Out Of Order (TMR Fanfic)

Chapter Thirty-three

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There is only one more week left before we get a new greenie. I'm excited about it too because the glade has been kind of boring lately.

Today was not going to be a boring day, however because today is the day that Thomas trains to be a runner. I want to train him so I'll ask Minho, since he is the keeper if I can at breakfast.

I go to sit down at our picnic table where Thomas, Newt, and Minho sit. I guess Ren is still asleep.

"Morning boys," I say as I take a seat.

"Mornin, love," says Newt as he takes a bit of his eggs.

"So, Minho I was wondering if I could possibly train Thomas, seeing as it's hus first day and all," I say to Minho.

"I'm not so sure that would be the best idea, Eve," Minho says rather quiet to me, yet he was sitting in the middle of the table so both Newt and Thomas heard.

"And why not?" I ask, kind of irritated.

"Are you umm-fully healed yet? Clint hasn't given me the okay to send you back to work," Minho states, still trying to be quiet so Thomas can't here.

"Huh? Fully healed? Eve did you get hurt or something?" Thomas asks, confused. I shoot Minho a 'reallyyyy dude?' look.

"Not really I just rolled an ankle a few days ago, but Minho I'm completely fine now and I'm healthy as I'll ever be," I say, confidently.

"If you can get Clint to sign off on it than you can go, otherwise it's a no," Minho says rather seriously.

"Okay dad," I say sarcastically. Newt chuckles.

"I'll go talk to Clint then," I say standing up and walking towards the medjack's hut.

"I come with," Newt says following close behind.

"I don't need an escort you know, Newtie," I say, picking up my pace. However, Newt caught up.

"I just want to make sure that you are actually healthy enough to run the maze again."

"I am, Newt. And Clint will tell you the same," I say walking into the hut.

"Hey, Eve. What can I do for you thus morning?" Clint asks as Jeff is tending to Gally, whom has a large cut on his leg, probably from a nail.

"I just need you to let Minho know that I am okay to return to running," I say casually.

Clint rubs the back of his neck, awkwardly and replies, "I don't think I can do that quite yet, Eve."

"Why not, my cuts have pretty much completely healed and they don't even really hurt anymore. I'm perfectly healthy," I say, still confused by hus response. Newt just kind stands there during all of this.

"You might be physically healthy, Eve, but mentally-I'm not sure."

"What do you mean?" I ask, still Miley confused.

"Eve, you almost killed yourself only about a day ago," Clint says rather loudly.

Both Gally and Jeff turn there heads in my direction, shocked, but I ignored them and focused at the task at hand.

"Only because I though that Thomas and Minho were dead or going to die," I inform him.

"Eve, are you sure that's really the only reason?" Clint argued, confident that he was correct in his assumption. I didn't respond fast enough and Newt shifted on his feet.

"You don't know anything. Don't try acting like you do," I say sternly as I walk out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

"What was he talking about, Eve?" Newt asked, concerned.