AN: Blake's outfit is up top.

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Blake watched from the couch as Eleven paced on the porch, waiting for Mike to show. The older girl sighed, closing her book and went over to the door frame, knocking on it before she said, "Ellie, maybe he's held up somewhere. Why don't you call him?"

"Yeah," El gulped, walking past her and going to the phone that resided on the kitchen wall. Hopper looked at his daughters from the counter, tilting his head and saying, "Hey. Is everything okay?"

"Yes," The telekinetic girl answered, typing in Mike's house number and then walking into her room. Hopper looked at Blake, who shrugged, making her way over to him and pouring herself another cup of coffee.

Hopper grimaced, looking at the girl as he said, "You know, I heard your little boy toy leave this morning."

"Boy toy? That's what you're calling him now? I thought you were particularly fond of "Boy with awful hair who is corrupting my daughter"?" Blake sarcastically questioned, leaning on the counter next to her father. Jim sighed, running a hand through his beard, "Don't make me give you two a talk."

Blake gave him a grin, putting a hand on his shoulder, "He just got in a fight with his dad so he came over."

"And the night before?" Jim's eyes widened, a look of insanity in them. Blake simply shrugged, taking a sip of her drink and said, "Would you like me to come up with an elaborate lie so you don't have an aneurysm?"

Hopper groaned, shifting uncomfortably making Blake chuckle as he said, "I just don't want to be a grandpa yet. I'm still an eligible bachelor."

"If you stopped pining for Joyce, maybe you would be," Blake snorted and the man turned red in embarrassment.

Their conversation was cut short when El walked out of her room, a confused look on her face as she put the phone back on the receiver making Hopper say, "What's going on?"

El didn't answer, walking back into her room and slamming the door shut with her powers. Blake looked at her father, noticing the smug look on his face and said, "You did something, didn't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," The man's grin got wider and Blake scoffed, saying, "Well, the shit-eating grin on your face says otherwise."

Blake set her coffee on the table, pushing her father's shoulder as he continued to eat his cereal and walked over to El's room, knocking on the door. She faintly heard El say to come in, the girl knowing it was her and Blake walked in, immediately shutting the door behind her and joining Eleven on her bed.

"What's wrong, Ellie?" Blake questioned and El looked to her, saying, "Do boyfriends lie?"

Blake's eyebrows rose to her hairline and then narrowed her eyes, "What did Mike do?"

"He says Nana is still sick, but Hopper says she was fine."

The older girl nodded, wrapping her arm around El's shoulders as she said, "I've only had one boyfriend, but I know that a relationship is built on trusting the other person. Steve doesn't lie to me... mostly because he's a shit liar," Eleven and Blake laughed, "But if you think Mike is lying to you, then you should calmly confront him and talk about it."

"Thank you, 'Lake," El smiled. Blake winked at her, grasping onto her and laid them down, El putting her head on her chest as Blake said, "Plus if he is lying, the Hopper siblings could kick his ass severely."

Eleven giggled and Blake gave her a small grin, looking down at her before saying, "I have an idea. How would you like to go somewhere with me today? I'm not working so we could hang out."

"I'd like that."

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"Have a nice day," Robin said in a monotone voice, handing the couple their ice cream. They took it and walked away, Dustin taking their spot with a smile, saying, "Hi."

"Hi," She greeted back. The curly haired boy gave her an awkward look, waving around a hand and said, "I'm Dustin."

Robin pursed her lips, "I'm Robin."

"Pleasure to meet you. Uh, is- is he here?" Dustin questioned. The girl raised her brows, "Is who here?"

As on cue, Steve slid out from the back room, the floor flying into the wall as he raised his arms in the air and said, "Henderson."

Dustin laughed as Steve ran over to him, cheering that the boy was back from camp. Dustin chucked, "You got the job!"

"I got the job!" Steve triumphantly said, beginning to imitate a trumpet. He walked over to him and they did their secret handshake, imitating lightsabers clashing before Dustin pretended to stab him in the stomach making Steve act as though his insides were spilling out.

"How many children are you friends with?" Robin deadpanned, leaning on the counter. Steve bit his lip, sighing as he gestured to her with his hand and Dustin laughed, saying, "Her and Blake are friends huh?"

All Steve did was nod.

