Joyce placed a hand over her mouth, Sarah squeezed Hop's hand, hard.

"Told you so."

Hop smiled and rubbed Sarah's hand, "Seems so. You have some visitors, would you mind if they came in?"

Sarah nodded, then closed her eyes, she was still weak.

"I'll get them." Joyce said. She walked out the door to find the group of kids eagerly waiting by the door. Mike was trying to find a gap in the drawn curtains of Sarah's room and lucas was trying to listen through the door. When Joyce walked out the boys stumbled back trying to act as casual as possible while Dustin, Max and Eleven tried to stifle their laughter, Steve seemed to have joined them while they were waiting and was trying to hush the kids. Joyce just rolled her eyes, "Goodness, patience clearly isn't one of your qualities. She's awake and ready to be visited, but!" Joyce stopped the younger of the group from jumping out of their seats, "She is Hopper's thought to be dead daughter, but she is very tired and very weak. Do not ask too many questions and be calm and gentle with her. Also she talks kind of...strange, she shows no emotion and claims not to feel emotion. Don't question it, ok?"

They nodded

"Alright, let's go in."

The group walked in hesitantly. Not sure what to expect. Steve lead the group, Dustin close behind and Nancy and Jonathan took the back. They filled the room, circling around Sarah's bed. Sarah recognized each face so well, she knew all of their stories, all about their lives. Yet none of them knew a thing about her. They all eyed her with and equal curiosity and hesitation. She closed her eyes again, it took too much energy to keep them open for long.

She felt warm skin touch her wrist, her eyes jerked open, but she didn't move. It was Eleven. Eleven turned Sarah's wrist over, revealing a muddy patch, she tried to keep a mark on her skin hidden.

"What are you hiding?" Eleven asked quietly.

Sarah reached up and pointed at Eleven tattoo, which was being covered by a bracelet. "Same thing as you."

Eleven nodded, "What number?"

Twelve.

Eleven's head popped up, "Who said that?" Everyone looked at her, dumbstruck, El looked back at Sarah, "Oh." Sarah nodded. Eleven backed up from the bed, they found another. Unfortunately it had to be Hopper's daughter.

"Eleven." Sarah said, straining her voice, "Sister."

Eleven smiled and lifted up her wrist, "Sister."

Sarah shook her head, "No, my father...adopted you. Sister."

Eleven's smile widened, "Sister."

"How did you know that he adopted her?" Mike asked.

"I saw you."

"How?"

"I-" Sarah couldn't speak anymore, she was too tired.

"Hey chill out Mike." Steve said, "She's really weak right now."

Dustin, who had been silent this whole time, unusual for him, watch Sarah. In a slightly, memorized, way. He noticed her her first, it was the longest, dirtiest, most tangled hair he had ever seen. And yet, it still held a beautiful dirty blonde, golden look. Next he noticed her size, she looked strong, when she moved, every muscle in her body flexed, she must have done a lot of hard work where she was, but she was thin. Not a healthy thin, she looked so thin it was hard to believe that she had any muscle. She looked like she would break like a china doll if she would try to stand.

Joyce was right though, she did talk weird. She didn't have any emotions, not in her face or her voice. It almost seemed as is she just didn't care, but even less. Dustin expected at least a tear after she was talking to El, but nothing. El seemed to understand though, and after she had checked Sarah's wrist. Dustin expected that Brenner had something to do with this. Maybe Sarah was one of the eleven.

No one had spoken in two minutes, it was killing Dustin. He walked up to Sarah and moved some of her hair out of her face, "You've never heard of a shower I see." Her face scrunched, she didn't understand. Dustin immediately felt bad, "It was a joke." He mumbled.

Sarah looked more confused, "A joke?"

Dustin looked awestruck, she didn't know what a joke was! "Yeah, you know, something to laugh at. Something funny."

"Oh." Sarah was still confused, but something felt strange inside her. Almost like a spark, she didn't feel yet it was a new sensation. Not quite a feeling, but maybe close. Maybe she could feel again, one day, maybe.

The doctor interrupted what might've happened next, "Alright, visiting hours are over. Hop you can stay with your daughter, but she needs to rest. Everyone else must leave."

"I'll take El home until Sarah is dispatched." Joyce said, as she started gathering everybody out.

"Thanks." was all Hop could muster to say.

The whole ride home and for the rest of the day Dustin was eerily silent. The boys asked im if he wanted to come over to Mike's to play a game, but he declined. Instead he rushed to his house, ignored his mother's failed attempts to say hello and locked himself in his room. Mrs. Henderson said she heard Dustin muttering to himself about money and she heard him scrummaging through his closet. She was admittedly worried, but she also knew that whatever he was doing couldn't cause too much harm.

Soon Lucas, Mike and Will got a call from Dustin.

Calling everyone, I need you to come down to my house IMMEDIATELY, bring any money you have. HURRY! Over.

Mike was the first to answer, What, why? Over.

Just get over here! Over.

Lucas joined, Dude, what's going on? Why would we come-

Oh give me that! It was Max, Yes Dustin, we'll come. Over.

Hold up, Mike, Max what are you doing with Lucas...in his room?

Are you...making out? Over. Dustin

You could hear Max's eyes roll through, hey Mike what was Eleven doing in your basement forever? And I can bet anything she's with you right now. Over.

I am, Eleven.

Eleven! Mike whined through the walkie talkie.

Ha I knew it! Max exclaimed triumphantly.

Ugh, whatever, you guys are gross. Will joined, Dustin when do you want us? Over.

Now! Over and Out.