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"Can't this rust bucket go any faster?" Mike grumbled.
"Hey, don't mock my car." Nancy chuckled. "Calm down, we're almost there."
"We should have started earlier." Mike sighed.
"You do realize that it was almost inevitable that this happened, right?" Nancy looked at him. "I mean, a traffic jam on the start of Easter weekend?"
"I'd have thought that most people leave on Friday morning." Mike shrugged.
"It's only ten more miles." Nancy said and concentrated back on the road.
"But it's almost ten-thirty already." Mike whined.
"Jesus, I know you're missing El, but can you show a little patience please?" Nancy barked at him. "I can't drive any faster. I don't want to break any traffic laws before my vacation."
"Sorry." Mike apologized.
"And please, for the love of god, remember that I have to get up early tomorrow so me and Jonathan can drive to Buffalo, so keep the noise to a minimum, alright?" Nancy smiled at him, making Mike blush.
"We don't..." Mike began.
"Oh, don't give me that crap." Nancy laughed. "I know that you two will have sex the moment El's door closes."
Mike could only blush at his sister's statement because he knew that it was most likely true. He wouldn't push El, he would wait for her to make the move to make absolutely sure that she wanted it too and if she did, there wasn't a circumstance where would say no, except Joyce or Will walking in. Otherwise, he would give her the pleasure she wanted.
It took twenty minutes to reach the house Joyce had rented after moving here. Mike could see someone standing in the window and he jumped out of the car as soon as the engine was off, opening the trunk to take out their luggage, handing Nancy her bags and taking his own before she put hers back into the trunk, since she and Jonathan would leave in the morning. Both walked to the door, which opened to reveal his stunning girlfriend.
"Mike!" El squealed and ran out to him, jumping into his arms with Mike dropping his bags just in time to catch her.
Nancy grinned at the two, watching how hard they kissed each other while El's legs wrapped around Mike's hips so she could hold herself up. She went into the house, Jonathan quickly hugging her too and giving her a loving kiss before escorting her into the living room where she hugged Joyce and Will.
"Where's Mike?" Joyce asked.
"Where do you think." Nancy chuckled.
"They're doing their Siamese twin thing again." Will grinned.
"Tell them to at least come in, no need to let all those insects into the house." Joyce told them and Will went outside to poke them both.
"Could you take this inside?" Will asked and Mike nodded, letting go of El who simply squeezed her legs tighter to hold herself while Mike bent his knees to blindly take his bags.
"Jeez, stop for a moment, will you?" Will laughed. "You have ten whole days to do this."
"Not even remotely enough." El whined as she let go of Mike, dropping to the ground and taking one of his three bags.
"Yeah." Mike agreed and followed El into the house, his girlfriend giving her hips an extra sway and winking at him when she turned her head. "Minx."
"Mike!" Joyce smiled at him and gave him a hug. "Welcome back."
"Glad to be back." Mike hugged her back. "Thanks for letting me stay here."
"Are you kidding?" Joyce laughed. "If I had said no, El would have either flung me through the window or simply hitchhiked to Hawkins. Maybe both."
"No, she wouldn't have." Mike looked at El whose face said the difference.
"Maybe I would." she shrugged innocently, seeing his aghast look. "What? I missed you."
"Remind me to never make you mad." Mike laughed and took her in his arms again, kissing her temple.
"If you guys wanna watch TV, you can, I'm going to bed." Joyce said.
"No, we're heading to bed too, we have to leave early tomorrow." Jonathan shook his head, Nancy nodding her agreement and both wished the others goodnight before leaving them alone.
"I don't think they want to watch TV." Will chuckled, making El and Mike blush.
"Please, keep the noise level down then." Joyce smiled. "It's hard enough knowing that you are having sex already at fifteen."
"I..." Mike stammered.
"We promise." El smiled back, glad that Joyce was this understanding.
"I think I'll read a a bit while listening to music." Will winked at them and left them alone.
"So..." Mike took a deep breath, unsure on how to proceed.
"Lets go!" El grabbed his hand and pulled him into her room.
"Hey, you want to... WHOA!" Mike yelped when El suddenly pushed him and he flew onto the bed, while she kicked the door shut and locked it. "Did you just use your powers on me?"
