Jenna tossed and turned for most of the night, unable to get any sleep like Eleven. her mind was filled with worry and guilt of being here, knowing that no one back in Hawkins was aware that they were gone. She assumed someone had to be concerned about them at this point, especially her mom and Hopper. It wouldn't surprise Jenna if they had sent someone to come get them in a few hours. She also couldn't stop thinking about the idea of staying here for good with Kali and the rest of her friends. Something about that arrangement didn't sit right with her, and she was gonna find out why sooner or later.

By the time Jenna was starting to drift in and out of sleep, she heard the sound of Kali trying to wake Eleven next to her. Sitting up, she saw Eleven's eyes go wide as she woke up, startled to see Kali sitting over her.

"It's okay. It's only me," she assured her in a calm tone. "Bad dream?"

Eleven sat up, letting out a sigh. "What time is it?" she asked.

"It's late," Kali replied, then turned to look at Jenna. "Both of you slept well, I assume?"

"I wish," she mumbled.

"Well, come on. It's time you meet my friends. Properly this time."

So Jenna and Eleven got out of bed and headed downstairs with Kali. She took them to a room they didn't get to see last night, looking more like their dining room as they sat around at a table with scraps and other leftovers scattered all over the place.

"We need more money, Kal," Axel said, holding up a box from a Chinese takeout place. "I can't keep eating this garbage."

"This is Axel," Kali told us.

"The spider hater?" Eleven questioned, which everyone laughed at.

"Yes, the spider hater," Kali replied, then pointed to the girl with multi-colored hair. "This is Dottie, our newest. Like you, she just left home."

"You mean the loony bin," Axel commented.

"Bite me, Axe," Dottie retorted.

"Mick, our eyes, our protector." Kali motioned her hand towards the girl with the fro across from Dottie, coloring in a notebook, then looked up at the bigger man with a braid hanging down his shoulder walking towards them. "This is Funshine, our warrior. Don't let his size frighten you. Fun's a teddy bear."

A small grin formed on his face. "Nice to meet you, Miss Jane, Miss Valerie." He extended his hand out for them to shake.

Jenna was the first to shake his hand, though it didn't sound right when he called her Valerie and not Jenna. Then Eleven was next, who looked down at his wrist, as if she was trying to find something.

"If you're looking for a number, you won't find one," Kali told her, sitting down in the empty chair nearby.

"They're not like us," Eleven stated.

"No, not in that way," Kali said. "But like us, they're outcasts."

"Outcasts?" Eleven repeated.

"Freaks," Axel chimed in.

"Speak for yourself," Dottie commented, playing with her hair.

"Society left them behind, hurt them, discarded them," Kali explained.

"We were dead, all of us," Funshine added. "Kali saved us." He pointed at his temple. "Here." His finger moved over his chest next . "And here."

"Don't get mushy on us now, Fun."

"No, not mushy. True."

"Now we help them," Mick stated, motioning her head at them.

"And how exactly are you gonna do that?" Jenna asked.

"In this life, you roll over or you fight back," Axel responded.

"We're all fighters here," Mick added.

"Fight who?" Eleven asked.

The group all looked at each other, standing up as Kali went to grab something from the counter behind her. They could hear her rummaging around for a moment before coming back to the table and throwing a bunch of ID badges in front of them.

"Everyone you see here was in some way responsible for what happened to us," she explained.

"You hurt the bad men?" Eleven inquired.

"No, we just give 'em a pat on the back," Dottie said, though of course, the sarcasm was easy to spot.

Eleven started to get a little uneasy seeing the way her expression turned concerning. "You...kill them?"

"They're criminals," Kali said. "We simply make them pay for their crimes."

"Wouldn't torturing them be enough?" Jenna suggested. "You know, giving them a taste of their own medicine? Making them suffer a little?"

"No, it's not enough," Kali retorted. "They don't deserve to live after what they've done to us."

Jenna was a little surprised to hear Kali and the rest of the group talk like this, acting as if killing someone was so easy to do. While she had done it before, it was an accident, and she was a lot younger at the time, too little to realize what she had done when trying to get out of Hawkins Lab at the time.

"Damn, what's the matter?" Axel asked. "You two look like you've seen a ghost."

