Guest- Thank you so much! I hate plot holes too but I'm the best at making them on accident XD. I would tell you actually, if you really wanted to know. And if you had an account or something cus ya know, don't wanna spoil anything for everyone else :)

Okay so I've decided that the last two chapters are basically gonna be two epilogues. The first one is gonna kinda just be after everything and the last (which will be long as all fuck) is gonna be happy times and shit :)

Here's the schedule & name cus I'm a good ass person;

Final Fight Part Two- May 25

Aftermath- May 28

Epilogue- whenever I finish it but hopefully within a week of Aftermath

"I know you're probably gonna yell at me for not calling or anything but hear me out, I've had a shitty week and I'll be glad to tell you all about it tomorrow when I get back but just wanted to call and let you know I'm alive and will be back tomorrow because I want to kill that fucking clown." Richie hardly took a breath and when he did, he was kind of breathing hard.

"You're coming home tomorrow?" Mike asked, his voice an octave higher.

"Yeah. What's with the voice?"

"I'm just..." Mike coughed into his hand, looking at everyone else who had hopeful looks on their faces. "Some stuff has happened since you left and uh, today especially."

"IT being an annoying fuck?"

"Yeah, went after Joyce but I like, saved her I guess. Got me in the shoulder."

"That dick. At least you'll have sick scars."

"I guess. Um, guys should I tell him the game plan for tomorrow? He's coming back." Mike looked at everyone else who looked incredibly awkward watching him talk on the phone.

"Ooh, is Eddie there?" Richie asked.

"Yeah."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Here, he wants to talk to you." He gestured for Eddie to take the phone. Eddie took it. "What the fuck even." Mike put a hand over his face and leaned on his elbows, ignoring the pain in his shoulder. El stepped closer to him and put an arm around his back, resting her head on his good shoulder.

"What the fuck, Richard?" Eddie asked in greeting.

"Why hello, Eddie Spaghetti! How are you doing on this fine evening?"

"Don't call me that, dickhead. Why did it take so long?"

"Eddie, do you know how long it takes to like drain dead bodies or whatever and get them ready for a funeral? A while. I just buried my adopted parents this morning, give me a break." Eddie sighed, knowing he'd have another funeral to attend in a couple days for his biological father.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's just... I was worried, okay?"

"I know. I'm sorry I just up and left but I didn't know what else to do."

"I know. Okay, I'll go over the plan with you, Mike isn't exactly functioning right now."

"What happened?"

"Just... IT showed him his biggest fear ad it wasn't pretty. Anyways, this is it..." He went on to explain the plan to him, and at the end, Richie made two very valid points.

"Do we know where this fucker is? Or how to kill it." Eddie paused and looked at everyone else.

"Does anyone actually... know where IT is?" Eddie asked. He looked at the Losers. "And how do we kill it? What we did seven years ago certainly didn't work."

"Um..." No one said anything. He sighed.

"That's a hard no, Chee."

"That's what she said." Eddie sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep from saying something he shouldn't.

"What time will you be back?"

"My flight, yeah fuck me, leaves at twelve so probably around four depending on if there are delays and shit." They talked for a little while longer until Richie told him he had to go meet with the Denbroughs and they hung up, Richie promising to call before he got on the plane.

"We should all g-go home." Bill said. "A-and rest up f-for tomorrow. It's l-l-late." Everyone agreed and said their goodbyes and said their condolences to Mike and Nancy before leaving. The only people left were Eddie, Nancy and Jonathan. Mike was still leaning against the counter, not having moved an inch since he settled there. Nancy and El had switched places and Nancy was crying silently.

"El?" Mike asked quietly.

"Yeah baby?" She asked.

"Would you be okay if we let Holly stay here tonight? I just... I don't want..."

"I understand, Mike." She told him softly. "Of course. I can go get her if you want."

"Not alone." He said instantly. She shook her head.

"I'll go." Nancy offered. "I have to get Nora anyways." El nodded and looked at Mike, who looked a little relieved. He nodded and stood up all the way.

"Eddie do you want to stay the night again? We can take you to Bev's if you want."

"I think I'll stay here, if that's okay with you guys." They both nodded. El and Nancy left a couple minutes after that and Mike, Eddie and Jonathan moved to the living room, where Mike curled up in the recliner. Jonathan and Eddie talked quietly for a bit but eventually quieted when they heard Mike's soft whimpers. They turned to him and saw him clutching the fabric on the arm of the chair, one arm covering his eyes. They looked at each other and didn't say anything else until El and Nancy arrived with Holly and Nora. Nora was asleep and Holly looked like she could fall asleep standing up.

