I'm pretty sure a decent amount of chapters ago I said one way or another that Richie was older than Bev, but no, he's younger, just so y'all know xD. I'd go back and change it if I wasn't so lazy xD. Anyways, this was supposed to be up Saturday but then I had a family reunion and Sunday I had a birthday party that I was at for a solid six hours. Hope you like the surprise at the end! XD


A few minutes after everything happened, Went and Maggie came back in. The two boys were both red faced, but smiling.

"Hey." Maggie said softly. "You should be laying back, sir." she scolded her son.

"I had work to do… ma, leave me alone." he gave her a cheeky grin and she snorted.

"That's what you kids call it nowadays then, eh?" Went asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Dad." Richie whined, hiding his face with his hands. Went chuckled and rested his hands on the two teens shoulders.

"On a serious note, Eddie, we talked about it, and we're gonna go with you to your house." Went told him. "And we're gonna get everything you want to take with you, and you're gonna stay with us for a while."

"We're gonna talk to the Denbrough's and Uris', and see if they'd be open to letting you stay with them." Maggie said, running her fingers through Eddie's hair. "It's not that we don't want you to stay with us, but… With Bev and some other things, it wouldn't be ideal for any of us."

"No, I understand." Eddie nodded. "Plus, I think I'd end up killing Bev or Richie if we lived together. They like to jump on me when I sleep."

"Yes." Richie agreed.

"You better not be trying to jump on anyone for the next couple months." Martha said, walking into the room with balloons and a small gift bag.

"Martha!" Richie exclaimed.

"Who does Richie love more? Eddie or Martha?" Went whispered to his wife, who giggled.

"How we feeling?" she asked. "I see you're sitting up, so no pain?"

"It doesn't feel… great." he said. "But it doesn't hurt that bad… all things considered."

"The breathing exercises are helping already as well, I see." Richie nodded in agreement.

"I'm blowing balls… Martha." he said seriously.

"I'm aware of the ball blowing." he snickered at that.

"Christ." Eddie shook his head.

"Hey, so, I hate to ruin the moment but… the sooner we go, the better for all of us, I think." Went told Eddie. He sighed and nodded, looking at Richie, who looked back at him. Behind her husband, Maggie gave her son a thumbs up and he blushed, before pecking Eddie on the lips and hugging him. Eddie hugged him back.

"It'll be okay." Richie whispered to him. "Ma and dad got you."

"I know." Eddie pulled away and gave him a small smile. "I'll see you later, yeah?" Richie nodded. Maggie and Went hugged Richie goodbye and the three left the room, and the rest of the Losers walked back in.

"I gotta pee again." he said. Mike snorted.

"Need help?" Martha asked, unhooking the IV poll from the wall.

"Nah I think I'll be alright." he said, slowly making his way to the bathroom in the room. Mike stayed nearby just in case, and Bev just straight up went in the bathroom with him.

"Bev- get out!" he made a face at her.

"I will in a second. So?" he stared at her.

"So what?"

"Are you two boyfriends now?"

"Uh… I have to pee."

"Then pee, I ain't gonna look."

"Christ." he grumbled but did his business. "We haven't… talked about it yet."

"It was just you two for like fifteen minutes what the hell were you doing?" she asked. He practically squatted a bit to reach the handle to flush the toilet, grimacing as he stood back up.

"Stuff." he mumbled, washing his hands.

"What kind of stuff?" she wiggled her eyebrows at him. He glared at her.

"Stuff." he repeated.

"You totally made out, didn't you." his cheeks turned red.

"Fuck off."


"How dare you try and take my son away from me!" Sonia shrieked as Eddie rushed passed her and out of the house, two bags stuffed full of clothes and other belongings. Went came down the stairs with another bag and a box.

"How dare you threaten to take your son away from his friends all because you want to control his entire life." Maggie pointed a finger at her.

"Your son is the reason he's acting this way-"

"Don't you dare say a fucking word out of the way about my son, Sonia." Maggie hissed. "My son has nothing to do with any of this. This is your doing. You're the reason your son wants to leave, not mine, not my husbands, not my son, who, by the way, almost died and here you are acting like you're the only one with problems."