Jenna looked over at Eleven and saw the almost horrified look on her face as she glanced down at the badges. The teenager felt for the way she was feeling about all of this, along with being annoyed at the fact that all of them thought their reactions were amusing.

"We can't all be fighters, I guess," Dottie added.

"I'm a fighter," Eleven informed her. "I've killed."

"These men you killed, did they deserve it?" Kali questioned.

"They hurt me." Eleven's expression changed into a more serious look.

"And they still want to hurt you. To hurt us. We're just making the first move." Kali paused, motioning her head towards the door. "Come."

Reluctantly, Jenna and Eleven followed her outside, where Kali was walking alongside them with the wind hitting their faces.

"I was just like you once," she explained. "I kept my anger inside. I tried to hide from it, but then that pain festered."

"Festered?" Eleven asked, puzzled by the word.

"It spread. Until I finally confronted my pain, and I began to heal." She took them to the abandoned train station close by their shelter, with scraps of metal and trash all over the place and mud puddles that just about soaked through Jenna's shoes once she stepped in one.

"Do you see that train?" Kali asked Eleven.

"Yes," she answered.

"I want you to draw it to us."

Eleven glanced at the older girls for a moment before setting her eyes back on the railroad car. She raised her hand and held it in front of her, and with a struggling expression, she attempted to move it their way. But the most she could do was slightly turn the wheels, followed by barely lifting the entire train off the ground. She dropped her shaky hand and bent over for a moment, panting from the exhaustion of trying to use her powers.

"I can't," she mumbled.

"It's okay, El," Jenna assured her.

"Last night you told me you lifted a van once," Kali reminded her.

"Yes," Eleven stated.

"The bad men were trying to take you away again, and that made you angry." Eleven nodded her head. "Good. So, find that anger, focus on that, not the train, not its weight."

"Wait," Jenna intervened. "Give Eleven a minute to recharge. When it comes to her powers, using a lot of energy like that drains her."

"Maybe that's something else Jane needs to work on," Kali retorted. "And while we're at it, we can resolve your anger issues, too, Valerie."

Jenna scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. "First of all, that's not my name anymore. Second, I don't have anger issues."

"Oh, really? So you have everything under control, then?"

She was quiet for a moment, hesitant to respond. "I'm working on it."

"And how's that going for you?"

She hesitated again. "It could go better."

"Meaning?"

Jenna resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Meaning that my powers act up at...inconvenient times."

Kali then let out a laugh. "Please don't tell me you're referring to being around boys."

Eleven glanced my way. "Do you mean Steve?"

Jenna felt her face get hot at the sound of his name. "Okay, yes, Steve was the most recent incident. But he knows it happens sometimes."

"So he's okay with you having these powers," Kali stated.

"Yeah, he is. All of my friends are."

"Are you sure about that?"

Jenna furrowed her brows, scoffing. "What, if my friends are okay with me and my powers? Of course I'm sure. They told me."

"How do you know they're not lying to you?"

"Because they've seen me go after a monster, that's how."

"And do you think they're not scared of you now?"

"They're not."

"You don't know that, Valerie, and they don't know what you're capable of."

"I told you my name is--"

"I know what it is, and it's not Jenna," she cut her off. "If you'll let me, I can help you see who you truly are."

Kali's comments hit a nerve as they put their focus back on Eleven. Lifting her hand again, Eleven concentrated more on the train, her expression more determined than before.

"I want you to find something from your life," Kali said. "Something that angers you." When she saw the way Eleven's eyes were filled with anger, she kept going. "Now channel it."

The sound of the railroad car began to move a little, and with the blood trickling down her nose, Eleven was showing no sign of stopping. It worried Jenna with how much Eleven was straining herself to prove something to Kali.

"Dig deeper," Kali continued. "Your whole life you've been lied to...imprisoned! The bad men took away your home, your mother...They took everything from you!"

"Kali, that's enough," Jenna said, trying to intervene again.

"They stole your life, Jane!" Kali kept going, ignoring me.

"Eleven, stop!" she shouted, though it did nothing as Eleven continued on.

