Pulling The Heartstrings (Thomesa)

Elevator

Set in the Death Cure au
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"Come on...." He muttered, quietly as he slightly nudged her from behind. His gaze remained fixated on the blue eyed beauty, watching her press the buttons on the pad as he and Newt entered the elevator with her.

Groups of doctors were roaming the WICKED building, their faint mumbling filled the silence. He silently stared at the girl who he still felt a unknown connection with, noticing the nervous look on her angelic face as he and Newt were disguised in WICKED guard uniforms.

"This is a bad idea, Tom...." Teresa whispered under her breath as she nervously shifted on her feet and stared straight ahead. Worry spread through her chest, hoping Thomas didn't get caught on his mission to get Minho back.

She briefly heard Thomas move closer to her from behind in response. There was nothing she could do to change his mind, she knew how stubborn he was.

Her heart suddenly stopped in fear, watching a large hand stop the elevator doors from closing as Janson entered the elevator with her.
"Your working late?" Janson spoke, amused as he glanced at her and saw her meekly nod.

"That's what I like about you, Teresa. You never give up." Janson responded, still amused as he stared at the floor numbers. He briefly saw the WICKED guards also in the elevator with them, thinking they were on patrol.

Silence filled the air, her hands clenched around her shirt as she watched the floor numbers change. Only a few floors to go.

"At times like this, you need a friend by your side." Janson spoke, calmly as he glanced at Teresa.
"I'll bear that in mind." Teresa responded, quietly as she stared ahead. She wished the elevator would just move faster, wanting to escape this confined space.

"I just wanted to let you know. Thomas is here...." Janson whispered, calmly as he stared at the floor numbers. A smirk grew on his face, noticing her head slowly turn towards him. He knew how much Teresa still cared about Thomas.

"The sensors picked his signature traces outside the perimeters. Thought I should let you know, in case he tries to contact you." Janson spoke, a smirk on his face as he stared at her.

"Are you going to kill him?" Teresa whispered, shakily as she stared back at him. Her pulse was racing in fear, knowing the reality of the situation she was in.
"Will that be a problem?" Janson muttered, amused as he watched her blue eyes darken.

"Don't hurt him...." She spoke, determinedly as she hated the sick smirk on his face. Even if she and Thomas were on opposite sides, she still wanted to protect him. She was so focused on Janson, she completely forgot Thomas and Newt were right behind them.

"You would go to that extent for him? He hates you." Janson whispered, a smirk on his face as he found it hilarious that Teresa would try to protect that lab rat.
"It's worth it...." Teresa muttered, shakily as she stared at Janson. She only cared that the boy she loved stayed alive, wanting to keep him safe.

Thomas silently listened to everything, feeling Newt's firm hand on his arm as his hands were fisted in anger. He stared at Janson with darkened brown eyes, his jaw clenched as he noticed Janson now glaring at Teresa. He was always protective of her.

He breathed in deeply, holding his anger back as his expression unknowingly softened at Teresa's words. His heart pounded faster and faster, knowing now she still cared about him. So much that she didn't mind being hated by him in order to keep him alive.

The elevator suddenly stopped with ding, signalling their floor as tension filled the silence. He briefly heard Newt shift on his feet besides him.

"This is my stop." Teresa whispered, quietly as she glanced away from Janson and exited the elevator. She glanced back behind her, noticing Thomas rudely nudge Janson's shoulder as he and Newt followed her. Now all she has to do was find Minho.

Author's Note: Please do comment what you think so far of the story. It really helps motivate me by hearing your thoughts. I'm hoping to update soon :)