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Stranger Danger | Older!Eddie M. X Fem!Reader | One

PLOT: Eddie is a loving single father and a busy man, he hires you on occasion to watch his child. Sometimes he wish he had the courage to ask you out, but one terrible weekend will prove to him he hasn't got much time.

WARNINGS: blood, slight gore, language, suggestiveness, angst, fluff, thriller, slasher, divorce, and adult humor.

3 Hours Ago..

"Well, that's everything." He shuts his door with a grunt, shaking the mas of water from his curls with a huff. You cannot help, but stare until he turns to you, "Sure you got everything?" You stare into his eyes and nod quietly.

He raises a brow in question and you quickly respond. "Y-Yes, I think so." Eddie nods, going to pull his seat belt on, before snatching the keys out of the cupholder, flashing you a smile. You turn to check on Violet, whom is all strapped in her car-seat giggling to herself. You give her a wave and she waves back, only to be distracted by the car not moving.

"Daddy, car not go!" She whines, thrashing about in her seat.

He turns to peak at her and she whines pointing forward. "Make it go, Daddy." She all but demands.

Eddie all but turns to you shocked written across his face. "Alright then, you heard the little lady buckle up."

You share the enthusiasm and pull on the seatbelt with a click. After was finally able to pull off into the street. As he does the rain tumbles down from the sky, following the rolling thunder, and bright flashes of light. "Looks like we'll be staying inside."

"Inside isn't to bad." Eddie claims as he reaches over to flick on the wipers. "I can stop by that old video rental place and you two can grab some movies and snacks." He offers.

Violet starts clapping, "Yay, movie time!"

You turn to him, "Don't you have all the possible streaming services set up at home?" While he surely made enough to own everything up to Disney Plus, maybe there was a good reason to choose to rent a movie.

"Yeah, duh." He admits with a shrug of his shoulders, "But it doesn't have the same thrill as hunting down the perfect movie and grabbing sugary treats." A good reason indeed. You cannot believe that Eddie would enjoy small things like that, but he's all smiles as he watches your mild dis-interest turn to that of complete joy.

You nod in agreement, deciding an adventure to the video store would do some good. Besides not all older movies were accessible on most streaming services and Violet could spend one on one with you. "Fine then. Let us commence the hunt."

Violet squeals in delight followed by her unique bubbly laughter, "I love movies! Hunt, hunt!" She was her father's spawn. Only a Munson could carry that much energy and excitement. It was extremely precious how the simplest activity could bring joy and life to her eyes.

As they headed towards the store the rain tumbled down from the sky, harder than it was previously. Violet, from what you remember, wasn't to fond of the rain at all. So to ease her stress you and Eddie began to sing to her, as a means of distracting her.

The store was locally known as Family Video, having been started up by a sweet local family back in the 80's and still held it's ground. Sometimes it's nice to dive back into the past. It's all about those memories ones you hold safe and dear. Some memories are darker than others and can lead to a tragic past. This leaves room for a choice and what the universe will ultimately decide as your fate.

Choose wisely....

You and Eddie ended the song right as he pulled into the lot, choosing the closest spot and parked the car. The rain had slowed to a pitter-patter and Violet had relaxed. "Here." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. "Take my card, get whatever." He holds out the tiny stick of plastic to you and your eyes go wide.

"I-I've got cash, Sir." You deny the money given and Eddie smirks.

"I know, Sweetheart." He reaches over and takes your hand fingers gracing your skin in a way foreign to you. He opens your hand and places the card in your palm. His touch lights something within you, not to mention the endless amount of giving and kindness he shared. "Save your money. Consider, this my treat for working on such short notice." You and Eddie share a brief moment, eyes deeply locked onto one another, closer and closer-

"Can I go too?" Violet piped up from her seat. "I'm the best hunter!"

You and Eddie pulled back to turn and look at the little girl located in the back, eagerly trying to work the belt off her body. You snicker, "Yeah, sweetie. Hold on I'll come get you out." Eddie couldn't stop smiling as you hurried out of the car, slinging on your jacket, and covering your head with the hood.

As you fish the seatbelt off Violet, Eddie watches, it's so gentle and motherly the way you pull her into your arms and out of the seat. He should've just kissed you in that moment. You flash him a small smile and bump the door with your hip, shutting it. He needs to stop waiting, but he's so worried about your feelings he can't commit to it. Not yet, he needed a sign.

