Always The Babysitter - Chapter Twenty-Three: E Pluribrus Unum (Bonus Scene)
Author:Â @harringtonstilinskiâ
Characters:Â Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC)
Word Count:Â 3,169
Warnings:Â angst, mentions of blood, steve getting his ass kicked, steve and robin being drugged, italics is steve hearing liv's commentary, tiniest bit of foreshadowing đ ?, non-canon hallucinations (not mentioned in story after this),
Smut: no | yes;
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Steveâs Pov
As soon as Liv, Dustin and Erica were out of sight, Robin and I were flung through the air to the wall next to us at the door being shoved open. Once we got our bearings, we raised our hands, Russian guards standing in front of us with their guns drawn. Ahh, crap.
They hauled us to our feet, essentially dragging us to separate rooms. My only thought as they kept asking me questions and punching me when I gave them my answers was that I was super glad Liv wasnât here to hear or witness this. Sheâd be losing her shit.
As they punched me in the face, yet again, I groaned in pain, again thankful that Liv wasnât here to try and kick the shit out of these Russian assholes. After we confessed our love to each other, my need to protect her increased tenfold. Iâm sure her need increased, as well.
Feeling blood dripping from my mouth, I groaned, âThat one stung,â before gasping for air.
What Iâm guessing is the main head honcho for these buttwipes asked, âWho do you work for?â
âFor the millionth time, I work at Scoops Ahoy!â Bringing my head up, I breathed out, âScoops Ahoy,â doing my best to gear up for the next hit to the face⊠that didnât happen. That hit went to my stomach, a pained groan coming from my throat before I yelled out, âWhat the hell?! â
Bending over, I said, âLook at my outfit! Look at my outfit! My girlfriend might think itâs hot, but look at it! You think I just wear this?! Think Iâm a spy in a sailorâs uniform?â Another punch to the stomach.
I can hear Olivia now saying, âYou assholes! Iâm gonna kill you!â or âIâll take his place!â while struggling against another guard.
With a stone face, the head honcho asked with an uninterested tone, âHow did you get in?â
Gasping for breath, I was bent over as I grunted, âI already told you,â before sitting up to say, âI told you before.â I gasped for air again, hearing Livâs voice in my head saying, âLie again,â before repeating my words from earlier. âMy delivery didnât come, and my friends and I, we thought that it was left at the loading dock, so we went into the room, and it tuuurrrrned into an elevator, and thenâŠâ
âYou have to be a better liar, Steven,â her voice said.
âAnd then we dropped and then next thing we know, I open my eyes and weâre in this⊠wonderful facility.â
âOh my god. Shut up, Steve.â
âBut I swear to God, nobody knows about us, nobody saw us. You could just let us go, alright? And Iâm not gonna tell anybody about this, okay? Shit happens, life goes on. And uhh⊠ice-ice cream. Ice cream, okay? You guys know what ice cream is.â
âTheyâre Russians, not aliens from space, Steven!â
âEverybody loves ice cream. I donât know if you have Russian ice cream or if thatâs considered gelato-â
âThatâs Italians, Steve!â
âI donât know whatâs what, but whatever you guys want, seriously. USS Butterscotch, I mean, you gotta try it. Itâs out of this world, Iâm telling ya!â
Head honcho and the guy that was repeatedly hitting me just started⊠laughing? So, I joined in, as well. More nervously, of course.
âI like this guy!â Head honcho said. âUSS⊠Butterscotch.â He laughed again, it turning into a chuckle as he bent down a little, resting his hands on his knees.
All I could do was look at him nervously, scared for what was to come next as the room fell quiet.
âWho do you work for?â he enunciated.
Well, shit. âOh, come on,â I all but whined, eyeing the other guard. âNo, no! No, seriously!â
Black was the very next thing that I saw as that douchebag hit me in the face⊠yet again.
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I donât remember much else after literally being knocked out, but what I do remember next was waking up to Robinâs voice calling out for help.Â
âHey,â I said, groggily. âWould you stop yelling?â
I could feel her relief from just hearing my voice as she said, âSteve! Oh, my god!â before panting out my name. She was leaning back as I was leaning forward as she asked, âAre-are you okay?â
âMy ears are ringing, I can barely breathe, my eye feels like itâs about to pop out of my skull, and Livâs voice is running through my head, but yaâknow, apart from that, Iâm doing pretty good.â
âWell, the good news is that theyâre calling you a doctor,â Robin said.
