When I Met You | Newt x Reader

Ready For A Fight.

Newt broke down. Tears streamed down his face, sobs shaking his body.

"R-Really?" He sobbed.

Thomas kneeled down to comfort Newt as you slowly made your way along the rope. Teresa was obviously in shock as well. The only thing was that you didn't have a clue what the password for the keypad would be.

Maybe it's better if I don't tell them about it. You thought.

You easily made it to the end of the rope successfully getting back onto the strangely comforting stone ground. You crawled over to Newt and wrapped your arms around him in a warm embrace.

Newt gratefully grabbed your shoulders and shook them.

"I-I can't believe it! A way out, oh thank you Y/N"

A loving smile made its way into your face. In that moment looking into Newts eyes you knew that he was special. He was why you wanted to get out of the glade.

The connection that you had with Newt was weird but very appreciated my you.

"Uhm can I borrow Y/N for a second" Teresa interrupted.

"Yeah sure, go ahead" Newt sniffed, wiping his eyes.

You stood up, obviously confused and followed Teresa around one of the many corners in the maze.

"When you got stung, why were you begging for your life?" Teresa asked urgently.

If you were being honest with yourself you had been avoiding the subject of your memories for as long as you could. You sighed knowing that this was going to be a hard conversation.

"Well they were going to kill me, murder me" you started.

You took in a deep breath.

Here we go. You thought.

"I had looked into a room of computers, it was of the glade. There was also a clear screen behind it with a white padded area with three chairs, I had another memory about that too and you were in it" you explained.

"The one with the griever" she whispered.

You simply nodded. Maybe your connection with Thomas and Teresa was stronger than you thought, despite the fact that you could talk to each other in your head.

"Y-Yes you were there but I pressed this red button trying to save you but that's when it ended"

She just stared at the ground, her face giving nothing away.

"Anyways I was caught looking at the glade. That room must've been where they controlled things in here because they thought that I had messed with their experiment" you continued.

"Then a doctor took me away and put me under the influence of something and whispered WICKED is good" you finished.

"Yeah, they told me that too but look at us now" she muttered.

Newt and Thomas came around the corner.

"Come on! We need to tell all of the other shanks that we have our way out!" Newt yelled jogging back to the Glade.

You Thomas and Teresa followed closely behind.

The fresh green grass of the Glade welcomed you seeming a nice change from the horrible Maze. You didn't come across one griever once again.

Everyone was awaiting your arrival because Newt never went into the maze.

"Alright you shanks! I have to tell you all something!" Thomas roared to get all of the Gladers attention.

"Our Y/N right here has found a way out of the Maze!"

Instead of cheering and clapping everyone remained silent until finally Gally stepped forward.

"I-Is this some kind of joke?" He stammered.

"No it's not" A deep voice spoke out.

It was Alby.

"Alright Gladers this is the moment we have been waiting for! Three years and finally our path is clear, we are going to go home! Gather any weapons you can find we're getting out of here"

This time the crowd broke out in cheers and happy cries. After all of this time these innocent kids were getting out, for good. Never again would they have to see the haunting walls of the Glade that had contained them for as long as they could remember.

"Alright get a move on!" Chuck screamed.

Everyone laughed and set off to work. All different kinds of weapons were getting pulled out from random spots. Knives in various sizes, hammers, spears, and the one that caught your eye the most was bolt cutters. Those would be perfect for the chains.

The only worry on your mind was the keypad. What possibly could the password be? For now all that mattered was getting everything you needed to get out.

You had left the rope in the hole so you wouldn't need to throw it again. Everyone's way out was laying on the tiny strings of a rope, literally.

Minho walked up to you.

"I knew you would be useful you shank" he teased.

"I suppose I am aren't I?"

"You think? You just found our way out! I worship you kid" he laughed messing up your hair.

He was right, the way out had been found by you and you would make sure that everyone would get out of a place called the Maze.