The bell rings signaling another customer who'd entered the store, "Hello and welcome to Family Video, my name is Steve how can I-" Mid-delivery he freezes. He watches as the woman approaches the counter with almost a bounce in her step, his heart starts pounding against his chest. So loud that the other patrons might hear, let alone you.

So when he's face to face with you he felt honored to even be in your presence. Your beauty and grace was unlike anything he'd seen around in a long while- "Hi uhmm- Steve, was it?"

Your voice pulls him from his thoughts and he nods, putting on the charm, but a bit to thick. "Yeah!" He confirms a bit too eagerly, "Yeah, that's me. I'm Steve." His eyes trail down to the smaller figure clung to you, nestled safely on your hip. Violet turned to look at him and he sends her a wave, but she just turns her face back away. Must be yours, "Is this your little one?" Steve is a bit to friendly with his question, at which you nearly pale.

"Oh no, no." You dismiss. "She's just one of the kids I babysit, her dad is a close friend and is letting her pick out a movie." You declare, stepping back a bit. Steve does notice this and his fists clench in anger at himself. "Fun." He smiles, biting back a scowl. So it wasn't yours, but a male close friend meant no chance for him. Steve sighs and nods with a semi-friendly smile, "The kid's section is just over there." Through his hidden anger he points over to the right of the counter and you quickly thank him before scurrying away. Violet turns to look over your shoulder back at Steve and notices the way he's still staring at you, hides yet again.

"Okay, here we go." You move to let her down, but she refuses. Shaking her head and giving a series of Uh-Uh's and whining. You're a bit shocked by the sudden behavior, because usually Violet is so outgoing and energetic like her dad. "Sweetie, what's wrong?" You ask crouching down and letting her rest her feet on the ground.

"Scary man. Staring." She whimpers, pointing behind you. "Over there." You look back at the counter where the clerk, Steve is helping a customer, before looking up and catching your eye. You swear you saw him smirk even. A deep sense of dread pools in your gut and looking back at Violet you know that it's time to leave. "O-Okay, sweetie. We'll go to another store, okay?" She nods eagerly and you scoop her up and turn to exit the aisle only to be blocked off by said clerk.

"S-Steve?" You curse the waver reflected in your voice and Violet clutches at our shirt, trying to stay as close as possible.

"Need some help?" He asks eyeing you over, and then glancing down at your empty hands. "You haven't picked anything out." He chuckles, dropping his shoulders and gesturing to the clearly stocked shelves. You force a smile and hold little Violet closer.

"We didn't find anything. So, we're going to try another store." You inform him and turn to walk away, "Thank you." You end the conversation quickly and try to step around him, but Steve does not back down. He instead moves to block off the exit completely.

"I'm sure there's something in the next aisle. Let me just show you." Steve insists stepping forward and you look back outside to the window. If only you hadn't left your phone in the car.

Eddie huffs checking the time on the radio, 8:36. "Huh, they've been in there for thirty minutes, what's taking them?" He tilts his head to look through the windows, but their tinted and it's hard to make out anything with all the downpour. He sighs and cuts off the engine, stuffing the keys in his pocket and hops out of the vehicle.

When he enters the store there's, at first, no sight of you or Violet. This causes him to panic slightly, until he spots the shadows and hears your voice loud and clear, "I said, No! Leave us alone!" He strides across the store, practically stomping over to the aisle you two were in, blocked off by one of the clerks. Eddie saw the fear in your eyes and the tears spilling off his daughter's face was enough. Everything clicked and he lunged for the clerk.

Steve was yanked back by his collar and tossed to the ground. It was like he weighed nothing to Eddie. The clerk groaned in pain, rolling to his side as the pain shot through his lower back. Eddie turns to face you both, "You girls okay?"

You nod and slowly approach him. Eddie quickly escorts you around and away from he injured stranger and eyes Steve on the ground still recovering from being man-handled. Eddie passes over the keys, "Go to the car, I'll be out in a minute." You nod and bid him a quiet 'Be careful.'

Steve watches as you scurry out the door and curses himself for screwing things up. Eddie crouches down over him, "You so much as move a muscle or even look in the direction of that door, I'll call the cops. Got me?"

"Yeah.." He groans looking up at him. Eddie reaches his hand back and punches him right in the nose. It definitely hurt, but the main thing that was concerning was the crimson leaking from his nose. "What the hell?"

"Stay the fuck away from my girls." He demands and Steve nods wiping the blood away on his sleeve. With that Eddie walked out leaving Steve there in pain. Thinking of whole situation just angered him even more.

Present

"And you are sure he was harassing you?" The officer declared.

