Mr. Cure ~ Thomas x reader x Newt (book 3)

Part 22: First Base

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The truck comes to a stop. We're here. Lovely.
They weren't here yet, which I understood.
They had a lot more to do, even if they did leave earlier.

I had a bad feeling about this plan. With Newt already being infected and going into the city, with more disease carrying cranks.

Thinking about possibly becoming infected myself, one way or another, from the DNA inside me or getting bitten. Or worse, ripped apart.
Like Winston.

I missed everyone who gave their lives getting us this far, my friends, my family. Even if there were some I didn't like, they didn't deserve death.

Newt didn't deserve to be infected.
Thomas didn't deserve the way I treated him.
Gally shouldn't have to be paranoid all the time.
Frypan should be happy, smiling.
And me. Where does that leave me?

Walking up the steps to do more waiting, Jorge goes up first, then Mary, myself and lastly Newt.

We were met by Harriet and Sonya waiting inside.

When her and Newt make eye contact they stand still for only a moment before she hugs him.
They were reunited as siblings once again.
It made me happy.

"Nice to see you all." Harriet speaks,

"Same for you." I smile.

We all sit down around a table, waiting together.
For the rest of the group.
Thomas, Fry, Gally, Brenda, Aris, Lawrence,
And Teresa.

The room was quiet, nobody knew what to say.
We were all just waiting for that door to open again.
And for seven bodies to walk in.

For now Jorge would show us a map of WICKED.
He told us that when they brought her here,
Teresa would need to explain it one way or another, tell us where they were keeping Minho.

One thing I already knew I'd have trouble with was seeing her again, keeping my composure.
Not attacking her.

Then, I hear footsteps. The door pushes open and in walks Gally, holding Teresa by her arm. With a bag over her head. He pushes her into a chair and the rest of the group walks in, surrounding her.

My eyes immediately find Thomas.
He looks exhausted.
I wanted so badly to hug him, kiss him, anything.
But I knew I couldn't, we had a mission right now.
That was the only focus right now.

"Here's how this is going to go."
Gally speaks, setting a paper on the table,
"We're gonna ask you some questions and you're going to tell us exactly what we need to know."

"We'll start off simple. Where's Minho?" He asks,

"You guys don't seriously think that~"

She's cut off by Gally slamming his chair down,
"Don't look at him, why you looking at him,
look at me, he's not gonna help you."

Thomas looks at her blankly,
family didn't mean blood to him anymore.
Teresa wasn't family.
Not anymore.

"We know Minho is in the building." He speaks.

"He's with the others in holding." She answers,
"Level three."

Newt joins, "How many others?"

"Twenty-eight." She sighs.

Gally looks at Brenda, "I can make that work."
She speaks coldly, staring Teresa in the eyes.

"No, no you guys don't understand, the whole level is restricted, you can't get in without a thumb print ID." She confesses.

"That's why you're coming with us." Thomas joins.

"Well technically we only need her thumb."
I pick up a pair of scissors on the tray next to me.

"Y/n don't." Thomas speaks quickly,
His voice stops me in my tracks.
He hasn't spoken to me since technically yesterday.

"Fine." I hand him the scissors.

"Doesn't matter, do whatever you want to me,
the sensors will pick you up at the front door,
you won't get in." She speaks.

"We know Teresa, we're tagged." I speak.

"Property of WCKD." Thomas finished my sentence.
He continues, getting up from his seat.
"You're gonna help us with that too."

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