A little while later, Steve and Dustin were sitting in a booth, the latter of the boys eating a sundae as Steve said, "No, no. No way. Hotter than Phoebe Cates? The only girl hotter than her is my girlfriend. No."

"Mm-hmm," Dustin nodded, "Brilliant, too. And she doesn't even care that my real pearls are still coming in. She says kissing is better without teeth."

Steve winced, nodding as he said, "Wow, Yeah, that's great. Proud of you, man. That's ro- that's kinda romantic."

"Speaking of romantic, how's Blake?" Dustin questioned. Steve smiled at the mention of his girlfriend, saying, "Good- really good, actually. She'll be here soon. She comes and visits even if she isn't working like today."

"Where does she work?" The boy eating ice cream asked. Steve threw his hand back, pointing his thumb towards the entrance of the shop and said, "The Gap. They also bumped her up at he pool. She's the head lifeguard now. Her hours are all over the place which is why I got a job at the mall, I can see her more."

Dustin smirked, "Well isn't that cute."

"Not really," Steve shrugged, "She wanted me to work here so I could give her ice cream too."

"Speaking of, do you really just get to eat as much of this as you want?" He questioned and Steve nodded, saying, "Yeah. I mean, sure. It's not really a good idea for me, though. I gotta keep in shape for the ladies."

A chuckle was heard, "Yeah and how's that working out for you?"

"Ignore her," Steve rolled his eyes. Dustin laughed, looking at the girl as he said, "She seems cool," He turned to his older friend, "And what do you mean "the ladies"? You're not cheating on Blake are you?! She'll kill your sorry ass! Do you not remember the bat with barbed wire wrapped around it?"

Steve began stammering, waving his hands around, "No, no, no, no! I'm not cheating on her, Dustin. I love her! We have a bet going on about if I can still get the ladies now that I'm not the so called king."

"Okay, good. Because if you were, I would personally get someone bigger than me to kick your ass," Dustin took a bite of his ice cream. Steve chuckled, playing with his fingers as he said, "Trust me, I'm not going to do anything that hurts her. I wanna be with her forever."

Dustin looked up from his dessert, wiggling his eyebrows making Steve shove his shoulder and redirect the conversation, "So, where are the other knuckleheads?"

"They ditched me yesterday," He told and his friend softened, "No."

"My first day back," Dustin nodded, "Can you believe that shit?"

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, scoffing before saying, "Whoa. Seriously?"

"I swear to God," Dustin took another bite, "They're gonna regret it, though, big time, when they don't get to share in my glory."

"Glory? What glory?" Steve shook his head, not knowing what the boy was talking about. Dustin smiled, scooting closer to the teenager as he said, "So, last night, we're trying to get in contact with Suzie," Steve hummed, "And, uh," He lowered his voice to a whisper, "I intercepted a secret Russian communication."

The Scoops Ahoy employee furrowed his brows, looking down at Dustin and said, "What?"

Dustin clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, repeating his sentence and Steve's eyes got wide, "Just speak louder."

"I intercepted a secret Russian communication!" Dustin yelled and everyone around stopped what they were doing, looking at the boys making Steve slap his shoulder, saying, "Jeez, shh. Yeah, okay, that's what I thought you said."

It was quiet for a moment before Steve sniffed and said, "What- what does that mean?"

"It means, Steve, we could be heroes," Steve sat up at that, "True American heroes.

"Huh," The boy thought and Dustin laughed, leaning in closer as he said, "Just think, you could have anything you want and more. Blake would love you."

Steve looked at him, "She does love me."

"Really?" Dustin questioned, "Why?"

"Shut up," The teenager smacked him again, "What's the catch?"

"No catch, I just need your help," He told. Steve nodded, "With what?"

The boy got in his bag, pulling out a Russian translation book and said, "Translation."

Meanwhile, Blake and Eleven had just parked on Max's street, getting out as the red-head fell off her skateboard, making El stop it as it rolled over to them. She picked it up, looking at Max as they walked over and said, "Hi."

"Hi?" Max greeted, taking her skateboard from El and looked at Blake, "Is she supposed to be here?"

"She can do whatever the hell she wants," Blake told, crossing her arms over her chest. El blushed, looking over at Max, saying, "Can we talk? Blake says it might help having more girls to talk to."

Max smiled, "Sure."