"Yes! He tried to touch me with a child in my arms!" You argued and the officer sighed.

"Miss, just calm down-"

You had enough, they weren't helping, or listening. "You know what. Forget it." Gathering your things you leave the interrogation room and making a swift exit. Joining with Eddie in the waiting room, still holding a sleeping Violet.

He stands, "What did they say?" He asks and you scoff continuing to walk away him trailing on your heels.

"Nothing, Mr. Munson. They're not listening, let's just go home. I'm sure she's tired and-and I need sleep." He frowns, but nods.

"Okay, Sweetheart. Let's go."

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Stranger Danger | Older!Eddie M. X Fem!Reader | Two

PLOT: Eddie is a loving single father and a busy man, he hires you on occasion to watch his child. Sometimes he wish he had the courage to ask you out, but one terrible weekend will prove to him he hasn't got much time.

WARNINGS: blood, slight gore, language, suggestiveness, angst, fluff, thriller, slasher, divorce, and adult humor.

Next morning Eddie had been pulled from his sleep bright and early, due to usual routine. Except he didn't need to be at the studio until tomorrow. He would be away for the next three days he'd be in the next town over filming a new album and helping produce the music. So domestic days like this were very rare.

So he decided for once he'd try his hand at home cooked breakfast. The kind that families would wake up to in those old 70's, 80's, and 90's films. From how well he knew you, Eddie remembered how much you loved biscuits. Biscuits with sausage gravy to be more specific. Well, how hard could it be to make?

Where it would surprise almost anyone. You knew that Eddie happened to be an excellent chef. It was part of that magical charm of his. Knowing how to prepare the most unique dishes was something that made him stand out from others.

As he stirred the gravy on top the stove he set the timer for the biscuits sitting in the oven, twenty minutes should do just fine. Knowing that you had commented on how coffee kept you going on early mornings, he remembered to prepare a pot. Sweet smells of freshly baked biscuits, sausage, and brewing coffee wafted through the halls. It had stirred you awake from your slumber. Before you woke up completely you took in all the smells, then pulled yourself out of bed.

You stumble sleepily into the kitchen. The sight of Eddie in the kitchen was surely swoon worthy. Long shaggy, dark curls, pulled back into a bun, towel slung over his shoulder, dressed in an old tee and sweatpants. The ones that hugged his hips and hung a bit low, it made you feel warm deep down.

Eddie turns around and smiles, holding a bowl of freshly made gravy he greets you, "Morning, early bird." You snort and walk over to him.

"Good morning, Eddie." You eye the gravy, "Who's all this for?"

He sets it down and smiles sheepishly, "Well, I know you had a hard night and I'd figure I could make you breakfast for once." He explained and you take a seat at the end of the table, Eddie standing over you. "I gotta take care of my girls once and a while." He comments and continues setting up the table.

Elsewhere

Steve had shown up for his shift that morning at eight o'clock sharp, but as he pulled into the lot there were two more cars occupying the spaces. His boss Mike's vintage BMV was joined by to police cruisers. Shit. He mentally cursed himself. It had to be related to his little incident the other night and of course she had reported it.

Steve entered the place of business, bell signaling his entrance. Mike turned to glance at his employee along with the two officers. They all shared a look, before approaching him and Mike scurried off to the back. "Steve? Steve Harrington?"

Steve drops his bags and nodded, "Yes sir. That's me."

"Son, you'll need to come with us." The burly officer spoke first and Steve slowly held his hands up. "You Steven K. Harrington are under arrest, and will have the right to remain silent." He grips his shoulder and turns Seve around, gripping both wrists and cuffing him. "Officer Polinski, read him his rights. I'll finish here."

Back at the Munson Household

"This is amazing, Eddie. Absolutely perfect." You manage, covering your mouth as you spoke for politeness. Violet agreed clapping her hands out of excitement. After all, she was so used to pre-made meals or quick meals unless you cooked for her.

This was probably the first genuine meal he'd made in a while. "Daddy made yummy biscuits." She exclaims reaching over to scoop another bite into her small mouth. Violet had some gravy stuck to her nose and a drop on her cheek, definitely requiring a bath afterwards.

"Why, thank you." Eddie takes the compliment and goes to take another bite when the phone ringing interrupted their meal. Violet continued eating despite the interruption, but Eddie and (Y/N) were more concerned. They looked up from their plates, before Eddie stood up and excused himself from the table to answer the phone.

He caught it just in time on the fifth ring before it went straight to voice-mail. Glancing down at the Caller I.D. he noticed it was the Hawkins P.D. from their unique identification. "Hello?" He answered raising the phone to his ear and another voice greeted him.

