then find Will."

Hopper nods, "Alright then."

As Joyce unraveled her Christmas lights, someone hammered on her door. She gets up and opens the door to find Hopper and Sidney standing there. Hopper had his index finger over his lips and a paper held up with the words 'Don't say anything' written across it.

"What? What?" Joyce whispered under her breath in alarm as they entered her house, Sidney closing the door.

Hopper stared wide-eyed at all the lights, "Oh Jesus," He mumbled quietly.

The multi-colored bulbs from the Christmas lights that Joyce had hung all over the inside of her house lay scattered on the table surfaces and the floor. Hopper unscrewed the last one and found nothing. He sat in a chair, breathing heavily, exhausted.

"Okay," Sidney panted out, "Should be okay, right?"

Hopper sat in a chair, breathing heavily and exhausted. "I mean...I can't guarantee it, but it should be okay."

"What the hell is going on Hopper?" Joyce questioned.

"They bugged my place," Hopper answered, staring at her seriously.

"What?"

"They bugged my place and hers." Hopper glanced over at Sidney.

"What?" Joyce turns to Sidney, hoping to get a clear statement out of her.

"They put a microphone in the light," Sidney took a deep breath. "It's 'cause I'm-well, we're on to them and they know it. I don't know..."

"Who?"

"Who knows," Hopper shakes his head. "CIA, NSA, Department of Energy....I don't know."

Joyce waved her hands in the air as she tried to understand what she had just heard. "You gotta explain this to me, 'cause I am not-"

"I went to the morgue last night, Joyce," Hopper looked straight into her eyes.

"What?"

Sidney turns to look at Joyce, "It wasn't him. I knew it and now so does he."

"What?" She asked again, leaning forward in astonishment.

"Will's body, it was a fake," Hopper sighed, "You were right. This whole time, you were right."

Joyce's lips trembled and her eyes closed, beginning to water as she looked at the cops and smiled in relief.

And Sidney felt that relief too. They found their case and now they need to know whose their enemy is.

Articles about Hawkins Lab, Dr. Martin Brenner, and Terry Ives lay across Joyce's coffee table as she and the two cops sat in the kitchen and discussed everything they had discovered.

"Then I found Jesse and brought her out, we barely survived and she was lucky to even be breathing."

"So, it's an actual dimension?" Hopper asked, rubbing his forehead at this new information.

Sidney nods, "How do you explain Jesse missing and suddenly appearing in my house? And the damaged clothes you saw that night. Also, consider that I wasn't with you at the lab when I found her."

Hopper would've said that she just found her in the woods but as she said at this point, any information is worth keeping.

"So you're saying Will's in another dimension?" Joyce asked, "Full of-"

"I don't know what they are but they were by what you described them." Sidney told her, "And these were the things that took the girls and Will."

"And the laboratory must've been covering this er, what are we calling this world?" Hopper asked irritatedly.

"The cold world?" Sidney suggested, "I'll find one for that I guess. Perhaps the best way to call these things though is Demogorgons."

"Why Demogorgons?" Hopper asked.

"Seems like something to call them, what are you thinking?" Sidney crossed her arms.

Hopper sighed, "Demogorgons it is then."

"Okay well we still gotta go through this whole plan again, what about the Laboratory?" Joyce asked.

Hopper sighed and responded, "I told you everything that I saw on that note."

"Oh, gosh," Joyce said sarcastically. "Tell me again."

"Upstairs or downstairs?"

"Upstairs."

Sidney leaned back against the kitchen counter and sat down as Joyce brought her cigarette back to her lips and they both watched Hopper from across her kitchen table.

"There was a laboratory. It was where they must do experiments or something, and then there was..." Hopper inhaled, "There was this kid's room."

"How do you know it was a kid's room?" Joyce frowned.

"More like a prison," Hopper commented with venom in his voice. Sidney raised her eyebrow at that thought in mind.

"So why would you think it was a kid's room, then?"

The man began to repeat what he has said earlier in irritation. "Because, I told you, the size of the bed, there was a drawing, there was a stuffed animal-"

"You d-didn't say there was a drawing," Joyce stammered out.