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Sonia." Went said. "Calm down, and we'll all talk about this with authorities and court, or I'll straight up have you arrested for child abuse and harassment."

"You wouldn't dare."

"I had Alvin Marsh arrested the same night he tried to rape his daughter. I beat every tooth out of Butch Bowers mouth because he fucked his own son up so bad, his son almost killed mine. So yes, I would dare to have you arrested for lying to your son, forcing him to take fake medicine, and real medicine he didn't ever need, and locking him in his room for days and weeks- Yeah, that's right, I know all about it. So try me, Sonia."

"Fine. You won't get away with this." Sonia slammed the door behind them the second the two stepped onto the porch.

"Well, that was fun." Went said, stepping down a few steps and holding out the arm with the bag to Maggie. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed his arm and went down the steps behind him, and they made their way to the car. Eddie was typing furiously on his phone in the back seat.

The two adults were quiet as Went backed out of the driveway, turning left to go to their house.

"We're gonna go drop off your stuff at our house, and grab some things for Richie." Maggie explained to Eddie, when he finally got off his phone and looked at them in confusion.

"Oh, okay." he nodded, and went back to his phone.

"You letting the rest of the group know what happened?" Went asked him.

"Yeah." he said. "Richie asked me if I used my inhaler at all and I told him no, and that I threw it at her and it hit her left boob. Stan sent a video of Richie laughing and hugging a pillow." he pulled said video up and showed them while at the stop sign. Went snorted and Maggie smiled.

(7:38 PM) The Water- I'm proud of u eds

(7:38) The Water- fuck sonia and her left boob

(7:39) Mammy Bev- RT!

(7:39) Billy Bill- rt!

(7:39) Spagheds- rt!

(7:40) The Water- Why we yelling my initials

(7:41) Stan the man- It means retweet.

(7:42) The Water- oh i knew that

(7:42) Pappy Ben- then why'd you say "what the fuck what is retweet"

(7:43) The Water- i'm eddie

(7:43) Spagheds- tf does that mean?

(7:44) Mikey (our fav)- he's out of breath from laughing

(7:44) Spagheds- oh at the retweet stuff?

(7:45) Mammy Bev- no richie refuses to go anywhere near twitter hr genuinely doesn't know what retweet is but he's' still laughing at sonias left boonb

Billy Bill changed Mammy Bev to boonb

(7:46) boonb- choke

(7:47) Pappy Ben- wow eddie really does love richie cause he didn't yel at him for the comparinso

(7:47) boonb- comparinso

(7:48) Pappy Ben- baby :(

(7:48) boonb- nooo don't frown be happy!

(7:49) The Water- gross

(7:49) boonb- shut. Ur one to talk

(7:50) Stan the man- Your use of "ur" makes me uncomfortable.

(8:13) Spagheds- sorry we just left richie's house otw back

(8:14) Spagheds- yes i lov him im so gay

(8:14) Billy Bill- a whole mood. Same

(8:15) The Water- omg im love you too i'm gay for youuuu

(8:15) Spagheds- ok i got your favorite pillow and one of thos fluffy ass lil blankets you like cus ik you keep getting cold and earbuds and more boxers to change into cus it's gross to wear the same pair for days even at the hospital

(8:17) Billy Bill- richie just deadass let out a sob so loud a nurse came in to check on him

(8:17) Spagheds- he WHAT

(8:19) boonb- he's crying but said it's happy tears. The nurse also said that with trauma like he's been through, it easy to get emotional af and that he'll probably cry a lot for the next while, especially w his meds when he goes home.

(8:27) The Water- lmao eds did you go thru my underweqar drawer? Find any goodies?

(8:27) Spagheds- i will murder you

(8:28) boonb- underweqar

(8:28) The Water- shut ur fuck


Richie cried again when Eddie helped him get comfortable in his bed, and again when Eddie crawled into bed with him to cuddle.

"I'm such a bitch." he whined.

"No you're not." Eddie snorted.

"You had a traumatic experience, Richie, it's normal and okay to cry." Maggie told him, patting his ankle.

"I know, it's not… the first time. Still sucks."