The more she kept pushing herself, the more sad it got for her to watch. Jenna could see the pain in Eleven's eyes as her hand was shaking and the blood was still running out of her nose. It was when she let out the most thundering scream that Jenna felt the rage inside of her get stronger, letting her know that enough was enough.

"Keep going, Jane!" Kali yelled.

"I said, that's enough!" Jenna raised her hand and aimed it towards the railroad car, a spark igniting at the wheels as it almost flipped over.

Eleven's hand went down as she and Kali took a step back, startled at the smoke now rising from the bottom of the train. Relieved that it didn't result in a fire starting, Jenna looked back at Eleven, who fell on her knees and was panting like before. She thought she heard a whimper escape her lips, but when Eleven lifted her head, there were no tears in sight.

All of a sudden, there was cheering and clapping going on nearby, to which it was the rest of Kali's friends, and Jenna wondered how long they had been standing there.

"So, how do you feel?" Kali asked them..

"Good," Eleven said, nodding her head.

"Terrible," Jenna mumbled. "I don't think channeling all that anger is the answer."

"But it could be," Kali said. "If you channeled it, controlled it, I bet you could set that train on fire right now and it wouldn't hurt you at all."

"You don't know what it could do to me," Jenna pointed out bitterly. "And you certainly don't know what it could do to Eleven if she keeps pushing herself like she did just now."

"Neither do you," Kali snapped. "And you definitely have no idea what that place did that caused us to have so much anger, to be in pain all the time. We didn't get to live the perfect life with the perfect family and friends and school like you did."

"My life is far from perfect, so stop acting like you know me."

"Then how about you do the same with me and Jane?" Shooting Jenna a glare, she walked towards her friends, motioning Eleven to join her.

Jenna looked down at Eleven, helping her up. "You okay, El?" she asked, sounding concerned.

"I'm fine," she replied.

"Are you sure? I mean, you really wore yourself out."

"I'm fine," she repeated with more of a firm voice this time.

Jenna didn't ask her again as they headed back inside, though she still let her worries settle in my mind. She wondered what Eleven was thinking that made her so angry to the point of draining her body from all that power. Her first thought was Hawkins Lab, then Hopper. Of course, maybe Jenna couldn't blame her for being so angry, but it still wasn't the solution to controlling her abilities, especially if it led to her killing people.

Kali took them into a small room in the corner, opening the door and turning on the light to a wall full of newspaper articles and pictures of people with scribbles at the bottom of the pages, with some of them crossed out.

They had a hit list? A fucking hit list? That was their agenda?

"These are the bad men, as you call them," Kali explained. "The ones we believe are still alive. Do you know any?"

While Jenna didn't recognize any of the people, Eleven took a longer look, scanning back and forth until she had her eyes on an older man with no hair, the words HAWKINS being the word to stick out once Jenna got a better look at it.

"Him," she stated. "He hurt Mama."

"His name is Ray Carroll," Kali told us. "And he did more than hurt your mother." She paused, glancing at the wall. "The bad men like Ray, they know about us. It's made them hard to track." Her eyes went back to Eleven. "But maybe not anymore.

Jenna raised her eyebrows out of curiosity. "Wait, you want Eleven to track down these guys?"

"Yes, she'll be useful in helping us find these people."

"And then kill them."

"Exactly. Like I said, it's what they deserve."

Jenna shook her head. "Well, I'm not too crazy over the idea of you guys using Eleven for your revenge schemes or whatever."

"Maybe you can let Shirley decide that for herself," Axel spoke up.

Glancing at Eleven again, she kept looking down at the picture of Ray, then folding it up, her grip on the paper tight. Much to Jenna's dismay, it meant that she was agreeing to help Kali and her friends with finding him.

Everyone sat around and watched Eleven as she covered her eyes with a bandana, the sound of the static crackling that came from the radio. When Mick offered Jenna a cigarette, she gladly took one from her, hoping that it would ease her nerves somehow. There was a part of her that didn't want Eleven to find the man, but knowing Kali, she would only push her until Eleven found him, and that would just irritate Jenna more with how far Kali would go in order to achieve her goal of killing Ray Carroll. Not only that, but Eleven was one smart girl, which was a plus to how useful she was to Kali and her group.