A few minutes later, El was on Max's bed, the girl pacing as Blake was sitting on the floor and listening to her sister talk to the red-head, "And then he said he- he missed me. And then he just hung up."

"He's a piece of shit," Max immediately said making Blake laugh. Eleven furrowed her brows, "What?"

Max stopped pacing, "Mike doesn't have jack shit to do today and his Nana obviously isn't sick," She pointed a finger, "I guarantee you, him and Lucas are playing Atari right now."

"But friends don't lie," The girl told softly. Blake gave her a sad smile, sitting up on her knees and placed a hand on her thigh, "Sometimes boyfriends lie to cover their asses."

"All the time," Max added and sat next to El on the bed, "You're going to stop calling him. You're going to ignore his calls. As far as you're concerned, he doesn't exist."

El's eyes widened in shock, "Doesn't exist?"

"He treated you like garbage. You're gonna treat him like garbage. Give him a taste of his own medicine," Max smiled. Eleven nodded, "Give him the medicine."

"Why are teenagers so petty?" Blake whispered to herself standing up and walking to the door frame, "I swear it's all so difficult. Being in a relationship shouldn't be hard if you love each other."

The two girls continued to talk and Blake sighed, shaking her head as she imagined Mike pulling on his hair and groaning. She did love the boy, but she had to agree.

He was being an asshole by lying to her.

"Alright girls," Blake sternly said, both girls looking at her, "We are going to have a girls day."

Max smiled, jumping up and taking El's hand, who said, "Where are we going?"

"To have some fun."

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Steve and Dustin were sitting in the back room of Scoops Ahoy, the older of the boys eating a banana as they listened to a male voice speaking Russian on recording. Steve furrowed his brows, hearing the familiar tune of Daisy's Bell in the background and ripped off a piece of his fruit while Dustin turned off the recording, saying, "So what do you think?"

"It sounded familiar," He told. Dustin looked at him and said, "What?"

"The music," Steve explained, his mouth full, "The music right there at the end. I've heard that somewhere with Blake."

He licked his thumb and the curly-haired boy scoffed, saying, "Why are you listening to the music, Steve? Listen to the Russian! We're translating Russian!"

"I'm trying to listen to the Russian, but there's music-" He was cut off by Robin, opening the door and saying, "All right, babysitting time is over. You need to get in there."

Steve stepped back next to Dustin and Robin looked at the whiteboard before she said, "Hey, my board! That was important data for Blake and I, shitbirds."

"I guarantee you, what we're doing is way more important than yours and Blake's data," Dustin explained and Steve nodded, throwing his banana peel on the table. Robin scoffed, walking over to them, "Yeah? And how do you know these Russians are up to no good, anyways?"

The boys gave each other a look, "How does she know about the Russians?"

The two began arguing and Robin rolled her eyes, saying, "Hello, I can hear you. Actually, I can hear everything. You are both extremely loud. You think you have evil Russians plotting against our country, on tape and you're trying to translate, but haven't figured out a word because you didn't realize Russians use an entirely different alphabet then we do. Sound about right?"

No one said anything and Robin looked at the recorder before she lunged at it, Steve taking it before she could reach it and said, "Whoa! What do you think you're doing?"

"I wanna hear it," She explained. Both boy's rose their brows, "Why?"

"'Cause maybe I can help," Robin stated, "I'm fluent in four languages, you know?"

Dustin tapped his fingers on the table, "Russian?"

"Ou-yay are-yay umb-day," Robin simply said and Steve laughed, impressed. Dustin smiled, "Holy shit."

"That was Pig Latin, dingus," She rolled her eyes. Steve slapped Dustin's arm, murmuring how he was an idiot as she continued, "But I can speak Spanish and French and Italian and I've been in band for twelve years," Robin sat down, "My ears are little geniuses, trust me."

They looked to each other and Steve let out an awkward noise, Robin groaning as she said, "Come on, it's your turn to sling ice cream, my turn to translate. I don't even want credit. I'm just bored."

The bell began ringing in the front and Steve sighed, Dustin looking at him as he handed Robin the recorder. Robin smiled as he left, looking over at Dustin and said, "You know who does speak Russian, though?"

"Who?" Dustin questioned. Robin laughed, pressing play, saying, "Blake."

"Son-of-a-bitch."