"Morning, Mr. Munson. This is Chief Hopper with the Hawkins P.D. and I just need a moment of your time." The deep voice on the other end replied. "Did I wake you?"

Eddie took a breath and looked back at you and Violet. "No. No-Uhm," He shakes his head, turning his attention back to the conversation. Turning his back to the kitchen as to not worry you or his little girl. "You didn't. Didn't wake me, Chief." He replies slightly in disbelief, trying to understand the sudden need for a phone-call in the first place.

"Good, look let me start with an apology towards Miss (L/N)." Hopper spoke.

Eddie was confused, "To her? What for?" "Well, for the unfortunate experience she had with that boy, Steve Harrington." The chief reminds him and Eddie now understood. This must mean they caught him.

"So, they caught him?"

Steve looks back at the officers as he's escorted out of the van, sporting a new orange jumpsuit. Roughly being shoved towards the prison guards, now seeing as he was there problem from now on. The smell of the halls, the cells, it was horrible and filthy. This is the worst cell-block he heard the officers mention. This is what he deserved for his behavior. It made his blood boil.

"Yes. He's being transported to the big house now as we speak." Eddie smiled, he was relieved.

"So why the apology?" He asks then.

"We didn't handle the situation properly that night, but one of my officers, Hank, he uh saw the kid's record. So we got 'em."

"That's great, Sir. Thank you, I'll let her know." With that he hangs up and Eddie is immediately relieved as he sets the phone down. He sports a smile as he returns to the kitchen to deliver the good news. Only to find you hard at work over the sink cleaning up after him. God, what would he do without you?

He'd die.

Cell Block D Hawkin's Correctional

Steve huffed as the office tugged his wrists through the bars to uncuff him, but his grip was tight. The officer in question was smirking the whole time, "Hope you enjoy your stay. You've even got a room-mate, have fun." He sneered, before walking off, swinging the cuffs around his finger whistling the tune of some oldie.

"Well. Well. Well, look what the shit dragged in." That voice. He recognized it, Steve slowly turned and sure as fuck there he was. Billy Hargrove in all his shining, messy, and cocky glory. "Been a while, Harrington."

"Hargrove." He spat.

"King Steve." Billy spat back with even more venom, slowly approaching him before getting up in his face. "I've missed your dumb ass. So, what're you in for?" He asks circling Steve, who in turn watches him like a hawk.

He scoffs, "None of your business." Steve defends. Billy chuckles and steps back to take a seat on the right centered cot, manspreading and smirking.

"Come on, tell me your secrets and I'll tell you mine. Deal?"

"Fine." He gives in, "I'll tell you."

Life is about the choices you make or will make, you just have to make the right ones.

Tell me, do you?

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The Office | Older!Eddie M. X Fem!Reader

Just a Blurb

New job, new you. Something that was sure to highlight your better talents for your resume. Taking a step towards a better life. A-CORP was a 'from the ground up' type business funded by the CEO and your boss, Steve Harrington. Being an assistant wasn't all that glorious, but here it definitely isn't the average desk job. No. There was more to the job, you'd be designing, preparing, and presenting him with the ideas sent up. From there he'd decide what was good and what was unnecessary.

It was going swell. The first two weeks went by rather quickly, leveling up your clearance around the building. Things were coming along and pretty mundane for the most part. That was until you ran into him. Eddie Munson. He was a lifetime of wild and absolutely handsome.

Those rugged charms, good looks, and eyes you could stay lost in. To bring it all togeyhwr he of course had a soothing voice. So as youre still sat in the floor, with an ache in your bum, that wasn't as prominent as the blush spreading across your cheeks. You gaz up at him, surely making it awkward.

"Woah, babe down!" He chuckles, then bends down at his knees extending his arm out to help, "Let me help you up, pretty girl." You reach for Eddie's hand, allowing him to pull you up on your toes. Almost to quickly because you nearly topple him over, but he's quick to steady you both. "Woah easy."

Once on your evened out he steps back. "So sorry."

Eddie waves a hand across the hair shrugging his shoulders, "Nah." He shakes his head, "It's fine. Honestly a pleasure bumpin' into a hottie." Eddie nods his head towards you and you blush.

"Hottie? Me?" It was hard to for you to believe. However if a cute little number like Eddie was calling you hot then it was fine.

"Oh, yeah. Shit, yeah." He nods, spray curls bouncing with his movements. He smiles, "Obviously it's something I mean respectively."

