Here's, well, a plot twist. Lol Nora.

Also, the italics and regular format are the way they're supposed to be. Italics are what only Richie and El hear and the regular is what is heard through the TV.

"Shit!" Mike exclaimed, rushing forward and catching Richie before he hit the ground. He had his arms hooked under Richie's, and looked behind him. "A little help here. He might be a stick like me but goddamn he's heavy." Ben ran over and picked up Richie's legs, and the two carried him back in the house, placing him on the couch. Mike knelt next to him and checked his pulse, it was weaker than he liked, but there all the same. His breathing seemed regular, like he was only sleeping.

"Is he dead?" Dustin squeaked. Mike shook his head.

"No, just unconscious." Eddie joined him and knelt next to Richie, taking his hand in his. Nancy leaned over the back of the couch, pulling Richie's glasses off and setting them on the table next to her. She flicked a curl out of his face.

"Who was he talking about?" She asked softly. Everyone had squeezed into the living room, worried about him. "IT can't have who?"

"He kept saying she was stronger than you." Lucas said, making a face. "To IT, I mean."

"Is it the same her? Or like, two different ones?" Dustin asked. Lucas flicked him in the head.

"Pretty sure it's just one person." He rolled his eyes.

"Do you think IT could've been talking about Nora?" Joyce asked.

"I don't think so." Stan shook his head. "No offense but I don't think she's particularly stronger than him."

"Chee Chee." Nora whispered, poking Richie's cheek. "Ma why he not waking up?" She looked at Nancy, pouting. El picked her up and set her on her hip, giving Nancy a small smile, silently telling her she'd take care of it. She went in the kitchen. "Chee Chee!" She whined, pointing back at the living room.

"He's not feeling good, Nora." El told her softly, sitting her on the counter in front of her. "He'll be okay and can play with you later, okay?" She pouted again but nodded.

"When did she start calling him that?" Bev asked.

"Earlier today." Eddie told her, running a hand through Richie's hair.

"It's cute." She replied. He nodded. Mike stood up and started pacing, biting his lip and stopping every few seconds.

"Is Mike pacing again?" El called.

"Yeah!" The Party called back.

"Tell him to stop, he's gonna end up like dad."

"Hey!" Hopper grumbled, sticking his tongue out at her. Mike continued pacing though, ignoring everyone else.

In the kitchen, El was trying to keep Nora entertained, and Nancy and Max joined her.

"The fact that Jonathan hasn't come over yet kind of freaks me out." Nancy muttered, twirling a piece of Nora's hair on her finger.

"I can go into the void and look for him." El suggested. Before Nancy could reply, Nora pointed at El's stomach and looked up at her.

"Baby." She stated. El made a face. "Baby." She repeated. El looked at the other two, who had wide eyes.

"But I'm not..." She trailed off, making a face again. "I'm on the pill."

"Those aren't a hundred percent accurate, El." Max pointed out.

"You don't use condoms?" Nancy asked, inwardly cringing at the question.

"No, we do." El nodded. "I mean, there have been a few times we haven't used one but not like, recently recent."

"While you three are in there talking about whether or not you use condoms, we think Richie is waking up." Lucas called, loudly. There were a few grossed out sounds and a shut the fuck up from Mike, who sounded irritated out the ass. El groaned and let Nancy take Nora.

"I'm not pregnant." She muttered to them, and then went in the living room with a red face. Mike looked too done with everything to be embarrassed about anything, as he knelt next to Richie, who's eyeballs were constantly moving under his eyelids and he was twitching. Almost as suddenly as it started, it stopped and he stopped moving all together, other than the rise and fall of his chest.

"Dammit." Mike muttered.

"Why were you talking about condoms?" Dustin asked. El blinked at him.

"Baby." Nora pointed at El again, like she knew what Dustin meant, which made him make a face. Mike's gaze snapped towards her, along with everyone else, who had wide eyes.

"I'm not pregnant, guys." She sighed. "I don't know why she keeps saying that, but I'm not."

"Soon." Nora huffed and buried her face in Nancy's shoulder. Mike stared at El and she blinked, furrowing her eyebrows for a couple seconds.

"Yeah, no. Not pregnant. Just had my period. Anyways, I'm gonna see if I can find Jonathan." She said matter of factly. "Mike, do you have my bandanna?" It was the one Lucas had gotten her for her first Christmas. He nodded silently and took it out of his pocket, tossing it to her. She sat in front of the TV and turned it out, switching it to an empty channel. She tied the bandanna around her head and sat still.

