A/N: It's time for day three! Prompts- gun to temple /"say goodbye"/impaled Summary: What if Brenner and Eleven got separated when the military showed up? What if that caused Dr. Brenner to survive? What if he then showed up at the pizza place after Elevens mind fight with Vecna?

Eleven could feel the disappointment swell within herself. She had failed to stop Vecna. Even if Max was still alive, her body was completely destroyed and Hawkins was already starting to be torn in half.

As much as she didn't want to tell the others she owed it to them. So taking a few deep breaths, she forced herself away from Max and back into her own body.

She pushed herself up from where she laid on one of the side tables. She looked around and was surprised to find that none of the boys were around her.

The shock from the situation died out as she heard commotion from the outer room. So besides her exhaustion she pushed herself off the table and rushed towards the other room. Right before she could enter she heard a voice who made her freeze.

It was Papa. Back in the secret bunker, after the government arrived, she had gotten separated from him. She hadn't been sure he had survived or escaped from the military but now her fears were confirmed. Not only was Papa alive he had found her again.

She leaned around the corner to see what was happening. What she saw shouldn't have caught her off guard but it did. Papa had Mike in his grasp- holding a gun to her boyfriends head.

What she heard him say next shocked her, "If you don't give me Eleven now, you can say goodbye to your little friend over here."

She tried to conceal her anger at the situation. She couldn't believe Papa had the nerve to continue living just to continue haunting and torturing her.

Will, Jonathan, and Argyle were standing a few feet away from Papa and Mike, clearly trying to stall and give enough time for Eleven to wake up. She could tell they were waiting for her by the way they kept glancing back towards were she stood.

Papa was getting impatient though and tightened his hold on her boyfriend.

"I'm not joking kids! Give her to me now or he's dead! His death won't harm me! Eleven doesn't need him as a distraction anyway." Papa shouted looking madder by the second.

The others must have hesitated too long for her Papa's liking because he started moving his finger closer to the trigger.

"I want Eleven now!" Papa spit out.

Eleven was done waiting to see how long it would take him to explode and dashed out from around the corner.

Within a second Mike was safety with the others and Papa was pushed back against the wall.

"Eleven! Stop this tantrum this instant! You don't want to act like a monster now do you? You don't want to be like Henry?!"

Eleven knew she shouldn't have let the words hurt her but they stung. He hit her weak spot in an instant. So without her knowledge she dropped her hold on Papa.

Eleven was unaware of what was happening around her, to caught up on what he said- to afraid that the words he spoke were true.

She was so unaware of what was happening she didn't notice papa moving closer to her. She didn't notice him holding a syringe in one hand. She didn't notice when he had moved right up against her and was about to stab her in the neck with the syringe.

What she did notice was when Will jumped at Papa, who was surprisingly less then a foot away from her. Will who had one of the pizza knifes in his hands and Will who pushed that knife into Papa's chest.

In a second shouting came from all directions, Papa's pain, Mike's astonishment, Jonathan's shock, and Argyle's confusion.

Eleven fell backwards- from what she wasn't quite sure. It was probably a mix of shock from Papa almost getting her, shock from Will stabbing Papa, and maybe even her pure exhaustion.

She sat back and watched as Jonathan rushed towards Will and pulled him away from Papa. Eleven felt Mike's hands wrap around her mid-section before she felt herself being tugged up. She didn't have the strength to fight and instead let herself be raised up into a chair.

Argyle stood completely still not uttering a single sound. Papa on the other hand wouldn't stop his muttering. When the ringing from her ears stopped she was able to make out what he was saying. He kept going on and on, asking if Eleven understood why he did what he did. Kept asking if Eleven would forgive him.

Maybe if she hadn't just watched him attempt to kill her boyfriend in order to gain control of her again she would have been more forgiven. Instead she pointed towards the kitchen, to which Mike luckily understood and moved her along with her seat into the kitchen.

In the kitchen she watched Jonathan help Will get the blood of his hands. After will was clean Jonathan proceeded to clean the knife.

"We're going to have to burry him outside and then clean up. After that we'll need to leave right away. If he found us, who knows how far behind the military is." Jonathan told them.

Will was unanimously voted to keep El company while the other two boys left to clean up the bloody mess.

After a good while of silence passed Argyle came in.

"Just finished with the body. They're cleaning up the space. Asked me to make some food to give you strength." Argyle whispered with a haunted look on his face.

Still Argyle being Argyle did his best to cheer the two of them up as he made two large pizza's.

Right as the pizza's finished baking Mike and Jonathan came back saying they had finished. They put the pizza's into pizza boxes, grabbed a few drinks, chip bags, and plates before rushing everyone else out towards the van.

Jonathan helped everyone get settled and passed out the food before he started driving. Eleven munched on the food while giving a brief description of what took place during the fight with Vecna. The news of what happened caused the van to get even more solemn.

Eleven ate until she couldn't anymore- which admittedly wasn't a lot, and then laid her head against Mike. While what happened with Hawkins was a disappointment, Eleven was glad that at least she was able to save the people she was with from death.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep; her being glad to escape reality even if only for a few short hours.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed day three! Thank You so much for reading! Thank you to everyone who liked and/or commented on this. Till next time!