"Thank you, Eddie." You smile from ear to ear, reaching down to adjust the buttons on your top. Brushing off your pencil skirt.

"So, you know my name." He smiles back. "That's-" He grins, "-that's great."

"Of course, Mr. Harrington is more than pleased with the work that comes from your department." You admit, although Steve wouldn't say that much. Usually just a nod or shrug here and there. Yet, it probably meant the world to Eddie, seeing as he was the head of Design Engineering. The genuine smile that he flash proved that, but it made his confidence in himself soar.

Eddie props himself against the office door letting you pass into your office. "Right." He laughs, brushing his nose with his thumb. "Here I was thinking you were some stalker."

You snicker at his comment, "It's not in my job description to keep eyes on other employees." Sparing him a glance as you plop down in the luxurious black-leather chair. The finest of office supplies were given to you at the request of Mr. Harrington. This was due to how likely you'd be stuck in there working.

"Damn, that's lame." Eddie sighs. "Thought maybe something interesting was going to happen."

"Yeah I met you." You retort with a grin.

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No no she does. I also love you

I know you’ve worked very hard. However, we do have to address skipping classes. 🕶

I….did not do that

I told you don’t listen to Carol, she’s doesn’t like to see me happy

Stranger Danger | Older!Eddie M. X Fem!Reader | Three

PLOT: Eddie is a loving single father and a busy man, he hires you on occasion to watch his child. Sometimes he wish he had the courage to ask you out, but one terrible weekend will prove to him he hasn't got much time.

WARNINGS: TW 18+ Guns, and gun violence mentioned, blood, slight gore, language, suggestiveness, angst, fluff, thriller, slasher, divorce, and adult humor.

Three Days.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday were all Eddie needed. The event from this Thursday still held a deep impact over you, but since Eddie gave the news it had became less pertinent. Having the assaulter locked up was definitely a relief. Especially since you'd be alone with Violet for these days.

Early that morning Eddie hit the road, making sure to leave behind his special care instructions for Violet. Who of which, at the moment was still sleeping in.

You'd let her have her rest. The poor thing was up most of the night with a couple of bad dreams. Her night–terrors usually started up on weekends like this when her father had to go out of town. Being separated from the only parent was tough on such a kind hearted kid.

As she slept in you got some cleaning done around the house, even started a batch of her laundry. Eddie insisted you didn't have to, but you always just did it anyway. As the first load was washing you started to prepare a small breakfast knowing that Violet would wake any second now.

Three days, turned into more, and later rolled into a year. At this point he'd convinced you to become a permanent resident, from babysitter to nanny. Violet sure loved having you around more and she began to even open up more towards you. That was something you always loved, learning more about the energetic bundle that was Violet Munson. Now being a part of their daily lives was all part of your job.

Working for Eddie Munson was the best job one could possibly have. He was generous, forgiving, and all around fun.

So far things were going well on the cloudy afternoon. A nice start off to a Monday and an even better week. Currently you were seated in the living-room and scrolling through one of the many media services in attempt to find a movie. Violet had promised to sit and watch it with you.

"Wow, who woulda thought it'd be so hard to pick a movie." You comment, lancing over at the small toddler curled up beside you.

"Maybe a princess one." Violet suggests, pointing to the first movie with a princess that appeared in your list. The movie in question was Tangled, which had ironically been your favorite tale. Rapunzel was willing to risk everything just to have the one thing she desired most. Freedom and longing to belong.

"Yeah, sounds good." You ultimately agree with her, "Rapunzel is such a cool princess." Violet turns to look at you giggling as the screen loaded in the content.

Meanwhile

Eddie had been deep into his workload when he received a call ushering him away from work. Said caller was Chief Hopper and he had mentioned something about an emergency. Eddie had rushed through traffic, nearly causing an accident twice. An emergency couldn't be good.

Were you okay? Did something happen to Violet?

So when he arrived at the station and stomped through the door he looked this way and that before spotting an officer chatting it up with another. He approached them until the chief rounded the corner and spotted him. Eddie froze, "Sorry to bother you, Mr. Munson. Come with me?" Despite not knowing what was going on he followed him down the hall, glancing back at the laughing pair of officers.

Deep down it bothered him. If there was an emergency why were they just standing around? What the fuck was going on around here?

