Mike Wheeler felt himself being slid out of fhe pilot seat by several different arms and hands. He could barely breathe because of all the blood falling into his nose and mouth. Just pain. He tried to talk but it was impossible.

-'Another car hit them from behind!', -'They just pushed the car forward!', -'Someone took the baby!'.

As soon as Mike heard that sentence it was as if adrenaline was injected into his heart. He tried to stand up, leaning against the bodies of some random people trying to help him. His lip was quivering, his bloodshot eyes looked around the scene. He could barely see his champagne BMW destroyed. Almost split in two against a pine tree. He realized he was drooling blood all over himself, and tried to keep his legs from shaking too much, -'Where is he' he whispered before going into a bloody coughing fit, -'Calm down man, just take it easy', he recognized the voice. The good samaritan was the captain of Hawkins High basketball team. The voice screamed above the commotion, -'Hey how's the girl?!', Jane...Mike thought. How's Jane.

He heard sirens approaching. They probably called the police as well, so the chief must be on his way.

-'Unconscious but alive! Hey isn't she the chief's daughter?!' One of the women helping El asked urgently.

Hopper sighed deeply and grabbed his hat, -'These kids I SWEAR. Monday mornings are for-', -'Coffee and contemplation' Flo finished for him, -'Yeah, but not when a pair of possibly drunk kids get in an accident, god dammit'. The man boarded his truck and breathed deeply two times, slightly annoyed at having to work so hard so early, -'If they were drunk I swear to god', and started heading towards the scene.

-'BMW' he scoffed, recognizing the blue and white logo plastered in the back of the car. -'BMW' he repeated...then his mind registered the model. A 77' sedan. And the color. "Hideous poop water" as he would tease the Wheeler kid. -'Fuck...' his blood ran cold. His hands trembled as he struggled to pull down the stick to P. -'Please no, please tell me I'm wrong, please God', he wasn't a religious man but god dammit if his daughter and grandson were in that car, he was gonna pray to anybody who listened. He jogged towards the scene. The motor was steaming, they had crashed into a pine tree. The airbags were bloodied. And the baby car seat behind them, empty. There was no doubt it was Mike's car now. The baby seat was light pink, because everyone was sure Levi was gonna be a girl and they never changed it when the child was born.

-'JANE?! JANE?!' He called, a few heads turned, -'CHIEF! She's right here!', Jim pushed through the small crowd and crouched beside his daughter who had a broken nose, an eye swollen shut and a broken wrist from what he could see, -'Oh my God, Jane, JANE?! Baby answer me, where are the FUCKING ambulances?! JANE? JANE WAKE UP', -'We've tried everything Chief, she's still fainted', -'Oh FUCK...FUCK! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, WHERE IS LEVI?', a few faces frowned, -'Who's-', -'THE BABY IN THE BACK SEAT! WHERE IS HE?!', -'The people who made them crash took him' a woman said between nervous tears. His biggest fear. He knew exactly who had done this.

A high pitched scream interrupted his thoughts and desperation.

-'PUT THE COAT SLEEVE IN HIS MOUTH DONT LET HIM BITE HIS TONGUE', Mike had been an after thought. He ran with shaky legs towards the young man who was himself surrounded by some people. He recognised the jock from the basketball team. The screams were coming from a girl probably of Jane's age. He quickly realised the cause. Mike had gone into a seizure, he was foaming blood from his mouth, -'FUCK. MIKE? MICHAEL!', -'DON'T TOUCH HIM JUST LET IT PASS', the only thing Hop was thinking was brain damage. FUCK. The seizure lasted for another minute until finally his body went limp. Hopper leaned in to confirm his son-in-law was still breathing. He was.

-'SHES AWAKE' some voices announced. Hopper jolted into his feet and ran to his daughter. She was holding her head and crying, shaking violently as if she was freezing.

She hugged her father trying to breathe evenly, -'D-Dad, h-how's L-L...', -'El? El listen to me...They took him', Jane's blood turned freezing cold, -'Who', -'...The people from the lab, I believe', the girl looked up with her huge brown eyes. She started crying desperately, trying to not believe what her father just told her. Her despair caused the engine of the car to blow up in flame, -'STOP IT' he yelled at her, shaking her by the shoulders, El hugged him tightly, -'MIKE?' She called suddenly and uneasy, Hop sighed deeply, -'They're helping him El, he'll be fine. As will you'.

-'I can't breathe' he whispered. Or wheezed. -'I can't breathe' he repeated, more clearly now. He heard people around him. A lot of people.

-'Mike?! Mike don't faint okay? You'll be fine, we're gonna take care of you', he started crying, -'Please don't touch me' he sobbed, -'You have a broken rib and a swollen eye and maybe head trauma, you have to stay very very still now', he started hyperventilating not caring about how every breath felt like a stab, -'W-Where's Jane? Where's Le-', -'We don't know how they're doing Mike, we're just tending for you', this broke Mike's heart even worse, not knowing how his family was, if they were even alive, and where the fuck was his son? Who had taken him? To a safe place? Kidnapped him? The thought of it made his stomach drop.

El cried desperately, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed with Joyce holding her hand as a nurse closed the open wound on her forehead, -'Where is he, ma? Where's Levi?' Her lip trembled violently, it's like she kept forgetting what her dad had told her an hour ago. He's gone. The bad men took him. Stole him from her. Stole a piece of her soul. She was too weak to use her powers but she was sure that if she had had full potential, the whole hospital would've erupted into flames; -'I don't know sweetie, Hop is working on it, he-he's good, he's the best okay? Look at me. We are gonna find him', gosh this brought her terrible flashbacks of when Will was missing. But this was a one year old boy they were talking about. With a pair of young, un experimented parents on the verge of an anxiety attack.

Karen Wheeler's hands were shaking as she held her son's bloodied face. The bleeding had ceased but the stubborn substance had stuck to his forehead and the surrounding black locks of thick hair. She threw herself at him and he let out a scream, -'AHHH MOM GET THE FUCK OFF ME' his rib felt like it was stabbing him. The woman stepped back, looking ten times as worried. -'Broken rib' a nearby doctor explained, -'BROKEN RIB?! AND-AND...WHAT ELSE?! WHAT's WRONG WITH HIM?'. After narrating the happenings to the worried mother, Karen finally thought a bit harder, -'Where-Where is Levi', a nurse frowned, -'Who's Levi?', -'My grandson. He's one, he was in the car with-with...is he here? I wanna see him', -'Ma'am, we were told by the police that the child was...taken. They're on the case as we speak' she turned to Mike with a terrified gaze. If Mike didnt looked nervous before he sure did now.

The nurse gave El some painkillers, bandaged her eyes and injected her with a calming substance, she was still shaking but a bit less violently now, -'Mike?' She called, holding Joyce's hand so tight her knuckles turned white, -'Karen says he's stable...you'll be able to see him soon', -'M-Mike?', -'Yeah, he's fine baby...he's fine', -'And-And where's Levi mommy? Where IS he?', the woman sighed, shock was playing with El's mind, -'Your dad's looking for him Jane', -'Is he lost?', joyce bit her lip, -'I'm not sure baby...he's working on it', -'Is he-is he hurt?', -'I don't know Jane...' .