"Not the first time?" Ben asked.

"You've had other traumatic experiences?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, Eddie's mom." he muttered. Eddie tugged on a loose curl and Richie snickered. "I have, yes but… those are for another day. Don't wanna be a... bigger bitch talking about that... shit."

"Okay…" Stan trailed off. He stood, looking at his phone. "I should probably go, my parents want me home soon." he let out an annoyed sigh. "They're gonna try and come to see you tomorrow, Rich." he said, standing next to the bed. Richie held his good hand up and Stan grabbed it immediately. "I'll come first thing tomorrow, yeah?" Richie nodded.

"Be careful." he said. "Tell your mom… howdy."

"Jesus Christ." Stan rolled his eyes but leaned down and kissed Richie's cheek, causing the bedridden boy to smile so wide it tugged at the cuts and scabs on his face. "Love you."

"Love you too, Stan the man." Richie saluted him and Stan chuckled. He either hugged everyone goodbye or fist bumped them, and gave Bill a quick kiss before leaving.

Next to go was Ben and Mike, Ben because Richie knew his favorite show was coming on soon and didn't want Ben to miss it, and Mike because he had some stuff to do at the farm, even as late as it is. Bill left a few minutes later, and all that were left were the Toziers, Eddie, and Bev.

Eventually, Eddie got off the bed due to the both of them sweating, deciding he was gonna take his own shower- he of course brought his own belongings earlier- because he hated sweat.

While he was in the shower, Went and Maggie decided to surprise the two remaining

"So… I know this past week, the past couple of weeks rather, have been a mess and not fun." Maggie said, reaching into another bag Went brought in earlier. "So, we got you two a gift to cheer you guys up!" she did jazz hands and they laughed. She gave Bev a box, and passed the other to Went, who gave it to Richie.

"Open them." Went said with a grin, sitting next to Maggie. The teens looked at each other and immediately tore into the boxes.

Bev opened hers first and picked up a white shirt with the words "Best Big Sister" on it. She laughed and did a little happy dance, turning it and showing it to Richie, sticking her tongue out. He stuck his tongue back out at her and picked his own shirt up.

His brows immediately furrowed, reading the words. "Best Big Brother"

"Bev's older than me though." he said, looking at his parents, confused. Bev looked at his and made a face.

"Think about it." Maggie said. "Bev's your big sister, or will be officially, in a few months. And you're someone's big brother."

"Is it a joke because I'm taller?" he asked. His parents shook their heads and he and Bev looked at each other. "Or wait… mom…" Richie looked at her, really looked at her. Despite everything that's happened in the last week, she seemed to glow with a certain… happiness. "Pregnant women glow." he whispered to himself. "Mom, are you pregnant?" he asked. Instead of saying anything, she stood up and put her hands on her belly, holding the bottom of her shirt down to show the small but definitely noticeable bump. Richie gasped comically. "Holy shit." his lip trembled as he looked at her, and then his dad, and back at her. "Mama…" he held his hands out to her and she hugged him, sitting on the side of the bed. "That's… awesome! And… gross." he shivered and fake gagged and she laughed.

"Oh shut it, how do you think you were made?"

"Don't wanna… think about… that."

"So you're okay with having a little sibling? You're not mad?" Went asked. Richie stared at him for a minute and shook his head.

"No… I'm happy. If I could, just know… I'd be screaming and… dancing too." he told them. "Because it is… awesome but my lungs do… not work correctly. Oh God I'm Eddie."

Bev let out a sudden squeal and danced in place, jumping up and down, reminding Richie of the youngest girl from "Despicable Me". Pulling off her shirt- she wore a tank top under it- she put the new shirt on, running to the bathroom- completely ignoring the fact that Eddie was half naked now, hadn't even turned the water on- to look at herself with it on. She came back, strutting and doing a twirl, stopping at Richie's head and grabbing it, kissing his forehead. He chuckled lightly.

"I'm not taking this off until you can put yours on and we can take pictures together." she said, matter of factly. Maggie took a picture of the two, mid sentence, smiling at the grins on both her kids faces. Bev may not have been hers legally yet, but she was in her heart.