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"Check this out." Eddie comes out of his room, slamming a yellow page book onto the table. "The War Zone. I've been there once. It's huge. They got everything you need for, uh... well, killing things, basically."

"You think fake Rambo has enough guns there? Is that a grenade? I mean, how is any of this legal?" Robin freaks out.

"Well, lucky for us it is, so... This... This place is just far enough outside of Hawkins. As long as we steer clear of main roads, we oughta be able to avoid cops and, uh, angry hicks." Eddie smiles, trying to comfort everyone from this horrible but yet only great idea.

"If we're trying to avoid angry hicks, maybe we shouldn't go to some store called the War Zone." Erica rolled her eyes. I do miss her, still sassy as always.

"Normally, I'd agree, but we need the weapons. So I think it's worth the risk." Nancy agrees.

"Me too." I sighed. "Its our only hope." Steve snaps his fingers.

"Star Wars." I patted his shoulder.

"But is it worth the time? It'll take all day to bike there and back." Dustin looks at Eddie.

"Who said anything about bikes?"

"You got some car we don't know about?" Steve stands to Eddie.

"It's not exactly a car, Steve. And it's not exactly mine, but, uh... it'll do." He smiles and turns to Max. "Hey, Red, uh, you got a ski mask or a bandanna, something like that?" Max stand there, thinking. She leaves the trailer and we waited. She comes back a few minutes and hands him a Micheal Myers mask from Halloween. Eddie groans.

"Or you want to be caught? Up to you sweetheart." I patted his cheek. Eddie puts on the mask and we headed out. We followed him to another RV, hoping one by one in a small window.

"That was suffocating. Go! Come on." I followed him to the drivers seat. He pulled a bunch of wires. "Uhh i dont remember-" he was going to cut the green one.

"Give me that." I snatched the cutter and cut the red wire instead.

"Since when do you know how to hot wire a car?" He tells me. Steve and Robin came from behind, watching me.

"When your ex boyfriend is a literal felon, on your first date he doesn't have a car and thought hot wiring a mustang to go get hot dogs and make out in the woods was really good thing to impress girls." I shook my head as I tried to light it up.

"You dated a felon?"

"What can I say, im into bad boys, right Stevie? " i smirked up at Steve.

"Eddie, I'm not sure I love the idea of you driving." Robin told him as he sat in the drivers seat.

"Oh, I'm just starting this sucker. Harrington's got her." He looks up at him. "Don't ya, big boy?" Smiling big.

"What the hell? Hey!" We all jumped as the owners of the trailer popped up. "Open this door! Hey! They locked the door!" Eddie and Steve switched, Steve now driving the big trailer. I sat in the passengers seat, holding on.

"Everybody, hang on to something!" Steve yells. Steve steps on it, we all jumped up and down as the vehicle jumped. I held on to dear life from all this turning.

"They look pissed!"

"It's not every day you lose your house and car in one fell swoop."

"Hold on! Hold on!" Steve makes a big turn, finally on the road and ready to head to War Zone.

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We all sat around as we still had that long drive out of Hawkins to make. Boring, old music, nobody talking.

"How's it handle?" I said to Steve.

"Not half bad." He touches the wheel. "Considering that this is a... house." We both chuckled from what happened a few hours ago. "Yeah, it's... it's silly, but I... I've actually... I always had this dream that I'd have this really... really big family. I'm talking, like, uh, a full brood of Harringtons. Like, five, six kids." He was shy on telling me this. Stuttering, debating if he should say it. I thought it was cute.

"Six?" I sat to look at him. "Imagine six little Harringtons running around. Wow."

"Yeah. Six little nuggets. Three girls, three boys." We laughed at the idea. "And... and every summer, I figured all of us Harringtons, we would pack into something like this and... just see the country. You know, the Rockies, Grand Canyon, maybe Yellowstone. End up in some beachside town in California. Spend a week parked in the sand. Learn how to surf or something. And all i want is to do it with you. Its always been you." I smiled to myself.

