Safe Haven

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Stiles' POV

It's been about two months since we arrived at the Safe Haven. It's been hard adjusting to a life where we aren't always looking over our shoulders but everyone seems to be getting there. Of course, people still have nightmares, me included, but everyone is there to support each other. We truly have become a family. Vince and I have decided to become co-leaders within the safe haven. Everyone looked to both of us and we felt it was better to have two leaders than one, but we still try and have everyone come to a decision together.

It's been quiet. No more WCKD, no more Cranks, no more fighting. We all pull our weight. It's a better version of the glade.

I woke up in my hut and turned to see Minho still sleeping. I silently stepped out of the hut and walked down to the water. The sun was just rising and it was stunning. It was this time where it was just me awake that I would reminisce about the last three years... about Newt, Chuck, Theresa, Alby, Winston. I know they wouldn't want me to be sad and would want me to be the leader they knew I could be and that's what keeps me going. I continue to stare at the water as the sun rises. Slowly people start to get up and make their way to their jobs. I enter the hut again to see Minho waking up. "Hey, up for a run?" "Aren't I always?" Minho smirked at me before getting up. We both changed before heading towards the path we made through the forest. Since we got to the island, Minho and I and anyone who wants to join, go on a run in the mornings. It brings about a sense of normalcy.

We run for about 30 minutes before we decide to grab some breakfast. We head over to the kitchen where we see Frypan handing out some food. "Hey, was wondering when you were coming." We chuckled, "Got carried away I guess." Frypan nodded along to my words before handing us both a plate. We thanked him before heading over to our regular table. Brenda, Aris, Harriet, Sonya, Gally, and Jorge we already there eating. "Hey, Tom." I smile and sit down next to Brenda. I've slowly been getting used to people calling me Tom again, but no one can call me Tommy. While I didn't have feelings for Newt in a lovey-dovey way, Newt was the only one who really got me and he was always there following along to my crazy plans. He was my brother and I will never forget him. I pushed those thoughts away and tried to involve myself in the conversation at the table.

After breakfast, everyone split off. I went towards the hut in the middle of the island, we call it "home base", this is where Vince and I meet and talk about things on the island and make plans accordingly. We honestly don't have to do much, as we don't have many problems. I walked into the building to see Vince already there. "Hey, Vince." "Hey, Thomas." "What's on the agenda today?" I walk over to Vince and sit in the chair next to him before peering at the papers on the desk. I notice they're blueprints of the island. "We need to find some land to make more houses. The teens we rescued are starting to become cramped in the huts we placed them in." I nod, "I know. I was thinking that. Those huts were supposed to be temporary accommodations." Vince points to a plot of land. "I'm thinking we build like four huts here that can fit 2-3 beds." "It's mostly cleared and the wood we end up cutting down can be used to help build the huts." "That's what I was thinking." "Ok, I'll go see if I can get Gally and we can clear the plan with him." Vince nods.

I head out and go over to where all the bedroom huts are located. I remember hearing Gally talking about doing some work over there today. Gally took over the leadership position of the builders like he was in the glade. Luckily, we were able to come to some common ground. I was walking through the different houses before I saw him talking to some other builders. I jogged over to him, "Hey, Gally!" Gally turned around and so did the others. "What's up greenie?" I shook my head at the words. "Vince and I are thinking of starting a project but we need to talk it over with you because it would involve the builders." Gally nodded. He turned to the two other people with him and gave them directions before walking with me back to home base.

We arrive quickly and I notice Vince is still in the same place I left him. "Hey, I got Gally." Vince looks up, "Perfect." We walk over and stand over the map, "So here's what we were thinking..." We spend the next hour talking through the proposal before we decide to eat lunch and then actually go to the plot of land to see if it would actually work.

Lunch came and went and Vince, Gally, and I with some of the other builders head to the plot of land. We were there for about an hour before we heard a noise that sounded like a berg. We all look at each other before heading back towards the camp. We are halfway there before Minho runs up to me, "Thomas, come quick. A helicopter just landed on the shores." My eyes widen at the news before I sprint towards the beach. I hear everyone run behind me. As I get closer I see a black helicopter on the shores and everyone in a crowd looking at it. I make my way through the crowd, with Gally, Minho, and Vince, behind me. People make a path for me to get through, as I arrive at the front of the crowd I take out my gun, which I always have on me, and raise it towards the man in front of the helicopter. "Who are you? What do you want?" The man looks up at me with his mouth open, but he stops short of talking. I stare at him confused about why he stopped and get ready to ask the question again, but he interrupts me.

"Stiles?" I look at him with confusion.

I continue to point the gun at the man, "Who the hell is Stiles?"

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Ahhh, I posted! I will probably try and post once a weak, but that is not definite. Please comment if you enjoy this. I never truly know if people who read this like it if there is no feedback. This is dedicated to @emilyramsey1445598 Her message made me feel really good about my stories and I really appreciate it.

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