Thanks so much for you support, Resisiting-Moonlight. Your very kind review really made me feel better about my writing. I really appreciate the support you have been giving.

Also, sorry that this is a really short chapter and it's not the best, it was a little rushed. Plus I had to type it in my phone if there are some really extreme grammar errors please excuse them.

Will was lying in bed, awake, he couldn't sleep, not with the sound of their fighting. He should of never told Jonathan, he should of known that Jonathan would tell, his Mom. He hated it so much when they fighted, they were both on the same side anyway, they just didn't realize.

Jonathan had caught Will practicing using his powers, it was at that time when he realized that something was wrong and he needed to tell his Mom. Now Jonathan and Joyce were in a debate on what they should do about this knew discovery.

"What the hell, I can't believe you were actually going to keep this from me." Joyce yelled, shaking her head.

"It was for Will, for his own protection!" Jonathan said, angered, running his hand through is hair.

"What? Do you think you have to protect him form me?" Joyce said, pointing to herself.

"No, of course not mom. But what if those government people who took that girl...eleven, want to take Will. I'm worried that if I tell anyone something could happen." Jonathan said, pacing the room. He didn't want Will to be hurt in any way.

Joyce sighed, "I may have already told those government people, before I knew that he had powers. I had noticed something was up with him, so I figured those people at the lab may know how to help him." "You did what! Now they are going to take him from us. I can't believe you." Jonathan said, shaking his head and storming off into his room."

Will didn't understand what was wrong. Who were those people at the lab, would they hurt him? Tears formed in his eyes, his brother and mom had his fate in their hands. Just as things seemed to be getting better, they had suddenly gotten worse.

Will was lying on his side, facing the opposite direction of the door. Tears were streaming down his face. Suddenly his mom entered the room, "Hey sweetie, you know that I just want you to be safe, that's why tomorrow morning I set up an appointment with Dr. Owens. He is going to trying and help you."

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Elven and Nancy stood in a aisle in a local clothing store, staring at the juniors section. El pointed toward a blue and orange striped rugby shirt.

"No you don't want that, how about something like this.", Nancy said, holding up a blue and pink striped sweater.

"Yes, pretty." Eleven smiled, grabbing the sweater and hugging it. Nancy laughed, staring at the strange girl. She really wanted to be kind to EL, for Mike. Lately she had wanted to be closer to him, ever since what had happened. Memories of the horrible experience and Barb flashed through her mind. She didn't want to think about that, not now, so she continued her shopping trip with El.

She had helped Eleven pick out some shirts, sweaters, skirts, a few dressed, and some jeans. She had a very interesting experience trying to explain things like undergarments to Eleven.

...

Karen and Mike Wheeler sat face to face at their dining room table. Mike's palms were sweating, he couldn't make eye contact with his mother, he was to nervous.

"Honey, El has been her for almost a week, we can't keep her here forever." Karen said truthfully sorry.

"Why can't we, can't she live with us?" Mike said, shaking his head at his mother.

"No, I have enough to deal with, having the three of you around. Plus, ware would she sleep. She couldn't stay in the basement forever." Mrs. Wheeler replied sternly.

"Gee, okay mom." Mike sighed as he slouched in his chair and rolled his eyes.

"Now, Michael don't take that tone tword a me. She can stay until we figure out a living situation for her." Karen said, hoping Mike wouldn't stay upset.

"Fine." Mike replied bluntly as he stomped up the stairs.

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The next morning Joyce Byers stuck to her word and took Will to the Hawkins lab. As Joyce pulled up in the parking lot Will had a weird feeling in his stomach, something was wrong. He had vague memories of the sterile environment, bright lights, begging rushed out of the building with and oxygen mask on, and then being in a hospital. As he entered the building he felt strange, different.