"Yeah, there was a drawing of a...an adult and a child. It said "11" on it." Hopper insisted.

"Was it good?"

"Was it kid's drawing?" Sidney asked.

"Yes," Hopper answered.

"It was most likely kid's drawing, Joyce," he clarified with exasperation, "It was stick figures."

With an exhale, Joyce hurried over to a counter cluttered with many items and pulled out a sheet of paper. Turning back to the table, she slammed it onto the wooden surface in front of them. Hopper stared down at a detailed crayon drawing, no stick figures in sight.

"Wasn't Will," Joyce declared confidently.

Sidney shook her head, "No, it must be some kid that went missing."

"Earl..." Hopper rose from his chair, "The night that Benny died, Earl said he saw some kid with a shaved head with Benny."

"He said it might be Will but it could be..."

Hopper nodded and rummaged through the reports.

"Wait...Maybe, it wasn't?" Joyce asked in confusion. Hopper pulled out the article he had been searching for.

"Look...this woman, Terry Ives, claims to have lost her daughter, Jane. She sued Brenner, she sued the government...Now, the claims came to nothing, but what if..."

Sidney gave him a bright smile, staring at all the evidence and pieces they combined together since Will's disappearance.

"What if we've been not only chasing Will.....but some other kid?" Sidney looked at the two, "And perhaps this Terry can help tell us about her daughter and maybe it can boost us to finding Will in the other world."

Joyce rubbed her chin, nodding in enlightenment, "Yeah...yeah this could work."

"Good," Hopper nodded, "I'm getting info on her and I'll be back in an hour. Sid, let's go."

It took some sense of driving and silence as Sidney's thoughts slowly pieced things together, Will disappearing, the Upside-Down world, the girl's disappearance, the monsters, and the missing kid.

However, while it was clear to both Jim and Sidney, given what they discovered, that they in fact connected with what Jim found in the Lab and the dimension that Sidney encountered which led her to find her daughter despite it seeming to be crazy to the Hawkins duo. But putting it together made sense,

Sidney calculated that Will was taken by the creature and is trapped in that dimension and later so did Barb and Jesse, but the Lab covered it all up and is making sure no one knew the truth. This explains the surveillance and cameras around, her theory was mostly through lights and radio, bringing the intention to look unout towards the people, particularly Dr. Brenner as much as possible until they can strike.

But as for the girl, she had no idea where she adds to the mix. She could be their chance to find Will in the dimension safely, otherwise, she wouldn't really be much connected to their priority. But that was a child and one thing that ached Sidney is when children are being treated like that.

The car rolled to a stop and the three got out of the car and Jim knocked on the door.

The door opened to reveal an older woman. with wavy brown hair. She narrowed her eyes at the three of them,

"Hi, can I help you?" she asked warily.

Jim cleared his throat before Sidney stepped in front of him, "Hi, we're looking for Terry Ives, does she live here?"

The woman leaned against the wall, "Who's asking?"

"Hawkins chief police and detective," Jim answered bluntly, gruffing at Sidney, who rolled her eyes smiling.

The woman opened the door with eyes wide, "And you want to talk to my sister?"

Sidney nodded, "Yes, If your sister is Terry Ives, then yeah we do."

The woman let them into her house, "Okay, well you can come in but if you want Terry to tell you anything, you're about five years too late."

"Why? What happened?" Sidney asked, her voice filled with concern.

"Come with me," The woman lead them through the back.

Sidney shared a curious look with Jim and Joyce as they were led into the back room. There, she saw a woman staring blankly at a T.V. Her eyes were like a statue, and her face was frozen in place.

The woman spoke, "Terry, you have some visitors."

Joyce was going to take a soft step forward towards Terry but Sidney stopped her, "Let me." She whispered.

Joyce frowned but nodded, placing trust in Sidney due to her soft tone. Sidney turned towards Terry and took a few softer steps as she knelt down and slowly held Terry's hand in a sense of comfort.

