Flames // Newt x Reader \\

~Unconsious~

My eyelids started dropping. Weariness taking over. "No... NO! (Y/N) you have to stay with me! Don't go towards the light!" Minho screamed.

"There is no light Min." I whispered I blacked out as I heard Minho chanting 'no' over and over again.

I regained consciousness as I heard a panicked "(Y/N)! No I can't lose you!" From one of the boys, I didn't know who. Probably Tommy.

"Love... please don't leave me..." I knew that was Newt. He grabbed my hand and held it up to his face, he kissed it and mumbled something inaudible. It took every inch of energy I had left to slightly squeeze his hand. It must of worked as I heard a small gasp followed by a "she's conscious again! Quick get her to the med hut!"

I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I could feel that something wasn't right. Definitely. Something wasn't right at all. Which was kinda odd since I hadn't been stung, it seemed like the Griever was running away from something. Every step the boys took when they were running, sent flashes of pain up my spine. I winced a lot, and gasped when one of the boys stumbled. "Guys we're hurting her! We gotta slow down!" No clue who said that.

"Come on (Y/N), stay with us... please..." and guess what? I've blacked out again. Fun.

3rd person pov:

All the boys could tell that she'd blacked out again as her head went limp but they could still see that she was breathing.

They got her to the med hut and Jeff said to Newt "We're going to need you to take her top off so we can treat the wounds on her back."

"I'll do it as long as if none of these shanks see her shirtless." Minho shooed the rest of the guys out so that Newt and Jeff could start to treat his best friend.

"Newt... I know you're going to hate me for this but you need to take off her... bra too." Jeff looked at Newt nervously.

"Why?" Newt replied suspiciously.

"I have to practically wrap her torso in bandages." He explained.

"Let me do that then."

"I have to treat it too."

"Then tell me what to do and how." Jeff realised Newt wasn't going to back down any time soon.

"Just rub some of the aloe into her cuts and then put one of these over each," he said pointing to something that looked like a huge plaster, "then wrap her torso that's anywhere near her wounds in a bandage okay? Call me when you're done then I can check it."

"Okay." Newt got to work as soon as Jeff was gone. Wrapping, treating, all he wanted was for his love to be okay. "Cmon (Y/N), don't leave me. Please..." he said as he worked.

"Please be okay," Newt chanted in a whispered tone.

(Y/N) pov:

"Quickly (Y/N)! Hide in here!" My brother pulled me into a cupboard. "Shh, we'll be okay. Mum will protect us."

"But what if she can't against the bad people?" My brother hushed me because he heard footsteps.

"Where are the kids!?" A mans voice boomed through our little house.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" Our mum questioned.

"I'm Janson. I work for WICKED. You're going to hand over both of your children, or face prosecution." Janson said.

"But only Thomas is immune! You said I could keep (Y/N)!" Mum shouted. Me and Thomas looked at each other, panicked. What was I not immune to? And then something slipped through the barrier that blocked my memories of my past life, I wasn't immune to the Flare. And neither was Newt, I found that out in a previous nightmare.

"Chancellor Paige wants all immune and non immune children now. I assure you, it will help with finding a cure," Janson said. "Now, hand over the kids." We heard a series of clicks and then my mum started sobbing.

"(Y/N), Tom, come out please." Mum was sobbing.

"Mummy, why are you crying?" I asked.

"Because I won't be seeing you for a while. You're both going on a holiday with Mr. Janson." Mum said.

"Why can't you come with us?" Tommy asked our mum.

"Because it's a special place only for kids your age!" She was obviously trying to make it more enticing.

"Okay you've had enough time to say goodbye. Come on." Janson came over to us and grabbed us by our arms.

"No! No! Mum!" I screamed, she didn't move. She wasn't trying to stop this man from taking us. I stopped struggling and just walked by his side. Staring gobsmacked at my mum.

"Mum! Don't let him take us!" Tommy screamed. Fighting back with all his might.

"I love you Tom! I love you-" the door shut, cutting her off before she could say my name.