The chief stops abruptly and holds open the door for him, Eddie glances at the man and rolls his eyes before walking in. Hopper follows and walks right past him and plops down into the leather rolling chair seated behind the desk. Eddie sits up in his own seat and shakes his head, "Just get to the point. I haven't got all day. I got a kid and-"

Hopper gets comfortable, before he interrupts him. Folding his hands over one another and placing them on the desk. "Steve Harrington, escaped prison early this morning." Eddie's eyes widen, but then his gaze narrows brows furrowing.

"Who?" The artist is merely confused by the name, but then it clicks suddenly. His face contorts to anger, "You mean that creep? The one who harassed my Nanny?" Eddie is throwing his hands this way and that as he speaks, anger and adrenaline coursing through him. At this point Eddie kicks his chair back as he stands. Slamming one hand down on the desk, reaching forward with his left to grab the chief's tie and yanking him forward. "How do you let someone escape a prison?!" His vocal range was extremely shocking, but then again he was one of the best.

Hopper was shocked, but having dealt with Eddie in the past he knew his anger was only temporary. "Eddie." His voice was stern and commanding. "Let go of my tie." He recognized the situation and slowly let go, lucky one of the many rings he adored, didn't tear the fabric. Eddie backs off the desk. Hopper goes to straighten his tie and sighs, "Sit." His eyes gesture to the chair and Eddie takes a seat.

"I know you're mad. Which is why I wasn't letting the situation go by unnoticed, so I called you." He reaches for his hat and places it over his head. "Because, it's not jus Harrington who got away. He took Hargrove with him."

Eddie's eyes widened, "Billy Hargrove, the one who killed those women back in the summer of 1985?"

Hopper nodded slowly, "Yeah uh, apparently they're the best of fucking buds."

"Shit." Eddie muttered. From what he remembered, Billy hadn't really liked him and Eddie hadn't exactly wronged him. Well, maybe for the fact he screwed him over on a drug deal and he got caught and arrested that night. One way to harbor a grudge. "What's your plan?"

"I'm issuing a man-hunt. I've already sent two officers over to yours, so the girls will be safe. You got my word." Hopper reached for his gun and clicked the safety on, before holstering his weapon and standing. "We'll get them."

Munson Residence 12:45 P.M.

"Okay, so do you want some macaroni and cheese or some ramen? Your choice." You turn to the wide eyed girl who's all smiles as the two items are presented to her.

"Uhm, can you make it all fancy? The noodles?" She asked you.

"Fancy?"

"Like in the cartoons!" She exclaims throwing her arms up in the air. "They got eggs, meat, and some other stuff, it always looks so yummy!" Oh. So that's what she meant.

"Yeah, of course. So the noodles then?"

"Noodles." She confirms. You tell her to run off and play while you prepare the meal for her. With her father out of the house you could offer her something better than frozen meals and Asian cuisine happened to be your specialty. Which Eddie adored about you, cause those noodles were always so, 'Yummy'. He would always declare.

As you turned the stove on and placed the pan of water over the fire the doorbell rang. It shocked both you and little Violet since there was no way her dad could be home so early. She runs up to you as you exit the kitchen. Violet reaches out to you and you oblige in scooping her into your arms, slowly making it over to the door.

When you open it the intruders are revealed, two officers bearing their full uniform are standing patiently at the porch. "Miss (L/N)?"

"Yes?" You answer cautiously and they nod.

The officer to the left speaks first, Violet hiding her face in your neck. "I'm Officer Polinski and this Hank. We've been sent by our chief to keep guard of the home."

You bounce Violet on your hip and frown, "Well, may I ask why?" "Yes. Your statement led us to capture Steve Harrington a year ago, but he has escaped and our chief along with Mr. Munson think it best for us to stay and keep watch." Polinski explained and you nodded.

Your heart was going to fall out of your chest. That horrible moment coming crashing over you again. His eyes, his voice, and everything was all so clear to you and now it could happen again. "Please." You urge them inside. "Come inside. I'll prepare lunch."

"Thank you."

In the next town over

"You ready?"

"Ready as ever, Harrington."

Steve scoffs and rolls his eyes clicking the safety of the Sig Sauer he was carrying. He gives a nod towards Billy, who smirks and kicks the door open to the small off road gas station. Shocking the old couple to death and in hail marry of bullets and shouting they took what they needed and dove underground.

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I'm also liking how it turned out, so you guys should totally ask her about her embroidery skills and get some stuff made cause it's awesome!

Rollie, I got your embroidery and I'm so in love with it! I cannot wait to make a little Eddie Munson board. I'm gonnnnnnnaaaaa cry and scream! Thank you!

aw yay!! I’m so glad you like it 💓💓💓 I had so much fun making it, I’m pretty proud of how it turned out!