Jonathan and Nancy didn't stay long, they wanted to get home and prepare for tomorrow like everyone else. Nancy hugged Mike and Holly tightly before the small family left, and Eddie went to bed. Or tried to, at least.

"You want to go to bed, Hols?" Mike asked softly. She nodded.

"Can I stay with you two?" She asked. Any other time she'd think it was incredibly childish but she really just wanted to be with her brother. Mike looked at El who smiled softly and nodded.

Thursday, June 21, 1992

What had turned out as a somewhat peaceful morning turned into a horrifying afternoon, when Pennywise decided to show up. The Party had decided to come over after lunch so they could all ride together, and of course drop Holly off at home, but Pennywise had different plans.

They were downstairs in the living room talking and Holly was up in her room.

"I, uh, I need to tell you guys something." Lucas said, scratching the back of his neck. They all turned to him.

"What?" Will asked.

"I had a dream last night and... I know where IT is and how to kill it."

"What?" They all yelled. He cringed a little.

"Where?" Eddie demanded. Lucas glanced at El and immediately looked away.

"Um, the lab."

"The lab." El deadpanned. Lucas nodded.

"Where the gate is."

"How do we kill it?" Max asked.

"Rip it's heart out."

That's when it happened. There was a loud thump and a blood-curdling scream of,

"MIKE!" Mike didn't waste time, he was on his feet yelling at the others.

"Call everyone right fucking now and tell them to go to the lab. We're gonna kill this fucking thing and I don't care if Richie's here or not."

He and El rushed up stairs, where it was now strangely quiet, while the others called everyone. Mike tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. It didn't even have a lock on it.

"Holly!" He yelled. "Holly, open the door!" No response. He looked at El, his heart beating a mile a minute. He backed up, pushing her out of the way quickly, took a breath, and ran at the door. Of course, he'd used his bad shoulder but he didn't register it once, as the door actually opened, and his heart really did stop. The exact words Bill told them about, that were written in blood in Bev's old room, were all across the walls.

If you try, you die!

Mike wasted no time for formalities, he just walked right through a hole in the fence and marched his way towards the entrance of the lab as the others followed. El opened the doors and with one last glance at her parents, Nancy and Jonathan, she followed the others.

She had no clue how Mike knew where to go but he did, but then she noticed the trail of toys and blood through out the halls.

Well, that explains it.

They finally arrived and El was just a little but freaked out by the fact that she was back in here, but she blocked out the memories of everything and watched as Mike H took the lead. Mike had slowed down a good bit and was walking next to her.

"Now that is what you call a hole to hell." Dustin said, looking at the others and then back at the giant hole in the ground. "Get it? Instead of highway it's hole-"

"We get it, Dustin." The chorused. He pouted.

"Tough crowd." He muttered.

"Is this where we're fighting?" Lucas asked. "Because if so we're all fucked. If not how are we supposed to get down there."

"You're not." Pennywise appeared, giggling. "But..." He drawled. "None of you will be making it out of here. Especially Eleven. You... you will make me powerful. Even more so than I already am." He started walking forward.

"Mike! Help!" Holly yelled. Mike's eyes darted over to Holly, who was tied up in what looked like webs. He looked at El, who was ready to crush Pennywise's heart and be done with it, so he decided to make a run for it. Mike H went with him, but Pennywise made a sudden turn and ran full speed at Mike H and sent him flying into a wall. Everyone screamed, a few rushing to him and the rest going towards Pennywise, who now had his gaze fixated on El. Steve whacked him with the bat and just barely missed getting his head cut off by a fucking saw blade attached to Pennywise's hand.

"Not cool, dipshit." Steve grunted.

"Mike, oh my God." Holly cried in relief as he cut her free. She latched on to him tightly, sobbing into his chest.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, it's not your fault." She said. "IT turned into a giant spider." That explained the webs.

"Mike!" Mike H called. Mike looked over at him and saw him walking towards him with Stan following closely.

"Mike's gonna take Holly and get her out. He hurt his shoulder." Stan explained. Holly looked at Mike. He hugged her tightly and kissed her head.

"I'll be fine, and so will you, okay? He'll take care of you. Nancy's outside with the others." He told her. She nodded and sniffed, took Mike H by the hand and they left. Mike watched until they were completely out of sight, turned, and joined the fight.