âJesus, you two are idiots.â
I looked around the room, which looked liked a⊠yaâknow, a doctors room. âIs this his place of work? I love the vibe.â Robin chuckled as I added, âCharming.â
âYeah, tell me about it. So, okay,â she said. âDo you see that table over there to your right?â
I turned my head to the left. Donât ask why.Â
âBabe. Your other left.â
âNo, your other right,â Robin said.
Turning my head to my correct right, she added, âYeah, okay. Do you see those scissors?â
âUh-huh,â I confirmed.
âYeah, well, I think that if we move at the same time, we could get over there, and then maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap.â
Picking up what she was putting down, I said, âAnd I could cut the binds.â
âYeah, and we could get out of here.â
âGotcha. Okay, yeah, we can do that.â
âYeah.â
âThose morons. They left scissors in here?â I asked, turning my head side to side.
âYeah, morons,â Robin added.
âTotal morons,â I added to my own statement, adding with determination, âOkay.â
âOkay, so, on the count of three, weâre gonna hop.â
âO-okay, good, hop on three. I gotcha.â
âAlright. One.. two.. three.â
We both hopped towards the table, a little happy that this plan was actually working. Robin and I counted to three again, our excitement building at the fact that we were almost to the table⊠and I was almost to the point where I could hug and kiss my girl again.
Counting to three again, we hopped for a third time⊠only for our fucking luck to bite us in the ass because we ended up falling, our heads towards the table, our feet towards the door.
Robin and I both groaned at our heads and arms hitting the ground before I heard her crying.
âA bunch of fucking geniuses.â
âItâs okay, itâs okay. Donât cry. Robin.â Instead of hearing her cry, I heard her⊠laughing? âAre you laughing?â
She laughed harder before saying, âIâm sorry! Iâm so sorry. Itâs just⊠I canât believe Iâm gonna die in a secret Russian base with Steve âThe Hairâ Harrington. Itâs just too trippy, man.â
âWeâre not gonna die,â I reassured. âWeâre gonna get out of here, okay? Liv wouldnât let us die anyway. Sheâd kill every single Russian down here before they could kill us. Justâ you gotta let me just think for a second.â
It was quiet for a moment, my thoughts running through my brain before Robin asked, âDo you remember, uhm, Mrs. Clickâs sophomore History class?â
I lifted my head, shaking it a little before asking with an annoyingly curious tone, âWhat?â
âMrs. Clickity-Clackity,â she said. âThatâs what us band dweebs called her.â
Sighing, I pressed my forehead into the floor, remembering when I was an asshole to everyone, the guilt eating at me in this moment.
âIt was first period, Tuesdays and Thursdays, so you were always late.â
Even though we werenât as close during that time, Liv had ended up scolding me more than a few times for always being late. âGoodness, Harrington. Donât you own a fucking watch?â
âAnd you always had the same breakfast. Bacon, egg and cheese on a sesame bagel.â
âI know weâre not close anymore, but you could still bring me a freaking sausage McMuffin!â Since Liv scolded me the last time, every Tuesday and Thursday sheâd find a Sausage McMuffin in her locker.Â
âI sat behind you, two days a week for a year,â Robin said. âMister Funny. Mister Cool. The King of Hawkins High himself. Liv being your Queen.â
âUgh! Donât bring that up!â
âDo you even remember me from that class?â
âNo.â
I didnât know what to say because⊠well, I didnât remember her. I didnât care about anyone else or anything during high school. Other than the girls Iâd bang, being in basketball and on the swim team, or being with Nancy⊠or being friends with Liv again.
Robinâs chuckle brought me out of my thoughts before she said, âOf course you donât. You were a real asshole, yaâknow that?â
Feeling incredibly bad, I said sadly, âYeah, I know.â
âThe biggest asshole, babe.â
âBut it didnât even matter,â Robin continued. âIt didnât even matter that you were an ass. I was still⊠obsessed with you.â
I could hear Livâs scoff as she said, âEveryone was.â
âEven though all of us losers pretend to be above it all, we still just wanna be popular⊠accepted, normal.â
âIf it makes you feel any better, having those things isnât all that great,â I said, sniffling. âSeriously. Liv can tell you that⊠even though she⊠didnât grow up the same as me.â Taking a deep breath, I sighed it back out as I said, âIt just baffles me. Everything that people tell you is important, everything that people say you should care about, itâs all justâŠâ I lightly chuckled before adding, â...bullshit. But I guess you gotta mess up to figure things out, right?â
âI hope so. I feel like my whole life has been⊠one big error.â
We both chuckled, a smile crossing my face for the first time since yesterday.Â
âYep,â I agreed, a small smile on my face.Â
âAt least it canât get any more messed up than this,â Robin said.