"Maybe." El smirked and climbed into bed after him, crawling forward like a cat on the prowl.
"Does that mean you can access them again at will?" Mike asked, his hands running over her thighs when she straddled him.
"Still not the way I used to but I'm getting better again." she nodded, taking off her shirt and seeing his eyes go wide. "I've been practicing."
"That's great!" he exclaimed, his hands moving up to cup her bra-covered breasts. "Beautiful."
"So, you wanna talk more about my powers?" she smiled coyly, leaning down to kiss him. "Or do you want to get naked and show me how happy you are to see me?"
"I choose door number two." he said seriously and sat up, taking her with him and taking off his shirt as well while El unhooked her bra and took it off.
"Mmmmh, that feels nice." she breathed when his lips closed around her right nipple. "I missed this so much."
"Me too." he agreed and pulled her down for another kiss but she simply pushed him down again.
"Mike, we can cuddle and kiss afterwards." she winked and stood up, pulling down her sweatpants and panties in one swoop before dropping down again to unbutton his pants and pulling them off as well. "Someone's happy to see me."
"He's always happy to see you." Mike chuckled, his erection straining against his shorts, which El quickly took off too. "El, you wanna...?"
"Nope." she hook her head and straddled him again, lining herself up and grabbing his manhood through her legs. "We can do foreplay another time, tonight, I simply need you."
"Oh god, how I missed this!" he groaned when she lowered herself.
"Shit, it feels even better without a condom." El moaned, beginning to move after a few seconds of simply enjoying the feeling. "Lets try to be quick and quiet."
"After two weeks without touching myself, quick is what you will get." he chuckled and pulled her down to him to kiss her.
"Fuck, keep doing that!" she moaned into his mouth when he began thrusting upward fast.
For Mike, this feeling of doing it without a condom made him regret that he didn't masturbate a day or two before to desensitize himself a bit. He quickly felt his climax coming and it took him just four minutes before he came, groaning into her mouth as he pounded upwards until the pulses stopped and he sank back, weak in the legs.
"That was fast." El giggled and climbed off of him.
"Sorry." he apologized. "Will make it longer the next time."
"You better." she grinned and felt a strange sensation on her leg. "Ew! One disadvantage of not using a condom."
"Yeah." he nodded and looked away when she began cleaning away his spill with a tissue.
"Small price to pay." she winked at him and jumped back into bed, straddling him again just to feel his body against hers. "I missed you so much."
"I've missed you too." he sighed and held her tight.
"How are the others doing?" she asked.
"Well, Dustin and Jennifer are getting along fine, her dad even allows him into their house now, though they're not leaving them alone in any room for more than five minutes." he told her.
"Her parents don't know that they spent the night together on New Years, do they?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Nope, and they surely won't tell them." he grinned.
"What about Lucas and Max?"
"We caught them doing it in the AV room last week." Mike shuddered. "Our sanctuary in school and they violated it."
"I bet they liked that." El laughed.
"We came in right when Lucas was finishing." Mike recounted. "Hearing that was something I won't forget for a while ."
"I'm curious, how did Max sound?" El wanted to know.
"In that moment, we didn't hear her at all, I don't know if she was just quiet or if Lucas' impression of a moose drowned out her sounds." Mike shrugged, making El laugh.
"So, wanna get some sleep or wanna cuddle some more?" she asked.
"Cuddling is always nice, but we really should sleep." he sighed. "Sitting in a car for hours is always stressful for me, given my long legs."
"Turn around." she ordered after sitting up, waiting until he did before she straddled his ass.
"Oh, that feels nice." he hummed when El began massaging his back.
"Wow, your back has gotten really strong." El commented as her hands ran over his skin. "That swimming really bulked you up."
"And from what I felt before, all that running made your ass even sexier." he chuckled, humming into her touch.
"You can touch it as much as you want." she whispered seductively into his ear. "Your hands and mine are the only ones allowed to touch it."
"Good." he winked, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
"And a doctor, should it be required." she added with a grin.
"I love you." he mumbled tiredly, her massage calming him down immensely.
"Love you too." she replied warmly but then noticed that he had fallen asleep.
With a loving smile, she put on his shirt to cover her body down to the knees and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and use the toilet. After her return, she found him facing the side and got into bed next to him, scooting backwards until her body was flush against his and pulled his arm over her waist, closing her eyes and, now that he was behind her again, she quickly fell asleep.