"That sounds nice."

"Yeah?" He sits up straight.

"Yeah. Well, uh, except for the six-kid part. That sounds like a total nightmare."

"If only we had some practice." We looked back at the kids. Right.

"All right. Fair. That's fair." I clapped my hands. Six wouldn't be too bad. "Six kids are good, even number." Steve turns to me, smiling a bit. "But if you really think about it, six of them, two of us... we'll be overruled!"

"Oh no yeah." He smiles.

"Plus we would have to get a minivan."

"Not a good look for us." We both laughed.

"Honestly, I don't care how many kids we have, six or just one, it would never change the way I love you." He grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles. "After I graduate, how about we start?"

"You're kidding."

"You want your 6 nuggets right, im all yours."

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Steve parked the trailer out in the back so nobody would see. Lucas, Dustin and Eddie stayed behind while the rest of us head in and get what we needed. We stepped into the store. A bunch of older people where here. I gulped at the sight. Reminds me the time Lonnie dragged me down to one of these and bought me a gun for my 15th birthday. Its giving uncle of year, not.

"So much for avoiding angry hicks."

"Let's be... fast." Nancy said as we broke apart.

"Yep. Definitely." I told myself. I walked myself around, grabbing some supplies we think may need. I stopped at the knives, checking them out.

"Wendy Byers." My head shot up. Shit. I looked to my left and saw the one and only Jason. Of course he would be here.

"Jason Carver." I cleared my throat. He walks up to me, checking out the knives i just put down.

"You look different since you left, California treating you right?" He tries to make conversation. I tried to look around for Steve, hell, even Erica, but nothing. "Sorry, what brings you back?" Jason looked like shit. Hes eyes were red, like worse then Argyle having two purple delights in a day.

"Romantic week with Steve." I lied.

"Right, Harrington is your boyfriend." He looks around and chuckles. "I forget that, i mean you two are polar opposites."

"Not really."

"Why are you here?" He asked me.

"Its a public place."

"You, Wendy Byers, the cousin of Zombie boy, and crazy Joyce, is buying guns?" That made me mad. I gripped the knife in my hand hard. He saw the twitch on my nose as he poked something in me.

"Why not." I acted cool.

"Joining the hunt?"

"To kill Eddie?" I laughed in his face, which he didn't like one bit. "Are you that stupid?" That tick him off.

"Excuse me?" He steps more closer to me. I swear ill use this knife and not think twice. "You better watch it you satanist."

"Wow." I widen my eyes. "Satanist? Why because I listen to different music and dress all in black? Wow Carver." I stood closer to him. Now up in our faces. "Do you really think you're going to get away murdering Munson?" I tilted my head.

"He killed Chrissy-"

"But you don't know that, you weren't there." I cut him off. "How are you that sure it was Eddie? Jason, Jason." I tisk. "Whats your motive? You were close to the other two victims, Chrissy, girlfriend, Patrick, best buddy.
If i were the police, i would keep an close eye on you, especially you having a target practice on Munson." Jason raised his hand and I quickly grabbed it, squeezing his wrist. "Try me." I growled at him. Jason's nose twitched.

"I will hurt you just like im going to do with Munson." Steve comes running up and pushes him off.

"Dont even try it. You touch her, i swear that Munson wont be the head of your problems."

"Dont worry, ill come for you and your freak of a family too!"i swung a punch and Steves eyes widen as Jason hit the ground.

"You better catch me then you pansy ass mamas boy!" I yelled at Jason as Steve drags me out of the place with the others.

"What happened?" Lucas said as we all ran in the trailer.

"Wendy and Jason bumped heads. We gotta go." Steve started to drive.

"Your old friends are here."

"Shit!" Lucas ducks and so does Eddie.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"I'm going! I'm going! Sit down!" Steve drives off and we got out of the shop as Jason walks out. He looks at me as we drove pass, flicking him off.