After another moment of searching, Eleven ripped the paper in half, then took off the bandana, nodding her head towards Kali. Jenna's heart dropped knowing that she had succeeded in finding the man, giving exactly what Kali wanted.

When Eleven described what she saw, Dottie pulled out the phone book, flipping through the pages, scanning her finger down the list of names and numbers until she found what she was looking for. "Gramercy Apartments. Washington and Bethel. That's gotta be it, right?"

Kali took the phone book out of her hands and glanced at it. "Lilburn. Where is that?"

"About an hour east," Funshine spoke up.

"We don't even have a new ride," Mick added annoyingly.

"So we swap plates," Kali said. "We have plates, right?"

"Yeah," Axel replied, nodding.

"But it's risky," Mick stated.

"And where's the fun if there's no risk?" Kali retorted. "We want to give my sisters a memorable first day, right?" She then looked Jenna's way. "Even if one of them is still unsure about all of this."

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Well, I'm not gonna let Eleven go by herself."

"She won't be by herself," Kali stated. "She'll be with us."

"That's exactly what I'm worried about," she muttered under her breath.

"I'm in for Miss Jane," Funshine added, then glanced at Jenna. "And Miss Valerie."

"My name's Jenna," she corrected him, though she was sure Kali had told him and everyone else otherwise.

Axel huffed a sigh. "Yeah, sure. Why not? Mick?"

Everyone all looked up at Mick, who had a puzzled expression on her face, contemplating if she wanted to go through with it. Jenna couldn't blame her for being skeptical about the whole thing. She was hopeful that she would be on her side with this.

But when Jenna saw a playful grin form across her face, all that hope was gone.

"Screw it!" she shouted.

So as Funshine and Axel started sorting out their weapons in a locked safe, the others went upstairs. While Jenna freshened up by brushing her hair and teeth with spare brushes Kali had, the others went to work on giving Eleven a more punk look, something else Jenna was against. There was nothing wrong with the way she looked now. She had all her life to change her hair and clothes, especially when she was older and would figure out what she liked and disliked.

"Now it's your turn for a little makeover," Kali stated towards Jenna as she held up eyeshadow. "I think purple would be a good color on you."

"Oh, uh, okay, I guess." Reluctantly, Jenna sat down on the bed and closed her eyes, feeling her finger brush along the eyelid and then moving underneath the eye. "So, why do you keep calling me Valerie? You know that's not my name anymore."

"Because I know the Valerie that I remember is still inside there," she told her. "We spent a good amount of time together at the lab, some of it outside the Rainbow Room. Of course, you don't remember any of it, but I do." She paused, sighing. "I miss that person. I miss you."

Jenna realized that no matter how many times she told Kali that she wasn't Valerie anymore, Kali would never see her as anyone else but the girl that she knew from Hawkins Lab. While Jenna understood it had been years since they were both there together, so much had changed after they got out, with nothing being the same with their new lives. Even things with Eleven were slowly getting better, and now that she was becoming Jane again, a person that Kali wanted her to be from the moment they were reunited, all Jenna could do was worry for her.

"Maybe once you and Jane take more time to settle here, you'll find yourself again," Kali said. "I think you two would fit in well."

"I'm not so sure about that," Jenna mumbled.

"At least give it a shot," she said. "You could live a better life here, and so can Jane." She paused for a moment, then continued. "Maybe you two were meant to be here for good. You can start over with us."

"I've already had to do that once," she reminded her.

"Just think about it, okay? It'd be nice to have some other people who understand me a little bit better. We can be close like sisters."

Jenna remained quiet as she continued with the eyeshadow. The thought of staying here permanently almost made her stomach do flips. She still had to figure out a way to convince Eleven to go back to Hawkins once they got the chance to do so. They just had to get through dealing with Ray Carroll first, something Jenna wasn't looking forward to.

After Kali was done with her makeup, Jenna glanced in the mirror, not totally hating it. She usually didn't wear this much eye makeup, so she figured Steve and Janet would've had some jokes if they saw her wearing it. When Jenna saw the end result of Eleven's new look with her dark makeup and slicked back hair, along with a black shirt and jacket with jeans and Converse, she looked like a completely different person. Even after seeing the transformation, Jenna still wasn't sure about it. She couldn't see Eleven. All I saw was Jane.