"Wow, you've been busy." Marcus looked surprised at the amount of document cases in their office. "Still looking for other subjects?"
"Yeah." Bryan sighed, trying to ignore the pounding headache that always came on when he used his abilities to absorb information.
"Any luck?"
"Found twelve so far but I think that was it." Bryan tapped a folder in front of him. "Half of them are dead though."
"Were they killed or did they die?" Marcus asked.
"As far as the reports go, they died from natural causes." Bryan told him. "Complications from their powers. Their brains couldn't handle the strain when they used them. They could be lying though, but I don't think so."
"You mean complications like your nosebleeds and headaches?" Marcus raised an eyebrow.
"The nosebleeds are a symptom of the strain, yes." Bryan nodded. "My headaches come from the rapid consumption of knowledge, so they're only an indirect result of using my powers."
"I still can't believe the things you can do." Marcus chuckled. "The director was very impressed when he saw you in action."
"Which was a good thing because we got this new, shiny office." Bryan laughed. "Was the brass convinced of our report about the machine?"
"Since they got the wreckage from the Russian base beneath Hawkins and the witness statement from this Doctor Owens, yeah, they believe it." Marcus nodded. "They want a plan as to how we can disrupt the Russian experiments on their side."
"I guess that was to be expected." Bryan shrugged.
"But how are we supposed to do that?" Marcus asked. "Even if they really are in Kamchatka, I doubt we could simply go there by sub and land a strike force."
"I have an idea about that, actually." Bryan said.
"And that would be?"
"We open a gate and go to Russia in that other dimension." Bryan revealed. "The same way this Jim Hopper apparently got there."
"You found out more about him too?"
"Yep." Bryan nodded and tapped another folder. "James Hopper, born in 1942, lived in Hawkins Indiana all his early life. Joined the military in 1960 and sent to Vietnam in 1965 with the first wave. Sent home after getting wounded in the Tet offensive and received an honorable discharge. Returned to New York City where he attended the police academy and became a homicide detective."
"Sounds good." Marcus commented.
"Got married and had a daughter in 1971, who died of cancer in 1978." Bryan continued. "Her death led to him abusing alcohol and anti-anxiety drugs and after his wive divorced him, he returned to Hawkins in 1979 and was named Chief of Police there. Ostensibly died on July 4th, 1985 when he and some others closed the gate under Hawkins, an event that destroyed the Starcourt Mall in Hawkins."
"Speaking of the Starcourt Mall, it seems that the mayor of Hawkins at the time was complicit in allowing the Russians to build it there." Marcus mentioned, handing a folder to Bryan who absorbed the information in a few seconds.
"Interesting." Bryan hummed.
"Turned out the Russians had used a shell company to build it and the mayor knew that they were Russians and building their lab under Hawkins." Marcus continued.
"Has he been arrested?" Bryan asked.
"He's already in jail." Marcus nodded. "He was arrested after the fire, tried and convicted and now serves his sentence in the Terre Haute federal prison."
"Tried for conspiracy against the United States." Bryan gleaned from the information he had absorbed. "He's lucky we're not in a hot war, otherwise he would've been executed."
"I think we need to pay him a visit." Marcus suggested. "He may not have told the investigators everything and you could get everything he held back."
"You're right." Bryan nodded. "Can you make the necessary preparations?"
"Of course." Marcus agreed. "Have you found anything regarding how the gate under Hawkins lab was opened in the first place?"
"I did." Bryan showed him yet another folder. "Turns out, Hawkins lab was run by Doctor Martin Brenner."
"Wait, the same Brenner that was the head of the Narcotic Enforcement Division for almost two decades?" Marcus interjected.
"Apparently." Bryan nodded and handed Marcus a folder. "But that was only a cover for his real purpose."
"Project MKUltra." Marcus read and perused the content. "My god, we did this?"
"That's where he started using drugs for mind control experiments."
"And he used that on kids?" Marcus gasped. "Seriously, that's just vile."
"Tell me about it." Bryan agreed. "I mean, I was experimented on but I agreed to that and they never used drugs on me, not even to try to enhance my abilities. But his first test subjects weren't children. It was grown women. And apparently one of them was pregnant during the experiments and her daughter developed strong powers."
