Summary: Reader who was in school with Eddie and is now studying to become a doctor might be the key to saving Eddie's life.
Warning: mentioning of blood and injuries.
AN: This is my first short fic, I usually write long stories on AO3. I made the exception because Eddie deserves to be saved in this fix-it fic. I'm tempted to write a second part where reader saves Eddie from the people of Hawkins.
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The situation is so absurd that you almost feel like laughing. A stolen caravan filled with a bunch of unlikely allies, clad in makeshift armor and armed to the teeth. Dustin with his camouflage jacket, Robin with the beret and the bag full of Molotov cocktails…it is so ridiculous. Yet no one feels like laughing. Everyone is silent, wishing to be alone with their thoughts or gathering the courage for the oncoming battle.
You are no different. You might not be wearing hunting clothes or having a gun strapped to you, but sitting in that caravan in your clothes from two days ago with the lifesaving backpack between your legs on the floor, you feel just as melancholy as the others. Your foot won’t stop tapping. You bit of almost all of your nails and was starting to ogle your hair next.
‘Hey.’
You get startled from your thoughts. You look up to see no one other than Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson sitting across from you at the tiny table. Most of the others are gathered on the sofa in the back, or sitting near the front with Steve and Nancy.
‘Hey,’ you try to say without showing how terrified you were. It didn’t work.
‘It’s a pretty messed up situation huh?’ Eddie says, his voice wavering like yours.
You nod in response, not trusting your voice.
He cocks his head to the side in a comical way. ‘You know Y/N, I can’t figure it out.’
‘Can’t figure what out?’ you ask intrigued.
‘Why you are still here,’ he shrugs, looking up at the ceiling of the caravan before looking back into your eyes. ‘Me? I’m a fugitive. I don’t have a choice. You do.’ Suddenly he leans over the table to be as close to you as he could. He whispers: ‘I would run if I were in your shoes.’
His face is right in front of yours. Because he doesn’t want the others to hear his cowardly confession, you tell yourself. That didn’t stop your heart from beating faster though. To make matters worse he winks and smiles before sitting back down.
You clear your throat, not entirely sure why you react so strongly to him. ‘Well, if I run now the fate of Hawkins is down to, who? You?’ you say, your voice laced with sarcasm. ‘We can’t have that, can we?’
It makes him smile. Somehow that makes you smile.
‘Besides, I owe it to you all. You saved my life,’ you state like it is the most obvious thing in the world. And it is true. Two days ago you drove down the road where Fred Benson died when you saw it. Cracks running through the asphalt, spilling ominous red light from it. And you know you shouldn’t have pulled over, put your hand through the membrane and released a small flock of bats from hell…but hey. Curiosity hadn’t killed the cat yet.
When you ran into the woods, screaming and flailing wildly you ended up running into a group of people you knew from when you were in school. Dustin was the first one you ran into. All you had to do was scream ‘Monsters!’ and suddenly Steve Harrington was swinging a baseball bat with nails around. To your utter surprise Eddie was with them, the guy who had gone missing since Chrissy had died in his trailer. The guy who should have graduated High School in the same year as you but insisted on pissing off teachers and so was still waiting for his diploma. The guy who, if you were completely honest, was someone you had always admired for his bravery.
Eddie had pulled you out of the way before one of the bats could attack you. Before long all the creatures were dead and you were covered in their black slimy blood.
‘You don’t have to be brave you know,’ Eddie says quietly, waking you up out of another deep thought. ‘I mean, all I have done these past days is run. I’m not proud of it, but I’m still alive and not in jail. So you shouldn’t feel bad if you still want to leave.’
You shake your head. Your hands reach out to take his. His hands are so much bigger, you hardly covered all of it. The back of his cool metal rings are poking in your skin. His hands are very warm and seem to shake just a bit. ‘Eddie I’m not leaving you guys. I’m not even going to fight. I’m here to heal. I pray to God I won’t be needed, but if things go wrong with Max I want to be there.’
Eddie is nodding. ‘Yeah, okay. But don’t do anything stupid okay? Let Nancy and Steve be the heroes.’
You chuckle. ‘I promise.’
Your hands are still covering his. You slightly stroke your thumb across his skin. The both of you are staring at your hands on the table, a funny feeling starting in your chest. Then the caravan stops.
