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

Part 31

The words echoed in his head all night. 

Teresa had said that if he listened to them and didn't struggle they might take him to Chuck. But Chuck was dead, he'd held him in his arms while the boy died. He watched the life leave his body, there was no way that Chuck could still be alive. 

After Teresa had dropped that bombshell she'd left, saying that they couldn't risk getting caught. He didn't particularly care, he just wanted to see for himself whether or not Teresa was lying to him about Chuck.

 He lay awake all night thinking it over.

 Even if he had tried to sleep it would have been unsuccessful. 

Whenever he closed his eyes he saw him. The boy who he'd been separated from. He saw his face, he heard his laugh, he heard him just talking. 

Those memories alone were enough to make him want to fight. Fight to get out of here, no matter the cost. 

He wanted to see HIM again. 

He wanted to hold him again and he wanted to lie with him even if it was only for a day.

 So he made a promise, to himself, too the boy and too WICKED. He'd get out of here alive and he'd find them again, no matter how long it took him to get out. 

WICKED wouldn't break him, they wouldn't take his memories and make him forget. He'd play his part as the perfect little test subject, someone WICKED would assume is broken already.

 He'd play his part for weeks or months or however long it took. 

So when two WICKED guards entered his room and dragged him to his feet and hauled him out of his room, he didn't struggle. 

Newt POV

Jorge arrived back at Scott's house half an hour ago. He told us he found another  car that could make it across the scorch. Not nearly as well as Bertha but it would have to do. 

There's barely room for enough of us to all fit in the two cars but people are sharing seats and others are sitting on their partners laps. 

After a lot of convincing the Sheriff agreed to stay behind along with Derek and Isaac. 

We were actually going to do this. We were leaving in two days and in another two we'd be in Mexico. We already know where the rough location of the scorch is so once we get there Jorge or Vince should be able to tell us where we are in the scorch.

 It would probably be a week if not more till we reached the last city. If they're even actually there.

 I was currently sitting outside, there was nothing for me to do inside. All that we were really waiting for was for Scott and his friends to get their things in order and tell their parents they were leaving. We also had to stock up on our supplies, we couldn't carry too much but with all the extra people coming we would be able to carry a lot more then last time. 

Last time...the last time I was in the scorch I was with Tommy and we were figuring out ways to save Minho. Now we're the one's figuring out a way to save him. 

"Hey Newt." Minho sat down beside me. 

"Shouldn't you be helping everyone inside?" He shrugs. "They've got it covered, besides I wanted to talk to you."

 I raise an eyebrow waiting for him to go on. "What do we do if it's to late for Thomas?"

 "What are you talking about?" Minho looks at me but only for a moment.

 "I mean what if they've given him the swipe and he refuses to come with us?" 

I let out a shaky breath. "Scott said that the Deaton guy is looking on a way to reverse it, so if he doesn't remember us we just take Tommy to him."