âYaâknow, I wish Iâd known you in Clickâs class,â I said.Â
âYeah?â
âReally. I do.â
âOlivia humbled you,â Robin whispered.
âYeah. She did.â I smiled a little, thinking of my girlfriend and how grateful I am of her. How happy I am that she gave me a thump on my head when I needed it most. âMaybe you both couldâve helped me pass the class. Maybe instead of being here, Liv and Iâd be on our way to college right now.â
âAnd I would have no idea that there were evil Russians beneath our feet, and I would happily be slinging ice cream with some other schmuck.â
We chuckled, I guess because weâve accepted our fate.
âGotta say, though,â I said. âI liked being your schmuck.â
âUhm, hello?!â
I chuckled lightly at hearing Livâs commentary in my head. âSo did Liv. It was fun while it lasted.â
âIt was.â
Our come to Jesus meeting was over at the sound of the buzzer and door opening. We looked up, seeing the Head Honcho walk in with three other people⊠and then he chuckled.
âWhere were you two going?â he asked, brows raised and arms out to his side for a moment.
âUgh! Just go somewhere, asswipe. Youâre kind of annoying.â
He clicked his tongue before the two guards lifted us up, setting the chairs back on their feet. I could see it now; Head Honcho holding Liv back, struggling to get out of his arms. âDonât you fucking touch them, Russian bastard!â
Head Honcho bent in front of me again as I felt Robinâs head leaning on my neck as he asked, âTry telling the truth this time, yes?â
âHe is, you ignorant freak!â
âIt will make your visit with Dr. Zharkov less painful,â he continued, stroking the side of my face.
Again, I could see Olivia struggling in my mind, yelling at the doctor. âDonât fucking touch him, you sick bastard! Iâll fucking kill you!â
Touching a sore on my chin, I winced, once again, seeing Liv in my mind struggling against the guard, her hair all around her face as she cried in sadness and anger. Head Honcho chuckled again before nodding once to the doctor.
I turned my head to watch him walk around me, a big ass needle in his hand, with blue liquid inside of a small vile. Fear started showing through as I looked at it, saying, âWait a sec, wait. Hold on. Okay! Wait, wait, wait! What is that thing?â
The âdoctorâ was standing next to me with the needle gun thing as he said, âIt will help you talk.â He grabbed my hair and tilted my head to the side.
âDid you even clean that thing?!â I yelled, before screaming at the needle being punctured into my neck, the liquid seeping into my veins.
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After they had done the same thing to Robin, Head Honcho and his pack of bastards left the room, leaving Robin and I by ourselves for a moment. What was weird was that I couldnât still see Liv, but not hear her in my mind anymore, my brain feeling more fuzzy than ever, almost like Iâd smoked a joint.
Robin moved her head against mine a few times, as I just stared at a spot on the wall, seeing Liv every now and again as she paced in front of me. âIâm gonna kill them. Iâm gonna fucking kill them.â
âHonestly, I donât really feel anything,â I said. âDo you?â
âReally, Steven?â
âI mean, I⊠I feel fine,â Robin replied. âI feel normal.â
âYeah, I feel-I feel fine,â I agreed, before slurring, âI kinda feel good,â before we both chuckled.
I wish I could say I actually felt Livâs hands on my cheeks, but in my mind⊠I did. âSteve. Youâre high as a fucking kite. Keep your mouth closed. Donât say anything.â
âWanna know a secret?â Robin asked.
âWhat?â I asked.
âI like it, too! And Iâve been seeing and hearing Liv!â
âMe, too!â I said, laughing.
âI feel good.â
âMorons! They messed up the drug.â
âOh⊠my god.â
âThey messed it up!â
As Robin leaned her head back, I tilted mine forward. âMorons,â she said.
