All he could see was a bright white room underneath his eyelids, he opened them slowly to find himself upon a bed that was the softest that he had ever felt, he felt at peace? The memories had come rushing back, the way El had looked at him as he felt his life force slipping away.

But he strangely wasn't in pain, all he felt was love for the woman that cradled his head in her arms, he watched the gate close, knowing that Eleven and Nate would be safe even though he thought his own ending was to be a stuck in a black, lifeless void. Forever without her.

So where was he now? He looked around and noted that It was similar to the same place where he first met the Mind flayer where it tricked him so long ago.

The Light of the room dimmed slightly as an almost pure-white smoke tinged with a hint of blue floated and shimmered around him, almost like it was dancing? It soon stopped and began to take physical form. Mike watched, a lump had formed in his throat, why was she here?

The Smoke had formed into a fourteen year-old El, but this wasn't his El, no, this was something else entirely.

"Hello, Mike" She said

"Um Hello?" Mike said uncertainly.

"You don't need to fear me Mike, I am not The Darkness"

"uh-huh" Mike said unconvinced. The Being before him sighed.

"I am The Light" she said simply, using El's signature half-smile at him.

"Don't do that" Mike said suddenly, almost angry.

"Why not" she asked

"Because you're not her, why do you look like her?!" he shouted at the being in front of him

"I am the Light, Michael, I take the form of what is your light, the one who lights up the darkness for you, she is your light"

Mike felt tears well up in his eyes as furiously wiped at them to stop them from falling

The Light closed her eyes and breathed deep "I can feel it Michael, the love you have for her, so powerful, so majestic, I am soaking in it" she said opening her eyes again.

"Where am I" He asked

"You are in the eternity, my home" she supplied helpfully.

"is this Heaven?" he asked looking around again. if so how the hell did he get to Heaven?

"Of sorts, call it a waiting area" She said, her hand running across the silk sheets of the bed.

"Can you send me back?" He asked hopefully, a hint of desperation escaped his verbal filter into his voice.

She smiled sadly "I'm sorry, if I did the natural order would be disrupted again, which I can't allow, your death had restored order, something even I cannot do"

Mikes head dropped, a single tear fell to the floor, he nodded his head in understanding even if it were the last thing that he wanted to hear. Small footsteps approached him and she took his hands in hers.

"Come with me, you've earned this peace Michael, more than most humans ever will"

Mike shook his head stubbornly "I can't she needs me" he whispered "they need me"

The Light looked up at him sympathetically, her doe eyes were always able to convey emotion in the best way. She rubbed his shoulder comfortingly.

"She'll be okay without you, Nate will be okay without you, I will make sure of that Michael, they deserve peace, just as you do" The light said, her hand had moved to his cheek.

"Am I going to the Void?" he asked, his eyes met hers, demanding the truth

She shook her head "No, The Darkness no longer has any power over you, your sacrifice removed his mark on your soul, it was too much for The Darkness to bare, he fled your body because possessing you was agonising for him but the trauma of it killed you, The Darkness didn't realise that and now he is back in the upside-down, powerless."

"So where am I going now?"

The Light looked up at him with a twinkle in her eye "On a Campaign" she said smiling happily at him.

"A Campaign?" he asked confused, she simply nodded in return, he was still confused as to what she meant.

She began to walk away from him and she snapped her fingers, just behind her appeared a door, the door was all too familiar but he just couldn't place it. She held up a hand out towards him, silently beckoning him to come. He slowly walked towards the door, he turned to look at her, she simply smiled and nodded her head towards the door which swung open of its own accord.

The sound of boisterous laughter could be heard from within, Mike looked to see that the stairs led downstairs into a basement. The Light just smiled at him as he confusingly made his way down the stairs, into a really familiar basement. The door swung close quietly behind him.

"Ah there he is, our lord and master!" a fourteen year-old Dustin shouted doing a mock bow in his direction, Will laughed quietly to himself, Lucas just gave Dustin one of his looks.

What the hell was going on?

His eyes roved the basement until they settled on a pair of chocolate brown orbs and Mike felt his breath was taken away literally.

"Hi Mike" she said shyly, Mike instantly jumped the rest of the steps, ignoring the others and closed the distance between them, capturing her in a tight hug. At that moment nothing else mattered as he held Eleven to him wishing that the moment would last forever.

A few snickers came from behind him and he reluctantly let go, both of their faces were warm and tinged with Red, Mike recognised where, or rather, when he was.

This was the first D&D campaign they did after the gate was closed and after the Snowball, Eleven being here was a surprise as Hopper had relented and let her go to Mike's for this sleepover, he remembers the hug playing out the same way when it first happened.