‘First stop: the Creel house,’ Steve calls out.
Reluctantly you withdraw your hands from Eddie’s. He looks up at you as you stand, with those big brown eyes of his. You hadn’t really noticed how lovely his eyes were before, but now it is hard to look away. You wink at him, grab your bag and step out of the vehicle.
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You had been ready to fight off bats, but not the Hawkins High Tigers.
‘Get off me!’ Erica yells as she was tackled to the ground by a guy twice her size.
‘Erica!’ you call out as you rush over to her side. Unfortunately for you, you hadn’t seen the other guy. He tackles you to the ground, making your back hit the ground painfully.
‘L/N? What is the nurse doing here?’ he spits.
You feel a fire burning within you. You scream as you push your knee into his crotch as hard as you can. He yelps in pain and lets go. ‘For the millionth time, I’m going to be a doctor!’ you shout.
He falls over, still clutching his private parts. You aren’t a violent person. You believe in healing people and would never intentionally hurt anyone. But with everything going on in Hawkins, you decided to take a self-defense class last year. Right now it is paying off.
You rush over to Erica and her attacker. Here you place a punch perfectly to the temple of the guy holding her down. He falls over, knocked out.
‘Thanks,’ Erica pants as you help her up. ‘Something is wrong we should-,’
‘CODE RED! I REPEAT CODE RED!’
You and Erica both eye the radio. ‘Shit.’
‘ERICA! Please respond! I need help! Now!’
‘Dustin,’ you say calmly, ‘We’re here. What’s wrong?’
‘Oh Y/N we need you! Eddie he…he went back in alone! We were supposed to run but-but he wanted to buy you guys more time and-and…’
You look up at the creepy house, knowing that Max is inside, dealing with Vecna in her mind. You make your decision.
‘I’m on my way. Stay there Dustin! Don’t go after him!’
You throw the radio towards Erica, sling the backpack full of medical stuff over your shoulder and start to run. You don’t have bikes or cars around that you could use. All you can do is run as fast as your feet can carry you.
Everything was a blur after that until you reach the trailer. You burst in through the door and find a frantic Dustin.
‘We need to help him!’ he shouts at you.
You look up to see the gaping hole in the ceiling. The rope is gone but there is a chair right underneath it on your side.
‘I’ll go first,’ you say as you take steps back from the chair.
‘You might break something,’ Dustin points out.
You don’t acknowledge this. You run towards the chair, grab the ceiling and sling yourself through the gate. You do fall badly and probably sprain your ankle, but it does not feel broken. You quickly place the mattrass back so Dustin will be okay.
The two of you race into the Upside Down. A swarm of demobats is circling something like a tornado. Upon closer inspection you see that it is Eddie.
‘Eddie!’ Dustin shouts, tears in his eyes.
It doesn’t look good for Eddie. As you watch he loses his shield. The creatures are closing in. You waste no time. You take the spear from Dustin’s shaking hands and charge right into the middle of the storm. One of the bats is about to attack Eddie’s neck, going for the artery. You grab its tail, swing it around into some of the other bats before forcing it to the ground where you spear it.
‘Like hell you will,’ you pant, standing over the remains of your kill.
‘What are you doing here?!’ Eddie shouts once he notices you.
Saving you, you want to say, but there is no time. The pests keep coming. You give it your all to protect the both of you. Eddie gets a chance to pick up his shield and is now defending you too. Back to back the both of you keep the bats at a distance.
‘Arggh!’
You gasp at the sickening sound of tearing flesh. Behind you, you can see how Eddie is fighting to get a bat away from his abdomen. It has its teeth in his flesh and tries to take a bite out of him. Your spear is no use so close, but Eddie still has a small knife strapped to his belt. Your hand slips around it, touching his skin where his shirt had ridden up. You try not to get distracted by the skin-on-skin contact when you grab the knife. Then you stab it in the bat its back.
It lets go and falls to the ground. However, this maneuver had cost too much time. The bats are on you now, claws in your back, wings stuck in your hair.
‘Y/N!’ Eddie roars as he tries to get the suckers off you. It is a domino-effect. Once the first attack was placed every other sneaks past your defenses. It does not look good for the both of you.
‘I can’t…hold them off,’ you say out of breath. You wince as another bites in your calf.