The said girl had just walked into the mall with Max and Eleven, the latter looking at the front awkwardly. Max smiled, "So, what do you think?" She noticed her look, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Too many people," El explained, looking up at Blake, "Against the rules."

"There are no rules today, okay? We are going to have fun with no worries in the world. I'll deal with dad later," Blake told, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Max scoffed, "You have superpowers. What's the worst that could happen?"

Eleven smiled and Blake dragged her into the mall, the red-head following closely as they entered the food court. The telekinetic girl glanced at her surroundings in awe, lacing her hand with Blake's as Max said, "So, what should we do first? You've never been shopping before, have you?"

She shook her head and Blake smirked, saying, "Then I guess it's time to shop," She took her wallet out of her bag, handing the red-head a hundred dollar bill, "You two go find some stuff. The Gap has some pretty cool thingsyou may like."

"What about you? I thought it was girl's day?" El questioned, a confused look on her face. Blake gave her a small smile, "It is. But I think you need to spend time with a girl your age instead of your raggedy older sister breathing down your neck."

The girl smiled, hugging Blake who wrapped her arms around her and said, "Just be safe. Meet me at Scoops in an hour?"

"Promise," El giggled and Blake kissed her forehead, saying, "Go have fun. I'll be shopping around until then."

The two younger girls quickly left and Blake grinned, watching El run into her work. Blake quickly made her way over to Waldenbooks, sighing in content when she brought a book up to her nose and smelt it.

Books had always brought her a sense of peace.

"You need some help there?" A male voice said. Blake looked over, seeing a tall blond with a smirk on his face and said, "I'm okay, thank you though."

"You know," He walked closer to her, Blake narrowing her eyes at him, "That book has always been one of my favorites."

Blake looked up at him, raising a brow, "Really? You've read Jane Eyre?"

"Yeah," He smirked, taking a step forward as Blake did the opposite, "Are you impressed, yet?"

"Not particularly, no," She smacked her lips, "Mostly because I don't believe you, but also because in high school you were in the lowest English you could be put in."

The man smugly chuckled, "So you remember me, princess?"

"Okay, look, douchebag, I don't know what the fuck you think you are trying to do, but you aren't going to get anything from me," Blake growled, putting the book down and side-stepped the boy. He quickly caught her arm, Blake whipping around and punching him in the nose as she said, "Don't fucking touch me."

He fell back into the stacks, books falling onto him as he hit the hard tile. Blake rolled her eyes, seeing the boy hold his now bloody nose in pain and said, "Don't call my princess."

Blake turned on her heel, going to the front of the store and looked at the woman at the register, "Clean up on aisle four."

Forty minutes later, Blake ended up in Scoops Ahoy, smiling when she saw Steve behind the counter. She stood in line, a wicked grin on her face when it was her turn and said, "Hello, I'll take a scoop of coffee in a cup with a side of you, hotstuff."

"Oh my God, why am I with you?" Steve whispered to himself, his eyes wide as he scooped her ice cream. Blake chuckled, leaning over the counter and took the ice cream, pecking his lips softly as she said, "You know you love me."

"I do," Steve whispered, leaning in again and kissed her deeply, the girl cupping his jaw with her empty hand. Blake pulled back, running her finger over Steve's lips, saying, "How's your day?"

Steve shrugged, "Better now that you are here," He lowered his voice, looking around to make sure no one was around, "Dustin found a secret Russian code."

"Curly fry is here?" Blake grinned and Steve nodded, making her run to the back to see the boy and Robin at a table. Dustin shot up, a smile on his face as he hugged the now shorter girl, saying, "I missed you."

"I missed you too, Curly, but I'm sure you had a blast a camp," She chuckled, beginning to eat her ice cream. Dustin nodded, "I have a girlfriend. Her name is Suzie."

Blake's face fell slightly, "Oh, that's great. I'm so happy for you, Dustin."

"Blake, you know Russian right?" Robin finally voiced. Blake nodded, scooping another bite of ice cream into her mouth, "Spanish, American Sign Language and Russian, but I'm kinda rusty. Why? Do I have to break the code?"

"How do you know about the code?" Dustin questioned, a shocked look on his face. Blake rose a brow, taking her spoon out of her mouth, "Steve doesn't keep anything from me... plus the recording is still playing along with that annoying music in the background."