"Everyone needs to be quiet." Hopper told them, and they nodded.

After a couple minutes of concentration, El opened her eyes (in the void) and saw nothing at first. She stood, the only sound being the splashing water against her feet.

"Jonathan?" She whispered. Suddenly, he appeared, but he seemed to be talking to someone. Laughing and talking to someone.

He must still be at the store, El thought, he always takes forever at the store, talking to old people.

"El?" El jumped, looking around. Jonathan appeared and Richie took a step towards her.

"Richie?"

"What's going on?"

"You see me?" She asked.

"Uh, yeah? Where the fuck are we?"

"The void." She replied. "You...You're unconscious."

"That explains why I hear people talking about condoms then." He said, crossing his arms.

"You heard that?" She asked out loud. Everyone looked around, confused. "Your niece wants a cousin."

"That's nice." Richie's voice could be heard next, through the TV?

"What the hell?" Ben made a face and Bev shushed him.

"You and Mike get it on a lot then, huh?"

"Oh shut it. Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

"I was looking for Jonathan. Making sure he was okay."

"Is this a dream or something?" Richie asked.

"I just said we're in the void, Richie. It's not a dream. I don't know why-"

"Eleven, nice of you to join us." Pennywise giggled. "I told you I'd get her, Richie." Everything froze in that moment.

"Where are you, mother fucker! Show yourself!" Richie yelled into the darkness.

"I don't think you'd want me to do that, Richie. Then I could take Eleven away forever." Pennywise's voice echoed loudly in the darkness, and through the TV. "Would you like to know something?"

"I'd like to know who the fuck your mother fucked to make you." Dustin couldn't help but snort at that and Max elbowed him.

"What if you hadn't saved Mike that day, Eleven? Do you know what would have happened if you didn't stop his fall?"

"What fall?" Richie asked.

"Oh, didn't they tell you? Little Mikey tried to kill himself too."

"No he didn't." Richie said, voice wavering.

"Oh? See for yourself. But this is what would have happened if you hadn't saved him."

In front of Mike and Richie, a background appeared, the quarry, and four boys stood there. It was Mike, Dustin, Troy and James. Troy had his knife at Dustin's throat, and Mike stood at the edge.

"Mike don't!" Dustin's voice yelled through the TV. Dustin cringed at that. "Mike!" His voice sounded desperate.

Mike looked down at the water and hesitantly stepped closer.

"Do it!" Troy hissed. Mike didn't hesitate this time, he took one more step and he disappeared over the edge.

"MIKE!" Dustin screamed. "NO!"

A scream of her own caught in her throat as she watched Mike hit the water.

"You know what, Eleven? What you see is what really happened. The last few years are all in your head. None of it's true."

"You're lying." She turned to look at Richie but he was gone. She let out a sob.

"As for Richie? He's as good as gone too. His parents didn't want him. His adoptive parents didn't want him. He's a burden."

"El!" Richie gasped, sitting straight up on the couch. Everyone jumped and a few let out startled shrieks of their own. He scrambled up, rushing over to her and yanking the blindfold off her. She let out a wail.

"Gone!" She cried. "He's gone!"

"No, no, no, El. He's right here. IT was trying to get in your head." Richie told her, gripping her shoulders. "Open your eyes, El. Look at me." She sobbed. Mike, who had been in complete shock, unfroze and ran over to them, falling to his knees and pulling them both into a hug.

"I'm here, El. It wasn't real. Whatever IT showed you was not real. I promise." She sobbed harder, gripping their shirts in her fists. "El, baby please look at me." It took a couple tries but she managed to open her eyes, and they flickered between them.

"You're both here." She whispered.

"IT wasn't real." Richie told her softly. "Mike's here, I'm here, everyone's here." She let go of their shirts and touched their cheeks, slowly moving them up into their hair.

"Thank God." She shuddered, pulling them closer as she cried. They sat there for a few minutes, but the moment was broken when Jonathan stormed in, swearing up a storm. Had it really been that long?

"What the fuck is going on? Where-" He broke off and hugged Nancy and Nora. "Goddammit you scared me. Why are you three on the floor? Why is El's face covered in blood?" Mike and Richie looked at her, and noticed the blood dripping from both nostrils. Everything was blurry as fuck to Richie, but he could tell what it was. He looked at Jonathan and squinted at him.

"Boy oh boy, have you missed a lot Johnny boy."