‘I got you,’ Eddie pants as he rips another bat off you. ‘I got you.’
And you wish that he did, but Eddie was losing a lot of blood. Even in the blueish hue of the Upside Down you could see how pale he is. He won’t be standing on his feet for much longer.
Then there comes a strange sound. It pierces through the sound of flapping wings and shrieks. The two of you look up to see the brave Dustin Henderson charging in the middle of the storm. He is holding the bat that Steve had used before and hacks in on the swarm.
‘Dustin!’ you both shout in concern and surprise.
‘Shut up and help MEeee!’ Dustin shrieks, his voice skipping.
Now it is three of you with your advantage back. However you don’t like your odds. You had killed a couple of bats, but there are hundreds more. Eddie is already slipping. Shit, we’re going to die.
Then, like lighting struck, all the bats fall dead to the ground. No delay, no withering. They just drop dead in front of your feet.
‘What?!’ you shout, not knowing how to feel. What if they got back up?
‘It’s working! They got to Vecna,’ Dustin shouts. His voice carries in the now silent trailer park.
‘Go Harrington,’ Eddie says. His voice doesn’t sound normal. It is slurred. You turn around just in time to catch Eddie before he falls over.
‘Eddie! No, Eddie!’ Dustin roars.
‘Dustin, relax,’ you say, hoping your voice doesn’t waver. ‘Get my backpack. It’s next to the trailer.’
Dustin runs off in a series of ‘shit, shit, shit’, avoiding the hundreds of dead bats.
‘Eddie, hey, talk to me,’ you say as you lay him down carefully.
‘You came back,’ he whispers, then coughs up blood.
‘Yeah, I did,’ you answer while you lift his shirt. You are blushing while you do so, but your professional voice pushes those feelings down. He is bleeding, no time to blush over a guy’s chest. Even if more of his tattoos are now visible. Tattoos you would love to study, taking your time to admire each and every one of them.
‘I didn’t run away this time,’ Eddie gasps. Dustin returns at that moment and hands you the bag. ‘I didn’t.’
‘No, you didn’t. You were very brave,’ Dustin cries.
‘And very stupid,’ you add. ‘Did you really think you stood a chance alone?’
‘Y/N,’ Dustin whispers. You look up to see how distressed he is. He thinks these are Eddie’s last words.
‘Oh he’s not dying Dustin,’ you assure him. ‘I won’t let him.’
You quickly find clean cloth to press against his wounds. Dustin helps you. Then you get an antibiotic and clean the wounds out.
‘Now we bandage him,’ you state as calmly as you could. Dustin is actually really good at helping as long as he stays calm. ‘Help me lift his hips off the floor.’
Dustin helps silently while you work. Eddie has spit out a lot of blood, but now he seems to be doing better. ‘Y/N, if it hadn’t been for you-,’
‘Yeah I know,’ you state quickly. You couldn’t handle your emotions while you worked. Those were for later. ‘I promised you to not do anything stupid. I didn’t think I would need to ask you for the same.’
‘I’m sorry, I was just thinking about everyone that would get hurt if those bats came through the gate. Dustin…you…’ Eddie confesses quietly.
You ignore the warm feeling that goes through your body when he says that. First bandages, then feelings. Somewhere in the back of your head you wonder when you had acknowledged that you had feelings for “The Freak”.
‘I’m going to make another rope for the gate so you two can get out. Don’t go anywhere,’ Dustin says.
You nod your approval. ‘Now Eddie, I should take a look at your face.’
‘My face?’ he asks, dazed.
You point out the big gash that runs over his forehead and through his eyebrow. ‘Oh. That.’
He sits up carefully. You lean forward with a clean cloth to clean up the wound. ‘I think I’m going to glue this one. Just to be safe.’
‘I trust you,’ he whispers. You look down from the wound to his eyes. He is staring at you, his eyes huge, his lips slightly parted. He looks inviting.
You swallow. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, like it is fighting to jump out. Eddie is mere inches from your face, looking like a hot mess.
No. Stop. I’m the doctor. You blink slowly and force yourself to look back to the wound. Eddie casts his eyes down. You continue to carefully clean the blood from his face.
‘Guess you don’t even need the rest of that fancy education of yours eh?’ Eddie says to lighten the mood. ‘You’re already a pro.’
