ᵗʷᵒ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Help Me Through The Night

NEWT POV

I roll over in bed. I've been having trouble sleeping ever since Thomas told me about the dot a few days ago. I look at a clock. 2:52 am. I sigh. I run a hand through my hair. I've been trying to come up with some kind of solution to Thomas's problem but there's not one that I can see; at least not without more information. 

I sit up and glance at Thomas. He's asleep on his stomach, hand draped over the side of the bed. I smile. He's adorable when he sleeps. I shift, pressing the back of my head against the wall. I groan. Well, I think, if I'm not going to sleep, I might as well do something productive.

I get up out of bed, not entirely sure where I'm going. I slip on a jacket and walk outside. The cold night air hits me in the face, making my eyes sting. I squint against the wind as I walk out of the building. 

My goal was to find Elizabeth, but I realize I have no idea where she sleeps. I sigh. I wander around for a bit until, luckily, I see her sitting on the steps of a building.

"Elizabeth?" I whisper, drawing my jacket tighter around me. 

"Newt?" She whispers back. "What are you doing up?"

"I could ask you the same thing." I point out. 

"Well, I'm not wandering out in the middle of the night." She says. 

I nod. "Alright, fair. But I was looking for you."

She looks surprised. "Me? Why?" 

"Because of Thomas." I say. "I need your help to figure out what's going on, Elizabeth." 

She nods, rising to her feet, hands in her pockets. Her curly hair whips around her face. 

"Is he getting worse or something?" She asks me.

"I don't know." I say truthfully. "But I can't do nothing when Tommy's in pain, Elizabeth." 

She sighs. "Alright. Well, mine's getting worse." She says. "I'd show you, but it's bitter cold out here."

I nod. "Yeah." I say, my cheeks flushing slightly. "Have you remembered anything?" Then, I think of something. "Do you know anything about what happened to Thomas?" 

She bites her lip. "I...I do." She admits. "It was kind of, slightly, a little bit my fault."

"What?" I say, stepping towards her. "What do you mean?"

"Well, it was my fault they hurt him." She says, lowering her gaze. "I'm sorry, Newt." She says hurriedly. "I didn't mean to."

"You're bloody lucky I don't hit girls, Elizabeth." I say, glaring at her. "Thomas knew you couldn't be trusted. He was right. I have to listen to him more." I step closer. "You are going to tell exactly what you mean by it's your fault. You're going to tell me who hurt him and why. You're going to tell me everything. Are we clear?" I ask.

She nods, swallowing hard, stepping backwards. "I-okay, just come inside."

"Now tell me everything." I say, sitting in a metal chair across from Elizabeth's bed. 

"Now, listen, I can't tell you everything, Newt." She says. "I was sworn to secrecy."

"You are going to tell me bloody everything or maybe I will hit a girl!" I yell. 

She looks taken aback at my fierceness. "Newt, I can't." I glare at her. "I swear I would but-"

I rise out of my chair and walk towards her. "Elizabeth, this isn't a joke. You tell me all of it or I swear to god-"

"ALRIGHT!" She cries. "I'll tell you all I know."

I nod, sitting back down. "You shucking better." 

Elizabeth puts her hands in her laps and fiddles with a loose string on her pants. "Okay, but you have to understand that I had no choice."

"I can't understand if you don't tell me." I growl.

"Okay, okay." She shifts. "So...I think I know why we have the dots. It's an implant of some kind. I don't know what it does or why they put it in, but it's an implant. I don't know why we have it and not you or someone else but-"

"Get on with it!" I cry. "Why is it your fault?!"

"I told them about him. I told them about you too, but they didn't...they didn't attack you. Put the implant in." She says.

"Then why does it grow? Why does it hurt?" I ask, leaning on my knees. 

"I don't know." She admits. "This is all I know, Newt, I swear."

"Who?" I ask. "Who did this?"

"I don't know!" She cries. "I don't know. I'm sorry." 

I put my head in my hands. "So what does this mean, Elizabeth?" I ask through my hands.

"I don't know."

I stand, shaking slightly. "Alright." I mutter. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

"Tommy?" I whisper in his ear. "Tommy, I need you to wake up."

He groans. "Newt, it's the middle of the night. What is it?" He asks, sitting up. 

"Elizabeth told me more about the dot." I say. "Take off your shirt."  He smirks. "Oh, for the love of god." I sigh. "Just take off your damn shirt."

He does.

"Okay." I say. "Here's what Elizabeth told me. She said that it's an implant. That she told whoever did this about us. Not us us but you know what I mean. She told them that we are here."

Thomas nods. "Okay, so then why-"

"I asked her everything, Tommy, that's all she knows" I say. 

He sighs. "Okay. That's not great."

"No, it isn't." I agree.

"Does she at least know who's doing this to us?" He asks, sitting cross-legged on the edge of his bed.

"No." I say, shaking my head. "Unless she's lying.

"She probably isn't." Thomas says. "That is a really unbelievable lie."

I nod. "Yeah. That's true." I stand. "Alright, I'm going to bed."

"No." Thomas says. "Stay."

I smile. "Yeah, okay." I glance at him. "Does it hurt?" 

He shakes his head. "Not right now, no." 

"Good." I yawn.

"Come lay with me." He says. 

So I climb into bed next to him. And I fall asleep for the first time in days in his arms.