Dustin scurried back to the table, pushing pause while cursing. Blake rolled her eyes at the boy, finishing her ice cream and throwing it in the trash, "How far along are you guys?"

"Not far enough," Robin sighed. Blake huffed, sitting down next to Dustin and said, "Play it. I've got fifteen minutes to help your sorry asses before I have to go."

Within the time period, Blake had translated and Robin smiled, walking over to the window and throwing it open making Blake turn around as she said, "We've got our first sentence."

"Oh, seriously?" He questioned, two ice creams in his hands. Robin nodded as Blake came up next to her and said, "Your girlfriend is way too good for you, dingus."

Blake winked at the two and Robin laughed, imitating a Russian accent, "The week is long."

"Well, that's thrilling," He turned to the dark-haired girl, "It took you fifteen minutes to figure out four words?"

"I said I was rusty, Harrington. Don't give me that shit," Blake narrowed her eyes. Steve gulped, apologizing before leaning into her and whispered, "You do know that she's here, right?"

Blake nodded, turning to Dustin,  "Sorry, bud. I've got to go. Welcome home."

Dustin smiled and Blake picked up her discarded backpack, the bag slightly heavier from the shopping bag she had stuffed in there. She waved at Robin, walking out of the door as Steve turned to Max and Eleven, saying, "You got a strawberry and then a vanilla with sprinkles, extra whipped cream."

Blake went behind them, seeing all their bags. She smiled, knowing they had fun before she said, "Well, we've got to go before my Dad gets home."

"Is she even allowed to be here?" The boy questioned. The three girls glanced at each other, knowing looks on their faces before Blake took one of their hands, winking at her boyfriend before she tugged them out of the store.

They made their way out of the mall, smiles on their faces as Max looked at El, saying, "Wanna trade?"

El giggled, trading her ice cream with the girl when Blake suddenly stopped, causing both girls to crash into her. Blake turned, lowly growling when she confirmed the voice she had heard was Mike Wheeler. Max followed her gaze, "You've got to be shitting me."

"Well, well, well," Blake walked up to the boys at the bike rack, El and Max following close behind, "Look what we've got here, girls."

Mike dropped his bike, pointing at El, "What are you doing here?"

"Shopping," She simply replied. Blake crossed her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes at the boy as Max said, "This is her new style. What do you think?"

"What's wrong with you?" Mike questioned, his eyes wide, "You know she's not allowed to be here."

"What is she, your little pet?" The red-head questioned. Eleven looked at him, "Yeah. Am I your pet?"

The boy's face grew paler, "What? No!"

"Then why do you treat me like garbage?" She asked. Mike shook his head, "What?"

"You said Nana was sick."

"She is!" He insisted, briefly looking at Blake's dark look before turning back to El, "She is sick."

He waved a hand around and Lucas picked up on his lie, saying, "Yeah, sick- She's sick. She's super sick. That's why we're here, actually."

"Yeah, we're shopping," Mike's arm flung around, "But for her, for Nana."

Lucas agreed and all the girls shook their head before Blake looked at Will, who also shook his head to tell her that they were lying. Blake darkly smiled, licking her lips and interrupted Mike, "So, you're telling us that your Nana is severely ill?"

"Right," Mike agreed, turning to his girlfriend, "Also, we're here to get a gift for you. Just, we couldn't find anything that suited you and I only have like three dollars and fifty cents, so it's hard."

Blake nodded at that and Lucas said, "Super hard. It's- it's expensive."

"You lie," El finally voiced, ice cream dripping down her hand. Mike looked down at the floor, knowing he had been caught as El demanded, "Why do you lie?"

The boy opened his mouth, nothing coming out as a bus behind the girls squealed. They turned around, seeing it and El went back to Mike before she walked forward, Mike's eyes wide as she said, "I dump your ass."

Everyone's jaws dropped and Blake silently chuckled as El grasped her hand, turning them around to walk back to the car. They left the boys and Blake kissed El's head, saying, "I'm proud of you."

"Thank you," She blushed. Blake bit her lip, saying, "Hey, why don't you two take the bus back to the cabin? I'll bring home some dinner afterwards?"

"Are you going to make sure they're okay?" Max questioned and Blake scoffed, walking them over to the bus doors and said, "No. I'm going to set the record straight."

