Hawkins, 1987. This wasn't supposed to happen. You and Steve had only been dating a few months, nothing serious but you enjoyed each other's company... A lot. So much so that you had accidentally gotten pregnant. Because how couldn't you be pregnant for the end of the world? And the worst part wasn't even over: figuring out how to tell Steve. You knew he wanted a big family, (Robin told you) but this soon and in this current situation? How will he even react? Vecna was still active. You two hadn't even really discussed marriage or kids yet.

You had pulled him aside from the Party discussion, eager to get it over with. He sensed the serious tone in your voice, so he knew it was no time for jokes or protests. Your hand was tight around his as you pulled him into the storage closet. "Woah, hey, slow down, what's wrong?" The tight space makes it even more nerve-wracking for you. You try to speak, but the words die in your throat as you really take it all in... Steve notices your reluctance and his face softens. He steps closer and rests his hands on your arms. "You can talk to me about anything, you know that. We're in this together."