So was he reliving his greatest and happiest memories? Was this what Heaven was?

He sat down in his dungeon masters chair and he ran his hands over the binder that held his campaign notes, a small smile sat upon his face as he felt El's head lean down onto his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his, he felt the blush rise upon his face again, her curly hair tickling his cheek.

Everyone exchanged smug looks, as Mike began to read aloud from his campaign book.

Mike was at Peace.

Eleven Wheeler lay in her bed, at the ripe old age of 83, everyday she had felt herself get weaker and weaker but she refused to go into Hospital, she wanted to be at home comfortable, Nate sat her bedside.

"Hi mom" he said taking her aged hand into hers.

"Hey, Nate" she said looking at her son fondly, of course since Mike had died things hadn't been easy for the two Wheelers, El had been heartbroken at Mike's death as had everyone else, she was inconsolable for weeks, she felt like half of her had been amputated, Mike left a huge hole in her heart that could not be filled.

There is was no-one else that could or would compare to Mike, she kept her wedding band on at all times, men of course tried to ask her out and she would always politely refuse, of course everyone that knew Mike and Elevens back story completely understood why this was.

Mike and Eleven.

It was written in the stars before either of them were born. A love that was greater than anything that had come before it or that would come after it.

All it took was one fateful night in 1983 to seal their fate forever, their destinies forever intertwined and interwoven with each other.

The Light rejoiced at it's good work. Spirits of Light, rejoiced at the joining of Eleven and Mike. For it was destiny.

Eleven Wheeler passed on later that evening in her sleep, peacefully.

Eleven found herself on a white bed that had the softest silk sheets, she sat up confused before she saw someone standing at the foot of her bed. A fourteen year old Mike Wheeler. Her face contorted in rage.

"YOU!" she screamed releasing a telekinetic barrage, The Being just stood there as the attack washed over him, hardly fazed by it.

"Calm yourself, Eleven, I am not The Darkness, I am The Light" He explained.

El's eyes narrowed suspiciously. The Light Sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, having to deal with two stubborn Wheeler's was enough for one eternity.

"Come with me, Eleven, you have earned this, more than most" he said to her smiling, he held out his hand to her, which she took and she felt herself being led to a Mahogany door.

Mike was sat in a comfortable leather armchair within his house, reading a book written by Professor Stephen Hawking, he turned the page, engrossed in the book. The Eternity or Heaven as most humans known it as was not just a place where you could relive your happiest memories as often as you'd like, it could be anything that you wanted to do, if you wanted to climb mount Everest you could do so, swim to the deepest ocean, you could if you wanted to, but for Mike he was just happy at reading a newly published book by the famed scientist. Being granted access to The Eternity didn't give him or anyone omniscience.

Mike's head jolted up as he heard the front door open, this never happened, never.

Small footsteps approached him from behind.

"Mike?" a small voice called out from behind him.

He felt the book tumble to the floor as he turned to face the voice.

Eleven stood there, a vibrant 21 year old.

"El is that really you?" he asked, not daring to believe.

She nodded her head frantically and before either of them knew it they were both running to each other closing the small amount of distance between them. Their lips clashed together hungrily, not pausing for breath as they tried to pour fifty odd years of lost time and love into their kiss.

El wrapped her arms around Mike like he would vanish if she let go

"I missed you so much Mike, I missed you so goddamn much" she said crying into his shoulder. He held her to him.

Their souls exploded with euphoria as they were reunited, together again. As they were meant to be, Mike wiped the tears from her cheeks, caressing her cheek.

"El, it's okay, it's okay, sshhhhh" he tired to soothe her cries, his heart tugged as he saw this literal angel shed tears for him.

"El, I love you so much words can't even describe it" he continued to whisper over and over again "I love you" to her as her cries became sniffles.

"Do you Promise?" she asked mimicking his words all those years ago

"Promise" he said, smiling down at her.

Mike and Eleven were at peace.

Soon Dustin, Lucas and Will and their children along with Nate would join them and relive all the good times that they shared whilst making new ones in The Eternity. It was the ending they all deserved.

The Light turned away pleased with it's work.

Death wasn't the end.

You could just say it was the beginning of a new campaign.

FIN

(A/N) That's it folks, all done lol do you really think I wasn't going to give Mileven a happy ending? I had three endings planned, the happy ending, the bittersweet ending and the sad ending.

This was the bittersweet ending. The happy ending in the end was just not possible as I could find a plausible way for Mike to return without upsetting the natural order, the sad ending would have had Mike trapped in the Void so I settled for the bittersweet ending. Happy days lol

As always guys review! And until I get inspiration for me I wish you peace until next time guys! and thank you for sticking with me till the very end