Hi! Here is another one-shot! I got a request and I thought it was too good to not write it! Here we go!

Megannn23- love these! what about el asking mike where babies come from... embarrassing him. bonus points if karen wheeler walks in on mike reading aloud from one of her romance novels to el to explain.

Okay! I love the idea, I just thought that I'd change it a little, because I'm going to make this hilarious

El sat comfortably on the old couch in the Wheelers basement. She watched the boys as they argued over what movie to watch. Dustin voted Star Wars. Lucas wanted Poltergeist. Will wanted Ghostbusters, and Mike was defending El yelling that she should pick the movie. El sighed. Suddenly she got a flash of images in her mind. Breathe. Sunflower. Rainbow. Baby crying. Mama shouting.

El shook her head. The thoughts disappeared. A new thought suddenly came to her mind. Where did she come from?

"Mike." The boys kept arguing.

"Mike!" El said loude. The boys suddenly shut their mouths and turned to El's attention.

"Where do I come from?" Mike cocked his head.

"What do you mean El?"

"Where do I come from? Where do you come from? And Dustin. And Will. And Lucas."

"Like How were we born? How we were made?" El nodded. The boys shifted nervous glances. Suddenly, Lucas spoke up.

"We were made when our parents ha-"

"Shut up Lucas! Do you really think she know what that means? We are not the people to explain this to her." Mike shouted.

Dustin threw his hands up in the air. "Guys! I got this." The boys all looked at each other. El leaned in to listen.

"El... you see... we are created when two people, a mommy and daddy love each other very much. They go into a private room... and make a special phone call, to the stork company. They then order the baby they want, and in nine months, thier baby was put together and arrives at thier doorstep. That's how you were born." The boys looked at each other horrified.

"What single part of that is true?" Lucas asked. Will was utterly speechless. Lucas then smacked Dustin on the back of the head. El stared at Dustin with an indescribable expression. Mike glared at Dustin.

"Storks?"

"No El. It was just a joke. That's not how babies are made." Mike glared at him again.

"What? That's what I was taught for half my life."

"It was only half your life, because you're so gullible." Lucas quipped.

"Oh! Shut up!" Dustin snapped.

"You shut up!" And then Dustin lunged at Lucas and they fell to floor and rolled around whacking each other. Mike rolled his eyes and Will shrugged.

"So..." El said waiting for the answer to her question.

"So what?" Mike asked hoping she'd drop the subject.

"Where do babies come fr-"

"Boys! It's nine. Time to go home!" Mrs. Wheeler shouted from the top basement stairs. The boys groaned like usual and stomped up the stairs, Dustin and Lucas still hitting each other arguing. Will said goodbye to Mike and El.

"El. Hopper is coming in a half an hour. He's running late." El nodded and Mrs. Wheeler shut the basement door again.

"What do you want to do El? We can play a bored game, or watch a movie, or-"

"Answer question." El said with an eager nod. Mike sighed and gave a little nod. He didn't want to lie to El, but this was not the conversation to have with her. He gulped. She was going to need to learn sometime. Hopper sure as hell wouldn't tell her. He gulped again.

"Alright, so... It's when two people love each other a lot, and they do a very grown up thing. It causes the mom to get pregnant. And the baby grows instead her for nine months, then one day the baby will kick really hard and the mom will jab to go the hospital and have the baby." He hoped he was explaining it, so that she wouldn't ask any questions, but of course it was El, she was going to ask questions. El's eyes widened.

"Does it hurt?"

"Having the baby? I wouldn't know. It's a lot of work though."

"Oh. How does baby grow?"

"Uhh... I don't really know how all that works. But if you're going to ask someone, ask Nancy when you are alone with her. This a very private conversation." El didn't ask why, she just nodded.

"Did that answer your question?"

"For now." Mike sighed. He was relieved. He loved answering El's questions, but this was to hard.

"Mike?"

"Y-Yeah?"

"Thank you. I'm sorry. I have too many questions."

"What? No El! Don't be sorry, it's not your fault. I love answering your questions, but this question just wasn't something you should talk about with me."

"Why not?"

"Cause El. Because the way babies are made is a private conversation with an adult. Someone like Nancy. Or Joyce. Not Hopper. Definitely not him. Okay?" El nodded. Just as El opened her mouth to speak, the basement door flung open and Hopper yelled down the stairs.

"Hey kid! Time to go home." El groaned and copied Dustin and Lucas and Will's stomping up the stairs.

"Hey. Watch the attitude." El smirked and Hopper ruffled her messy curly hair. El walked to the front door and slid on her coat, while Mike came the stairs. Hopped looked at him.

"What were you two talking about down there?" Mike panicked.

"Uh... nothing. D&D stuff." Hopper nodded, but didn't buy it. Mike and El hugged goodnight and promised to see each other the next day.

One week later...

Mike and El walked down the street towards the arcade. They were meeting the rest of the party there to play video games. On thier walks, El would point out stuff, and Mike would answer her questions. As they walked, Mike passed one of his teachers from school. She was six months pregnant. He smiled and waved. She waved back. El's eyes widened with curiosity as they passed by.

"Mike?" She whispered.

"I think that lady ate too much candy." Mike had to shove his laugh down his throat.

"N-no El. She was pregnant. The baby was growing inside her." El's widened even more.

"Your tummy gets bigger?" Mike nodded.

"I am never getting pregnant." Mike chuckled as he opened the door for her.

Many years later...

"Ugh! Why does everything hurt?!" El groaned for the third time that morning. She sat down with her fourth plate of Eggos.

"El? Shouldn't you slow down with the waffles? You're going to make yourself sick."

"Don't tell me what I can or can't eat. I'm pregnant." Mike chuckled.

"You can't always use that as an excuse."

"I can and I will." El said with a mouthful of waffles. Mike looked at his watch. The same watch from after all these years. He stood up and kissed El on her head.

"I got to get going. I'll meet you at the station for lunch." El's eyes lit up.

"Chinese?"

"We had that yesterday. El. What about pizza?"

"Ooo! Get that too!" Mike chuckled.

"You want both? After all these Eggos?" She nodded. Mike rolled his eyes.

"Hey! Don't roll your eyes! This baby is your fault."

"If I remember correctly, it takes two for this to happen." El chuckled and glared at him playfully.

"And the stork company apparently." El said with a chuckle. Mike laughed so hard that he spit on his orange juice. Mike than chuckled at another thought,

"I also recall a certain girl saying they were never getting pregnant." Mike said innocently. Suddenly a napkin hit his face.

"Your lucky I love you!" Mike chuckled and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"I really am." Mike leaned in and kissed her firmly. El smiled against his lips.

"Okay. I got to get going. Go down to the station. Don't go out in the field. Call if there is any problems. Call!" El rolled her eyes.

"Okay, Okay! I will. Jeez Mr. Overprotective."

"Hey. I love you. I can't lose you or that baby. You know that." El smiled.

"I know... I love you too." Mike smiled and kissed El on the lips on last time, before closing the door behind him and heading to work. El smiled. God, how she loved him.