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Eleven hadn’t spent much time with Robin, but simply looking around the room she could see how much her friends cared for her. Dustin was hysterically crying, Joyce was in shock, and Nancy’s hand was glued to her mouth as choked sobs escaped from it. Steve was unbearable to watch, his face twisted in grief clinging onto Robin’s lifeless body, refusing to let go. Eleven had never seen him like that. This was her fault she couldn’t save her fast enough. Eleven knew what she had to do.
“Wait!” She says, trying to keep calm as tears ran down her cheeks. Everybody turned to look at her. “I can bring her back like I did with Max”
“I knew it!” Mike exclaims, everybody immediately turns to glare at him.
“No you can’t do that, you need to save your strength” Hopper says, Steve staring daggers at him.
“I will fight that bastard with my bare hands if I have to, bring her back!” Steve begs. “Please Hopper, I need her. She’s my everything”
Hopper’s face softens, he knew exactly what it felt like. “Ok, just please don’t hurt yourself!” Hopper finally agrees.
Eleven wipes her eyes with her sleeve as she kneels down next to Robin. She keeps her eyes fixated on her face, a constellation of freckles drowned out by a sea of red. “I can’t promise this will work” Eleven warns Steve.
“I will try anything” He sobs.
Eleven nods and places one hand on her forearm, and the other on her chest. She’s so cold, way too cold. She takes in a deep breath and the world seems to stop.