You smile. ‘I must say I’m even surprising myself here. I didn’t think I could. But I had to so…’
‘Yeah. Well you can heal me anytime. I don’t mind you touching me.’
Your eyes shoot back to his, your cheeks crimson.
‘To…you know, heal my wounds. Mend my broken bones. Sew my flesh back together,’ he continues.
You chuckle softly. ‘Glue you mean. Glue your flesh back together.’
‘Even better. It sounds even grosser than sewing.’
‘Does it though?’ you ask with a smile. You do as you promise and glue his wound.
‘The sight of blood makes me feel lightheaded,’ Eddie confesses out of the blue.
You nod slowly. ‘Ah so that is why you just fainted.’
‘No, not fainting. I never faint,’ he defends.
‘Hmm-hmm,’ you hum. That smile doesn’t come off anymore.
‘Well okay maybe I fainted once. Trust me when I say, you shouldn’t trust me with a nail gun.’
You stop your work, satisfied that Eddie is going to be okay. ‘Eddie the Freak, the Dungeons Master, the nightmare of every High School teacher and every jock, faints at the sight of blood? Now that is something the town should know.’
‘Don’t tell anyone please. I was just starting to feel somewhat brave,’ he says, suddenly sounding insecure.
'Hawkins could do with some wholesome facts about you,’ you say as you stand up and offer a hand. ‘They should know how sweet you really are.’
Eddie takes your offered hand and pulls himself up. However he is not balanced right and stumbles against you. You hold up your other hand to gently hold his upper arm. Eddie is a little bit taller than you, and right now he is looking down into your eyes again.
‘I…am sweet?’
Another rush of warm feelings. You force it down. ‘Well, uhm, yes I think…we should check on Dustin shouldn’t we?’
You think about running but Eddie is holding onto you with surprising strength. When he doesn’t speak you look back at him, wondering what is coming next. You expect another quippy reply, maybe even something more personal about himself. What happens next however, you did not expect.
Without hesitation Eddie leans in and kisses you. You feel your heart stopping, your head spinning. Eddie’s lips are against you, pretty harsh but still nice. His lips move slowly. Then his free hand cups the side of your face and pulls you in further. It is a desperate kiss that lights a fire in you, you have never felt before.
Then he pulls back and you start to sway on your feet.
‘What,’ you whisper, ‘was that?’
‘A thank you,’ he says with a smile. ‘For saving my life.’
‘Oh, right,’ you say, cursing yourself a moment later for sounding so disappointed.
Eddie catches it. He lifts one eyebrow. ‘Were you hoping for another answer, doctor L/N?’
Your mouth opens and closes a couple of times. You attempt a nonchalant shrug. ‘No. Nope. I was just surprised.’
Eddie smiles. ‘Good surprised or bad surprised?’
You give him a short look before you walk away in the direction of the gate. Eddie continues to stand there, looking at you as you walk away.
‘Good or bad?’ he shouts, his arms up in the air. ‘Please give me an answer.’
You stop, unable to stop the massive smile on your lips. You turn around so he can see your face which settles his nerves a little.
‘It’s good,’ you tell him while you blush. ‘Really good. Now, shall we get out of this hell dimension or not?’
‘Yes madam!’ Eddie yells as he runs over to your side. He stops right beside you, his arm pressing up against yours. ‘I think you just saved my life sweetheart.’
You grimace. ‘Yeah, well we aren’t done yet. Something tells me this was the easy part.’
A second later his arm is around your shoulders. He pulls you close to him for a moment. ‘Don’t rain on my parade just yet. Let me enjoy this huge victory.’
You raise an eyebrow. ‘The ‘not getting eaten by bats’ part?’
Eddie stops and pulls you to a stop with him. ‘No, the part where you like it when I kiss you. Duh.’
‘Oh,’ you mumble, all shy and staring at his chest instead of his eyes, ‘that part.’
When Eddie remains silent you dare to look up again. There is still blood on his face, mixed with sweat and tears. His look is a combination of fear and relief. But then his eyes soften more and he leans in to kiss you again. You feel his salty lips against yours and for a moment the world stops spinning.
‘You and me against the world, princess,’ Eddie whispers against your lips. ‘Let it try.’
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