"Bitchin'," Dottie stated.

"Bitchin'," Eleven repeated, agreeing with her.

Once everything was in order to go hunt down Ray, everyone headed out and piled into an old and rusty beige van with dents in the back. At first, all Jenna could think of was how worn down it looked. But the more she stared at it, the more familiar it was starting to look, as if she had seen it from somewhere.

Then she realized that she had seen it. At Melvald's on the television.

"The robbery in Pittsburgh," she muttered. "That was you guys."

"Well, it wasn't exactly a robbery," Axel commented, smirking. "At least it didn't start out that way."

Jenna was getting more and more uneasy being around these people, but for Eleven's sake and safety, she continued to put up with it.

Shifting uncomfortably in her seat, Mick sped down the alley and onto the main road, the music blaring from the radio. Jenna watched everyone jamming out around me, including Eleven, who had a wide smile on her face. Even though this was becoming the last place Jenna wanted to be at right now, she was glad to see this outgoing side of Eleven, especially after all she had gone through. Jenna wondered if she was ever like this with Hopper or Carter or Dana.

They came upon a gas station that Mick pulled up, parking the van right out front. As everyone jumped out of the van and headed inside, Jenna and Eleven were hesitant to follow them.

"What are we doing?" Eleven asked Kali.

"Stocking up," she answered.

So the girls went inside with Kali, taking a look around at all the snacks we could choose from. Though Jenna was sure that none of them brought any money for their road trip. Still, she was getting a little bit hungry.

"Hey, your bathroom is leaking," Kali told the young man at the front counter, motioning her head towards the bathroom.

With wide eyes, the man looked over the counter. "Oh, shit," he mumbled, then came running around to handle it, carefully stepping on the floor at what he thought was water as he made his way inside the bathroom and closed the door.

"Yes. Shit." Kali had a smirk on her face as she glanced at Eleven, who grinned back at her.

Axel stood in front of the door with a wide smile. "Okay, contestants, you have a minute and a half, let's begin your supermarket sweep!"

Everyone scattered around the store to grab whatever they needed, ranging from chips, candy, beer, and sunglasses (and Eleven with a few boxes of Eggos). While Jenna didn't want to steal anything, her stomach was beginning to rumble louder, so she took a bag of potato chips and a bottle of water. The others were finishing up as Axel was emptying out the register and placing the money in a paper bag. He didn't make it too far before the man reappeared with a gun in his hand.

"Hey! Put that back, or I'll blow your head off!" The man from before pointed the gun at Axel, who slowly put his hands in the air. "You hear me, freak?"

"Put the gun down," Kali interjected, stepping towards the counter.

"Stay back. Stay back!"

"Darrel, your money is insured," she stated. "We're only stealing from the war criminal billionaires who own this place. You won't even lose a dime."

"I said, stay back." Darrel got closer towards Kali.

But she wasn't showing any sign of fear. "We're on the same side. I promise."

"Stay back." His expression was turning angry, not backing down.

Before Jenna could make the gun too hot for him to keep holding, Eleven intervened with a loud scream, using her powers to send him flying backwards into some styrofoam boxes. He let out a grunt in pain as he fell to the floor.

"Damn, Shirley!" Axel exclaimed.

All of a sudden, police sirens were echoing from a distance, which was their cue to get the hell out of the store. Piling back into the van, Mick floored the gas pedal and drove out of the station and back on the road. There was little relief that entered Jenna's body as the sirens died down, and she turned towards Eleven with an annoyed expression.

"What the hell was that?" she asked her.

"It was some awesome shit, that's what!" Axel commented.

"He wanted to hurt us," Eleven said.

"She was good," Kali spoke up. "We're lucky she was with us."

"But you almost got killed," she pointed out. "And then he would've came after the rest of us."

"Relax, Val. Jane handled it."

Eleven nodded as Jenna glanced at her again. "I'm fine," she assured her. "Everything is under control."

Knowing Jenna wasn't going to win this argument, she huffed a sigh and leaned back in her seat, having a feeling that everything was definitely not under control.

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A/N: OOP, well, this chapter was a bit long. But what do we think?

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