No Matter What - Book 1

Chapter 7

Newt smiled as he leant back against the log and sipped on Gally his concoction. The new greenie, Thomas, had just remembered his name while in the midst of a wrestling match with Gally. Typical. Though Newt had to admit that he looked more like a Tommy than a Thomas. The boy looked up at the moon and frowned. It was nearing midnight soon. Fawn had turned in early shortly after the party had begun. Fawn wasn't much of a night owl and the way she yawned was so cute that Newt had to stop himself from offering to accompany her period he had a feeling that Gally and Minho knew what he had been thinking for they had been giving him knowing smirks all evening. Taking one more swig of the drink he set it down on the log and sauntered off toward the homestead. Winston and Alby had turned in a while ago so no one would tease him further "following Fawn to bed". When he approached the hammocks, he sought Chuck and Alby leaning over Fawn's hammock and at first, he thought nothing of it until he heard the distress sound of sobs ... Fawn.

" Alby," Newt said urgently as he hurried over.

The two boys turned at the sound of Newt's voice with worried expressions. Chuck sighed in relief at the sight of the boy.

"Newt," Alby returned, " she's having a bloody nightmare and she won't wake up. We've tried everything short of hitting her!"

Newt pushed past the two boys and looked down at Fawn. Her head was tossing back and forth, her brow crinkled in a frown and the pained moans and whimpers or enough to make Newt tear up. Newt chewed his lip. How could he wake her from her own personal hell without hurting the girl? reaching down he cradled the girl's face in his hands and held her tossing head still, smoothing her red curls back with his fingers and shushing her gently while cooing at her .

"Fawn, sweetheart. It's alright. It's just a nightmare darling. I know it hurts and it's scary, but you need to wake up OK? Can you do that for me? Yeah? Come on... wake up baby... " he cooed.

The girl stopped moving and her heavy breathing evened out until it looked like she was sleeping soundly... then her eyes cracked open and the first sign of tears in her big orbs made Newt's heart clench.

"Newt? Is that you?" she whispered, reaching out to grip the hands that so gently cradled her cheeks, the tears Pooling in her eyes.

Newt nodded , "yeah. It's me baby."

Taking that as a hint, Alby and Chuck departed to their own hammocks leaving Newt and Fawn alone. Newt move should sit down in Fawn's hammock .

" do you want to talk about it?" he whispered

Fawn nodded and reached out for Newt. Her hands finding his waist, she pulled until he was lying beside her, face to face and legs tangled together. Newt made to move out but when Fawn nuzzled her face into his shirt, he lost all resolved too. Wrapping his arms around her he buried his face in her hair.

"what was it about? Closed quote he asked.

"I saw them..." the girl whispered . "my parents... they were shot ... And... The boy... The one I drew earlier ... I saw people in white dragging him away from me... he was crying and screaming, and I wanted to scream and run to him, but I was frozen... I couldn't move... and I couldn't scream ... I could just watch and... my heart felt empty when I woke ... Like I had lost him... and I woke to you calling me baby and... the pain all went away. "

Newt had long since forgotten how to breathe. So, he and Fawn had known each other before the glade! They must have been close if they had been torn apart against their will ... wicked. This was there doing! Newt snapped out of his thoughts when Fawn's arms wrapped around his waist and clutched him close.

"was it part of my dream Newt? You calling my name and ..."

Newt smiled. "calling you baby? No. That was gonna dream sweetheart."