Robin and I looked at the door as I loudly said, âMorons!â
âHey, morons!â
âMoron! Morââ she said at the same time I said, âHey!â
âWhoa-oh!â I was still smiling and laughing, closing my eyes for a moment.Â
âOh, no. Thereâs definitely something wrong with us.â
Amused, I said, âSomethinâs wrong.â
âYaâthink! Fucking idiots.â
That damn door buzzer sounded again, but I kind of didnât care because of how good I felt as the Head Honcho and the Doc walked into the room. What did grab my attention was watching Head Honcho walking around Robin and I on her side just for him to stop and stand in front of me.
I turned my head after looking at him for a moment, watching the Doc mess with his bag at the table. Whatever he sets down makes Robin chuckle a little as he grabs a freaking medical bone saw from his bag.
âWould now be a good time to tell you that I donât like doctors?â Robin asked.
The image of Olivia hastily walking around to Robin flashed in my mind, her hushed voice saying, âRobin, if you donât shut the fuck up, Iâll send you to the Upside Down for a full-ass week!â
âLetâs try this again, yes?â Head Honcho said.
I licked the inside of my tongue, feeling to see if it was still there as I nodded and murmured out something while nodding my head.Â
Without missing a beat, he asked, âWho do you work for?â
âScoops,â I said, looking at a random spot as Robin chuckled, my own joining. âScoops Ahoy.â
Robinâs giggles were quiet as he asked, âHow did you find us?â
I looked up at him, saying without missing a beat, âTotally by accident,â before lightly laughing⊠again.
He said something in Russian as I looked down for a moment, picking my head back up at the sound of something being open and closed, the Doc making his way back to us. âWhat is that shiny little toy?â
âWhere are you going with that, Doc?â Robin asked.
Even in my high as a kite state, fear jumped through my body as he brought the clipper looking things to my fingers, grabbing onto my fingernail. âWhoa, whoa, hey, hey. Wait! No! Wait! Wait!â
âThere was a code! There was a code! We heard a code!â Robin shouted as I jumped and tried to get away from the Doc.
âCode,â Honcho said, walking around to Robin. âWhat code?â
âThe week is long. The silver cat feeds when blue meets yellow in the west. Blah, blah, blah. You broadcast that stupid spy shit all over town, and we picked it up on our Cerebro, and we cracked it in a day. A day! You think youâre so smart, but a couple of kids who scoop ice cream for a living cracked your code in a day, and now, people know youâre here.â
âWho knows weâre here, suchka?â
âUh, well Dustin and Olivia know,â I said, looking off into space.
âShut. The fuck. Up.â
âHey, Steve?â Robin said.
âYeah, Dustin and Olivia, the Hendersonâs, they know.â
âSteve!â
âDustin and Olivia Henderson,â Honcho said, walking around to stand in front of me. âIs this your small, curly-haired friend? As well as your short, curly-haired girlfriend?â
âOh, curly-haired. Great hair. Small. Kinda like a âfro, yeah,â I said.
âWhere are they?â
âOh, theyâre long gone, you big asshole.â Little did I know. âAnd theyâre probably calling Hopper, and Hopperâs calling the US Calvary. Theyâre gonna come in here, commando-style, guns a-blazinâ, and kick your sorry asses back to Russia. Youâre gonna be two pieces of toast.â With the drugs in my system, I couldnât help but laugh.
âIs that so?â
âYeah,â I said, matter-of-factly, before Robin and I laughed, Honcho joining in.
It all stopped at the sound of an alarm going off, all of our heads turning to the door. At the sound of Russianâs yelling, I turned back to Honcho and shrugged my shoulders, as if I were telling him told ya so.
Honcho left the room, telling the Doc to stay put⊠I guess. I donât know. I donât speak Russian. A couple of minutes went by before the door slammed opened, Dustin charging through with a zapping device, putting it against the Docâs chest.
Olivia and Erica walked in after him, my eyes following all of them before landing on Livâs, seeing her stand between Dustin and Erica, her eyes on the doc that fell to the ground. She turned to face me, seeing my eye bruised and swollen.
âHey! Henderson!â I said, excitedly. âThatâs⊠crazy, I was just talking about you.â
Sighing, Liv undid the bonds that were around my arms, hands and legs before putting her hand on my cheek. âWhat happened to you?â
âOh, my god,â Robin said.
âGet ready to run!â
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