I'm not Stiles anymore. I'm Thomas. Maze Runner X Teen Wolf

Part 17

Scott POV
I follow Newt into the house, he hasn't said anything yet which only makes me more nervous. What am I doing here? Why do they even want to talk to me?

 Last I was aware they all hated me and my friends. Well with the exception of Liam of course because for some reason they all seem to love Liam. 

Newt heads to the living room and I see two people on the other side of the room, their backs are turned to Newt and I and they're having a hushed conversation. A conversation that abruptly stops as soon as Newt clears his throat. 

"Tommy look who I found." The people turn around and I can now see it's Stiles or Thomas and Minho.

 (IK Minho is supposed to be asleep rn but it was like a whole time jump thing to later in the day so he's awake just wanted to clear that up.) 

Minho glares at me. "What's he doing here?" Newt shrugs. "Found him outside, figured Tommy you could just talk to him now rather then later." I look at Stiles/Thomas confused. He wanted to talk to me? Why?

 He sighs and shrugs his shoulders. "Sure why not." He directs his attention to me. "Hey Scott." "Hey.." I trail off, there are so many things that I want to ask him but I just can't seem to say them out loud. 

Newt approaches Tommy and whispers something, I don't bother listening in because Minho is slowly making his way over to me. He still doesn't look very happy to see me. 

He stops in front of me but doesn't say anything. He just stands there staring at me. I don't say anything either so we just stand there staring at each other.

 Finally Minho lets out a breath and rolls his eyes. "Let's hope your useful slinthead." He pushes past me and heads up the stairs. 

Useful? What would I be useful for?

 "Scott?" I look over and see Thomas standing in front of me. "Yea?" He gestures to the couch. "Wanna sit?" I nod and sit down on the couch, Thomas sits down on the other one opposite of me. He leans forward and puts his elbows on his knees. He looks down for a couple of seconds as if gathering the nerve to talk. 

He looks back up at me. "I need your help." My confusion must show on my face because he continues quickly. "My friends and I need to find our friends but we need your dads laptop to do it, and the only person who has access to his laptop...." He trails off and gestures to me. 

He wants me to steal my dads laptop? "Why do you need his laptop to find your friends?" His gaze hardens for a moment and I can sense that he's angry.

 "He was the one who separated me from them in the first place and now none of us know where they are and we need to find them."

 "You going to help us out here or not?" I think about it for a moment. I know my dads a douchebag and all but that...separating him from his friends without telling him where they were going or giving them any form of communication is just downright evil.

 I know I'm already going to do it but first I could get information from this as well. "I'll help you...on one condition." Thomas seems to have expected me to say that because he just nods. "What is it?" "Tell me what WICKED is in full detail and tell me why when I asked Brenda about it why did she get so nervous?"

 "Scott...I can't go into full detail..." I open my mouth to protest and tell him that if he didn't I wouldn't help him but he raised a hand. "I can't go into full detail because I can't relive some of those memories, I can't go through them again and I know for a fact that I can't say the words I'd need to say out loud." 

"I'll tell you about WICKED but please don't ask me to do that."

 Was it really that bad...My mind runs through thousands of possibilities for what he could have gone through. I know that even though I need answers I can't make him go through them again.