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Billy had been dead for six months. At least, that is what everyone thought. Thing is, after the kids had been taken out of Starcourt Mall, supposedly Billy's body just...vanished. No explanation. They'd had a memorial for him properly but still, something wasn't quite right. Even so, it was written off as yet another mystery and left alone.

What no on realized was that not all of the Russians had been captured. A good few of them made it out and along the way they'd grabbed Billy's body. They wanted to examine it more closely, determined to figure out what the deal was with the black blood that had poured from his wounds and his mouth. They had taken him to yet another secret base of operations in the middle of nowhere, ran plenty of experiments. In the end, they'd dubbed it 'Project Lazarus' because after yet another round of experiments, they'd actually ended up bringing Billy back to life.

At first, he'd been nothing but a husk. No memories of who he was or where he'd come from. The Russians were pleased with that, working on seeing what he could do. They discovered he had all these special abilities now. The same abilities as Eleven. Months passed and he started remembering, learning that the scientists didn't like that so he kept the memories to himself.

Until finally, he remembered his name. Billy Hargrove.

It was easy breaking out when everyone there was terrified of his abilities. He'd practically brought the whole place down around him. Once outside, he started walking. Hours later, he'd found a town, figured out where he was and where he needed to go. He'd broken into a house and stolen some clothes.

Now, it was the middle of December and here he was, walking in a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants with sandals as the only shoes he'd found. The night after Christmas he found himself standing outside Steve Harrington's house, staring into the other teen's window. He was dirty, freezing, starving. He'd been walking for almost two weeks. He had no clue how long he'd been gone or what had happened since. He just needed to get someone's attention.

So he knocked on the window, still staring at Steve.

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It had been six months since the Russians, since the Mind Flayer's reappearance, since Starcourt Mall had fallen. Six months since Hopper died trying to stop the Gate from opening and Billy sacrificed himself to save El.

It had been five months since the Byers' and El moved away.

And things had been quiet. Steve spent most of his time either working or hanging out with Dustin, Robin and the kids. Max hadn't quite been the same but that was to be expected -her step-brother had died basically in her arms, she could be forgiven if she was withdrawn, or more frighteningly, if she lashed out occasionally.

Steve just did what he did best. He looked after them. He was the big brother they needed and he kept them safe. And so what if he had fun going on their stupid adventures or teasing Dusty-Bun over his singalong with Suzie-Poo?

He'd spent the whole day with them and had finally crawled into bed far later than he'd planned. His parents were off in Europe on some business trip and he was alone.

The former Hawkins High King was so close to being asleep when the knocking started. He ignored it at first but then the second time had him pushing himself up with a huff.

"Dustin, I swear to god, you little shit. Your mum is going to ki--" It wasn't Dustin.

Staring through his window at him was what looked like Billy Hargrove. But that was impossible! He was dead, right? They'd seen it.

But that...

"What the fuck? Hargrove?!"