This is will be 'FEELINGS-CENTRIC'. This means, there will be real Mileven scenes but what I did was to describe their emotions and their feelings as it all happened. First one, this one, is about the last moment in chapter 8 and their reunion on the first minutes of chapter 9. Second one will be about that almost-kiss; Third one: will be made up, about what I THINK happened when Eleven closed the gate and reunited with Mike and, finally, Fourth one: will be about the Snow ball.

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The room seemed to spin around while they could feel the demo dogs – as Dustin called them – haunting outside. I was kind of like a deja vú, a nasty one to be living the same experience again and, at the same time, it was reassuring to be working together as a team once more; a team that came to be rather oddly. Even Steve, who had nothing to do with it was as compromised as the rest of them and, at the same time, wondering how he found himself ready to be eaten by those creatures growling outside.

Suddenly a noise made everyone gasp and turn around even they couldn't really see what was going on, they all held as a weapon anything they could find and waited to be attack and fight back. Then, out of nowhere a glass exploded and it took a moment for everyone to find the cause of that broken glass: a demo dog had flown across the Byers front window and got poked by Hopper's foot only to check that it was indeed dead. Questions like how and why was a dead demo dog on the living room seemed to be all that was on the mind of the people in there, like the sensation of fear that wrap them all again as a new noise, this time from the front door unlocking itself, took everyone into action pointing their guns and weapons to whatever that was getting closer to the Byers household.

The chain on the door slide until it fell loose and, as if it had taken years, it slowly opened before the presents, but none of them was ready for the person they saw, neither Mike even when he had been waiting that moment for almost a year.

Her feet stepped in and got inside, straightforward, wearing black clothes, different from how they all reminded her but with a bleeding nostril, she cause surprise and relief not caring about he worn down makeup in her serious and hard dark eyes. Seriousness that flew away and became something a lot more powerful as she saw Mike walking between Hopper and Steve with his body filled with emotions that overwhelmed him.

It was Eleven.

After so long, after so much loneliness, so much desperation, after missing her more than his bones could even bare, there she finally was. When Eleven finally saw him suddenly there was nobody else there, only Mike. His face looked sad and she could see how the boy's eyes became irritated as she herself felt like all her wishes of seeing him again became true on his surprise and the happiness she knew he was feeling right then. He was like an open book she could read and always understand and that it'd open just for her. And she knew, she knew because she had been visiting him all those days, away from him.

She knew he had missed her, she knew how much he missed her, she also knew how much that moment in time meant to Mike because it was the same for her. They were bonded, they were tight together by a rope that had been forced to stretch out until breaking but didn't, even when it had hurt. Finally it was time to see him and soon came to be.

Mike froze for a moment and he felt as nothing he ever thought that made him happy could now even compare to that moment. It wasn't a mirage or his imagination, they were Eleven's eyes looking at him like someone who sees a dream becoming true. It was like someone who was able to smile for the first time, with the face of a drowning person feeling the fresh air once more. He could read her so perfectly, even when they first met she was lack of any expression, Mike knew that the blank page she once was, now had his name written all over it, because she was looking at him like he knew he was looking at her. And in that moment, Mike was sure as real as it was the sun and it was the rain, that El felt the same.

Because Mike was in love with Eleven, and Eleven was in love with him.

- Eleven…

- Mike…

The desire living in their guts worked like two magnets pulling themselves to one another, colliding into a crushing hug. They had missed each other so much that they weren't fisically able to pull apart.

Mike hold her a fraction of a second faster than she did because he couldn't let her go. She was there, she had came back and there wasn't, really wasn't the smallest chance where he would even allowed her leaving his side ever again. To feel her warmth against his chest was as necessary as drinking water after a week lost in the desert. It was a matter of life and death; he had lived for that moment and died every day that went by without it.

Eleven felt his voice calling for her and only then she could said his name. Her voice crawled its way through her throat and the tears she had been holding back, choking her like every time she visited him without Mike knowing it, like every time she touched him without feeling his skin and then shouted her pain out when she got back to her loneliness so far away from him; were now pouring out of her eyes. Mike's arms held her tighter to his body and she sighed the air on her chest as she cried her sadness away. After being drowning for so long she could finally breathe and pulled her hands up to his back holding him close like if he was a lifesaver pulling herself from the ocean and saving her life… again.

- I never gave up on you. - said Mike looking at her straight in the eye.

He was a lot taller, she found out right away and she had to look up to see him in his eyes, and it made Eleven like him even more. Need him even more. His voice brought her joy and she listened to what he said on his relief face and the sincerity in his eyes, El on her torn apart heart, heard how he kept telling the truth because friends don't lie.

- I called you every night. Every night for…

- 353 days…- Eleven cut him off as she nodded her head.

She heard the way she said it and, just then, she was aware of how grateful she was with her fate for putting him on her way. At saying it out loud, at saying how many days he held on his hopes, El surprised herself of what she already knew; and even when she had a rough start her entire life in the lab, she now felt how everything begun to heal only because of it, because of Mike's hopes and because he needed her as much as she needed him. But he didn't have to explain or proof anything to her because Eleven knew better just how true he had been.

- I heard…- she whispered and looked at him while her heart pounded so hard she knew he could hear it. Yes, she had listened to Mike and his struggle, and his desperate search for her didn't passed unnoticed to Eleven nor she would ever forget. She wanted Mike to know that all his sacrifice and all his pain made El value him even more.

All that pain, all that agony, all that fear of not seeing each other again was replaced by a happiness greater than any demogorgon and any threat.

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