El squeezed her sister's hand, smiling before she walked onto the bus, Max following closely. Blake turned around, eyeing the three boys who were still in shock and made her way back over.

She crossed her arms over her chest, looking at Lucas and Mike before she said, "I'm disappointed in you two. You guys know better. You're good kids. Why the fuck would you lie?"

"Your Dad made me!" Mike insisted. Blake huffed, saying, "And what exactly did he do?"

"He scared me by saying-" Blake cut him off, "But he didn't make you lie, Michael. You chose to lie to her when you know how important telling the truth is to her. All he did was scare you a little bit and news flash, father's do that. Especially my dad after everything we have gone through in the past. So you should own up and when you get the opportunity to apologize, do it."

Blake looked past him, seeing Will standing there and said, "I guess you're the only one who doesn't have their head up their ass today, huh?"

"Sounds about right," Will agreed making both boys turn to him. Blake gave him a small smile before she retreated back into the mall and to Scoops Ahoy.

"Can we play D&D now?"

"No."

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Two hours later, Starcourt was closed and Dustin, Robin, Steve and Blake were sitting in the back of Scoops Ahoy, reading the whiteboard as they said, "The week is long, the silver cat, feeds, when blue meets yellow in the west."

"Now that we've figured this out, can we go home? I'm starving and I need to bring dinner back home," Blake groaned, leaning against Steve. The boy chuckled, leaning down and kissed her hair, saying, "Sure, KitKat. Let's go."

The group grabbed all their bags, Steve closing the metal gate behind them as he grunted, "I mean, it just... it can't be right?"

"It's right," Robin rolled her eyes. Dustin nodded, "Honestly, I think it's great news."

"How is this great news?" Steve exclaimed, Blake jumping on his back so she didn't have to walk. He caught the backs of her thighs, rubbing his thumb along her bare skin as he continued, "I mean, so much for being American heroes. It's total nonsense."

"It's not nonsense," Dustin disagreed, "It's too specific. It's obviously a code."

Steve groaned, Blake resting her head in the crook of his neck as he said, "What do you mean, a code?"

"Like a secret spy code."

"That's a total stretch," The Harrington boy scoffed. Blake lifted her head from Steve's shoulder shaking her head before saying, "Not really. I mean, it's smart."

"I agree," Robin stated. Steve sighed, "You two are really buying into this?"

The short haired girl rolled her eyes, "Listen, just for kicks, let's entertain the possibility that it is a secret Russian transmission. What'd you think they were gonna say, "Fire the warhead at noon"?"

"Exactly," Dustin chuckled. Robin sniffed, "And my and Blake's translation is correct."

"It's Blake and I's," Blake finally voiced, correcting the girl. Robin rolled her eyes, adding, "I know that for sure, so... "The silver cat feeds." Why would anyone talk like that unless they're trying to mask the meaning of their message?"

Blake blocked Robin and Dustin out, putting her head back on Steve's shoulder before she tightened her grip around his waist with her thighs. Steve turned his head back, "You okay?"

"The music," She jumped off him, looking at the plastic ride on pony. Blake knelt down, taking her wallet out of her bag and slipped a quarter in the money slot, sighing when she heard the familiar tune of Daisy Bell come from the ride.

"I knew I had heard that sound before. It goes off all damn day," She looked up at the Gap store, "Fucking annoying kids."

Robin and Dustin walked back over and the girl said, "You need help getting up, little Stevie?"

"Would you two just shut up and listen?" Steve questioned, understanding what Blake had discovered. Dustin's eye's widened, "Holy shit," He pointed, taking off his bag, "The music. The music."

He got the recorder out of his bag and hit play, the same tune along with a man speaking Russian erupting from it. Everyone glanced at each other and Robin's brows furrowed, "I don't understand."

"It's the exact same song on the recording," Blake met her eyes. Robin shook her head at the girl, "Maybe they have horses like this in Russia."

""Indiana Flyer"? I don't- I don't think so," Steve told as Blake finally stood up, "This code, it... didn't come from Russia," He looked at them, wrapping an arm around Blake's waist, "It came from here."

"Well, fuck."

♚

AN: I loved this episode so much.

I also wanted to tell everyone that I created a Spotify playlist for Blake and my published books involving her. The link is in my bio.