"Hi Terry," Sidney gave her a small comforting smile, "My name is Sidney Jones, these are my friends, Joyce and Jim. As you can see we really need your help in finding a boy, Will Byers. He's been missing almost about a week and we were wondering if we could talk to you about your daughter, Jane?"

There was a pause of silence, it looked like Terry was shocked, traumatized, or worst. It looked like she couldn't even stare or move at all,

"Please," Sidney silently pleaded. "If there's anything you could tell us about when she was taken and your relationship with Dr. Brenner." Sidney paused and looked directly into her eyes, getting a sense of read on what had possibly transpired, "He did something to you, did he? He took your daughter. I promise, tell us-speak us and I promise, I will do everything to save your daughter along with Will and put him away."

Sidney looked back at Joyce with a sad expression, not really knowing what to say.

Joyce cleared her throat, slowly walked towards Terry and knelt near Sidney, and pulled out a picture of Will, "This is Will. Maybe you have seen him on the news?" She looked over at the woman, "What's wrong with her?"

The woman shrugged, "I told you, you're wasting your time."

The group decided to leave Terry alone and go back into the kitchen. Sidney glanced around the room and her eyes landed on Jim who was leaning against the wall. He took a drag on his cigarette and then offered Sidney one, who took it and only smoked once.

"So what was Terry involved in?"

They turned to see Joyce asking the woman whose name was named Becky.

"She was part of some study in college," she explained.

"MK-Ultra?" Jim asked.

"Yeah, that's the one." Becky said with a nod, "it was started in the 50s and by the time Terry got involved it was supposed to be ramping down, but the drugs just got crazier. Messed her up pretty good."

Jim furrowed his eyebrows, "This was the CIA who ran this?"

Becky chuckled, "You and she would have gotten along, the Man, with the big capital M." she sighed, "They would pay a couple of hundred dollars to people like my sister. Give em' drugs, psychedelics. LSD mostly. Then they would strip her down and put her in these isolation tanks."

"Isolation tanks?" Sidney asked, crossing her arms.

Becky opened her arms, "These big bathtubs, filled with salt water so you can float around in there. Lose all sense of reality. They wanted to expand the mind. Really hippie shit." she took a deep breath, "I mean it's not like they were forcing her to do any of it, the thing is though she didn't know she was pregnant at the time."

Sidney spoke up, "Do you have any pictures of her."

"I don't think you guys understand, Terry miscarried in the third trimester," Becky said solemnly. She lead them into a nursery, "She kept all this up, for twelve years. Terry pretends that Jane is real. She believes that she was born with abilities."

"Abilities?" Jim asked curiously and glanced at Joyce and Sidney.

Becky laughed, "Abilities? You guys look scared actually." she looked at the baby crib, "The doctors say that it was a coping mechanism."

"Do you think there is any way she could be telling the truth about the kid?" Joyce asked in a shaky voice.

Becky shook her head, "No, there is nothing. No birth certificate."

"Yeah, but it could have been covered up," Jim argued.

Becky gave him a lopsided grin, "As I said, you and she would have gotten along."

Jim gave her a tight-lipped smile, "Well thank you for trying to help."

Becky led them out of the house, "I'm sorry I couldn't be more of help."

"Thank you for your time," Jim said with a nod and Becky closed the door.

"Well, that helped," Sidney sighed, "But any info can be valuable I guess. So what's next?"

Jim was about to answer but he got called by his walkie, which he grabbed and talked to which Sidney could guess was Powell.

As soon as he looked at Sidney she could tell that he had some scowl, muttering, "Kids these days."

Jim stormed towards his vehicle, the two girls walking behind him as they got into the car.

"What's wrong?" Joyce asked, seeing the soured and annoyed look on Hops face.

"Your old kids, along with Nancy Wheeler are at the station," Jim glanced back at Joyce, "Apparently you're son got into a smackdown with some asshole and assaulted a cop."

Joyce gasped, getting in the back, "What?!"

Nither Jim nor Sidney, who took the wheel, made no attempt to stop and explain futher as the car immediately started and floored itself back to Hawkins

'I thought I told them to stay out of this?!'