"Terry Ives." Marcus read from an attached report. "Jesus, what did he do to her?"
"They called it electro-convulsive therapy." Bryan scoffed. "Fancy way of saying that they pushed tasers against her head to fry her brain."
"She sued the lab before that?"
"Yes, they covered up the birth of her daughter and she wanted her back. Broke into the lab to get her and then they tortured her until she became a vegetable." Bryan nodded.
"Shit." Marcus gasped. "So wait, if her daughter was number eleven, what about those before, like you?"
"I was raised in a lab in Seattle, along with projects two, three and four, who all came after me." Bryan explained. "Projects five to seven were raised in New Mexico. In Hawkins, Brenner began with subject eight."
"Does he still live?"
"His body was never found." Bryan told him. "So, if he's still alive, he must be in hiding."
"How many Brenner projects are still alive?"
"Apart from Eleven?" Bryan looked at him. "Number Eight lives."
"Was she taken from her mother as well?"
"In a sense." Bryan nodded. "Brenner had her kidnapped from her home."
"Good god." Marcus sighed. "But if this Jane got her powers because her mother was a test subject in drug trials, so to speak, how did this Eight get her powers?"
"Because the drugs they used are also sold on the streets, LSD in particular." Bryan told him. "The mother of number Eight quite possible used drugs too during her pregnancy. But the chance of the fetus actually developing those powers seems to be very, very slim."
"Yeah, otherwise there would be a lot more people with these powers out there." Marcus concurred.
"So, how did he open this gate?"
"He didn't." Bryan replied. "Project Eleven did."
"How?"
"According to their records, she was put into a sensory deprivation tank so she could spy on Russians in the void." Bryan explained.
"Isn't that this place you go to sleep in?"
"Correct. But while she was in there, she also found a monster, the one that the Russians described in their transcripts." Bryan continued. "Brenner ordered her to make contact with the monster and as soon as she did it, the gate opened and one of those monsters came out and grabbed a lab assistant who was close to it."
"Agents Templeton and Boyd?" someone interrupted them.
"Yes?" Bryan looked at the newcomer.
"Your presence is requested in the conference room." the man said and waited for the two follow him.
"What's with all the suits?" Marcus wondered, seeing several men in suits standing along the corridor and in front of the conference room door.
"They're Secret Service." Bryan told him.
"He's waiting." their guide said and opened the door.
"Oh crap." Marcus whispered as they walked into the room and saw the director talking to a second person while several high-ranking military officers stood on the other side of the table.
"Mister Vice President." Bryan greeted the man respectfully, Marcus doing the same.
"Agents." Vice President Bush nodded to them and turned back to the director. "Them?"
"Them." Director Webster nodded. "Have a seat, Agents."
"Sir." Bryan nodded and sat down, the general and the other officers as well.
"So, during yesterday's intelligence briefing, we learned a disturbing thing regarding the Soviet Union." Bush began. "How high is your confidence about this?"
"Very high." Bryan said.
"And have you pinpointed the location of the facility?"
"Yes, sir, it's a prison camp on the Kamchatka Peninsula." Marcus nodded. "Set inside a mountain."
"Sir, a direct strike is out of the question, either by air or ground." the general, whose name tag said Miller, spoke up. "Even if we disguised our soldiers, the Russians would know it was us unless we sent a team consisting solely of Asian Americans."
"But that could probably lead to a large-scale war between China and Russia and I don't doubt they would use their nuclear arsenal as well." another officer interjected.
"Agent Templeton, Director Webster told me that you were working on a plan to infiltrate the facility and destroy this experimental machine that the Russians believe can win them the Cold War." Bush said. "Is that true?"
"Yes, but it's not guaranteed to succeed and it would require the involvement of certain civilians." Bryan nodded.
"Can you tell me the plan?" Bush asked.
"Do you really want to know?" Bryan retorted. "It would negate your possible deniability."
"That's okay." Bush nodded.
"How much do you know already?" Bryan asked. "About the more... hard to believe background information?"
"That the Russians have opened a gate to another dimension that they could use to quickly get soldier or worse anywhere into the US." Bush nodded. "You're right, very hard to believe but I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt, given that the transcripts say as much themselves."
