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Jane and Will were in their pajamas, teeth brushed, and ready for bed. They got into Will's bed and Jane held Will's hand, as she had all weekend. Joyce came in and tucked them both in with a kiss on the forehead.

"Will," Jane said once they were alone in the dark.

"Yeah?"

"How much longer do you think we can keep doing this?" she asked.

"I don't know. I guess until you're ready to get rid of him for good," Will replied. Jane nodded in the dark.

Jane thought it over. She knew she had pushed the Mindflayer back last year. She had looked the thing in the face through the gate and felt it's forces push against hers. It was strong, but not as strong as her. But things were different now. Jane wasn't as angry. In fact, she was happy with her life. The anger she had drew from that helped her close the gate wasn't as easy to access anymore. She needed her sister to help her get stronger. Jane just wasn't sure when that was going to be possible. Suddenly, a thought hit her.

Mike sat in his bed, his thoughts lingering on Jane. She was so incredible, he couldn't keep his mind off of hers. It was like he was drawn to her by an invisible string. He rubbed his eyes and tried to get some sleep. Soon, Mike Wheeler was dreaming, but his thoughts remained on his favorite girl. The two of them were on a beach and it was summer. They were alone, which I guess was Mike's wishful thinking. They were just splashing around in the water and hanging out, but the dream gave Mike butterflies.

"Mike?" he heard Jane whisper. He looked at her in his dream, but she made no indication that she had said anything. "Mike?" he heard again. Now he was looking around, unsure of what was going on. Suddenly, Mike's dream melted away like smoke. He woke suddenly, covered in sweat.

"Jane?" Mike whispered into the empty room. There was no reply. Then, Mike heard radio static. He turned the lamp on next to his bed and picked up the radio. "Jane?" he called into.

"Mike," he heard Jane reply.

"What is it?" Mike asked eagerly. She had never done this before, and that made him nervous as to why she was doing it now.

"Meet me behind the school before first period. There's something we need to do."

Max and Billy had waited until they were sure their parents were asleep before they stepped out onto the porch and made a phone call.

"Hello, I'm Maxine Mayfield. Sorry to call so late, but we have an eye witness report of Neil Hargrove's abuse. Yes, Bill Hargrove. Uh huh. Thank you, we can come in tomorrow," Max spoke into the phone. Billy looked at her, not sure what to think. Sure, this would take his dick of a dad out of his life, but was living with Susan and Max any better? Of course, Billy was eighteen, so he could take off on his own. Digging a bit deeper, Billy realized that he really didn't care about much, but seeing his dad being humiliated like he had made Billy feel his entire life seemed like something he should care about. And that anger, that hollowness that had consumed Billy at such a young age as a result of that humiliation, had left a shell of a human being. Billy Hargrove didn't have anything in him except his vital organs. A fate which should not be replicated.

Hopper was in the Byers living room, setting up the blanket and pillow that Joyce had provided for him while he and Jane stayed there to use. He made a bed for himself on the couch and tried to get comfortable. Hopper was trying not to think about the fact that the only reason he was spending the night at Joyce Byers was because of some weird psychic link between their children. Hopper and Joyce only seemed to get this close when there was some crisis situation. It only confirmed Hopper's suspicions that his feelings towards her were not reciprocated.

"Hop?" a woman's voice whispered. He looked up and saw Joyce standing near the hallway. "I didn't wake you up did I?"

"No, of course not," Hopper said quickly, sitting up.

"I couldn't sleep. I was just seeing if anyone else was awake."

"The kids are asleep?" Hopper asked.

"Yeah… Very soundly, I might add. Will's been sleeping so well thanks to her," Joyce told him with a slight smile. She would forever be grateful for Jane for keeping her son safe.

"Hey," Hopper said, making Joyce look at him. "Where gonna fix this, okay? I'm talking with Dr. Owens to find some solution. It might take a little while, but we're going to make sure Will won't be connected to that place anymore. You got it?" Hop said in a way that made Joyce's worries melt away, if only for a moment. She really had never had a better friend than him.

Mike stepped out of his mother's car, giving her a wave, before heading to the back of the school instead of inside. Mike really hoped he hadn't imagined Jane calling him last night and that he wasn't just standing out here missing first period for no reason. Soon, he saw the familiar Converse high tops heading his way and he felt a wave of relief.

"Thank you. For meeting me," Jane said, grabbing his skinny hands in hers.

"Anytime! I love being with you. What's this about?" Mike asked.

"We're going to talk to my sister. Maybe I can get her to help us," Jane explained.

"Isn't she in New York though? We don't have driver's licenses, how are we supposed to talk to her?" Mike wondered, always thinking of everything logically. Jane rolled her eyes at him with a smile.

"I don't need to go there to talk to her," Jane reminded him. "I was practicing on you last night, and you're here now. So, it must have worked. We need to go somewhere private and quiet so that I can reach her." Mike pondered that for a moment before a thought hit him.

"Okay, follow me."

Once again, Jane was riding on the back of Mike's bike. She loved this feeling. He was so close to her that they practically felt like they were halves of the same whole. The thought comforted her. Jane's stomach had felt very anxious when she thought of seeing Kali again. Jane had abandoned her, something that she had only told Mike about, and even then Jane had given him the very abbreviated version.

"Remember this?" Mike asked, as they pulled up to the old junkyard where she had thrown Lucas two years earlier. Jane nodded as she got off of his bike. They went and sat inside the bus and Mike just watched as Jane closed her eyes and searched in her mind for her sister.

Jane was standing in the blackness. With a quick look around, she could see a figure in the distance. Hesitantly, she moved towards it. As she got closer, Jane realized that it was in fact Kali. She was sitting at the head of a table with a map in front of her. There were X's all over it.

"Dr. Brunner has to be somewhere nearby. Unless the last guy we killed lied to us," Kali said, presumably to her friends who Jane could not see. Jane stiffened at the mention of Papa, but continued closer to Kali.

"Sister?" Jane called into the blackness. Kali seemed oblivious. With more force, she tried again. "Sister?" Kali's eyes met hers. The older girl cocked her head to the side, as if she was trying to hear better. Jane tried harder. "Sister? It's Jane. I need your help," Jane called out. Kali's eyes widened.

"Sister?" Kali uttered.