"My plan, as it is right now, is to find the other subjects and get their help in opening a gate and going to the Russian facility to destroy their machine." Bryan told him. "We would use a newly developed weapon designed to, uh... sanitize enclosed spaces, which would also destroy any traces of our involvement."
"That weapon is highly classified." General Miller threw in.
"General, with all due respect, where do I work?" Bryan chuckled.
"Point taken." Miller took it with humor. "But the weapon has barely left its prototype status."
"What weapon is this?" Bush asked the general.
"It's called Project Wood Chipper." General Miller told his superior.
"Wood Chipper?" Bush raised an eyebrow.
"Would you have us call it Project Room Cleaning Bomb?" Miller shrugged.
"Point taken." Bush laughed. "How does it work?"
"It fills a room with a new, airborne fire accelerant." Miller explained. "If the room is connected via air ducts to others, those will be filled as well. When the timer runs out, the bomb explodes, igniting the accelerant and sanitizing the room or rooms. Only a very small amount of this accelerant is needed to completely burn a large room."
"So, it's like Napalm?" Webster asked, reminded of Vietnam.
"Close, but it's more like a gas than a liquid." Miller nodded.
"What are the casualty estimates?" Bush asked, looking at Bryan.
"Since it's a Russian prison inside a mountain and assuming it's full of prisoners, add the scientists, we're looking at an estimated casualties of roughly five thousand." Bryan told him. "That's the worst case scenario in terms of loss of life. Maybe even more, depending on how many prisoners the Russians stuffed in there."
"And there's no other way?" Bush asked.
"Unfortunately not." Bryan sighed. "If we just destroy the machine with C4 or any other explosive, the Russians would just build a new one or it would lead to an even worse situation if they find out that we did it."
"What would stop them from starting the project again anyway?"
"First, if a catastrophic failure happens, a lot of the scientists will be dead as well and they may rethink their approach." Marcus interjected. "Also, we're reasonably certain that the Russian government as a whole doesn't know about this. It seems to be handled internally by the KGB and its military counterpart."
"And, as was pointed out before, the Soviet Union looks like it's about to collapse anyhow in the near future." Bryan added.
"There's one flaw in your plan." General Miller interrupted. "Say you open the gate and can go through it, how will you get to Russia? Are you going to walk?"
"Their American prisoner appears to have done that." Bryan told him. "He apparently went through the gate under Hawkins, Indiana and emerged inside that prison camp in Russia. And I doubt he would have survived for months in that other dimension, given that the lab reports state that its atmosphere slightly toxic and that its also inhabited by dangerous creatures."
"Which means that time and space are apparently different in that other dimension." Marcus added, still not believing he was talking about it as if he knew anything.
"Agent, you have my full blessing to conduct your mission. Director Webster, I want you to make every resource available to him." Bush ordered, getting up, everyone else following his lead as protocol demanded.
"Understood." Webster nodded and watched as the Vice President left. "Well, Agents, looks like you got a blank check. You better get to work."
"Yes, Director." Bryan nodded and left the conference room, Marcus following him.
"So, how far is your plan along?" Marcus asked.
"Barely started." Bryan sighed. "Since I found the living subjects, we need to pay them a visit and recruit them. We also have to wait for the military to finish the prototype of their aerosol bomb before we can make a move."
"Where do you want to open the gate?" Marcus asked.
"I think we should use the gate that was already opened." Bryan told him as they entered their office. "The one under Hawkins lab."
"I thought that it's closed again."
"Yeah, that's why we need the girl who opened it in the first place." Bryan nodded.
"Why would she help us?" Marcus wanted to know. "Given the pain she has experienced thanks to that."
"If we tell her that the man who adopted her is still alive, I think she will jump at the chance." Bryan chuckled sadly.
"What else do we need?"
"I'm going to search the locations of the other subjects, so far I only know where number six is." Bryan said. "You're going to contact a local team that has to scout out the Russian bunker under the lab, to see if we need the Corps of Engineers to clear rubble and for possible later construction."
"Okay." Marcus nodded and sat down at his desk to pick up his phone and dial the number to the CIA post in Indianapolis.
No writing for me tomorrow. Once I'm home from work, I'm going to do an Escape Room with my buddies before we indulge in the age old male pastime of eating barbecued meat and drinking a few cold ones :D
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