Thomas x reader Maze Runner II Scars You Left Behind

Unimmune

TW

"A-are we going to be alright?" Asks Aris.

Sonya stands beside him and Winston, "We can't save you...we don't have the cure-"

"I can save them," I say walking past her. They look at me and Thomas turns around, "You could, but you would need the supplies and the tubes to have the serum get into their bloodstream," he explains.

"Plus, we already know that your blood has to be mixed with the other immune to make the actual cure," Teresa adds. 

"Exactly, WICKED already has my blood and I'm sure they have more people like me. We would need to access the lab, find the serum, and hope it isn't too late," I reply.

"There is no way I'm letting you go," says Thomas, "It's far too risky."

"Do you want to watch our friends die?"

Thomas glances at the others then back at me, giving a long sigh, "Alright... I have no choice but to go with you. But who else is going to go with us? Surely no one will after what just happened!"

"We could just take the guys who weren't affected, Minho, Brenda and Jorge. I mean if that's alright with them? We only need like one or two more people for backup."

"That's fine with me," Brenda states.

"Count me in!" Says Minho.

They unload the jeep and pack some water while I throw in a couple of jackets. We hop in and Brenda drives with Minho in the front seat, Thomas and I sit behind. He goes to close the door when Newt stops him, "You guys didn't think I would let you guys go without me, did you?" He beams and he sits down. 

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We drive for a while and all I can see is sand until eventually, I see the city. We drive towards the buildings, along the roads and we find the WICKED tower. 

The jeep abruptly stops and I hear a noise from the trunk, almost like a person groaning. I turn over, look behind me and I see Chuck rubbing his head. "Chuck? What are you doing here?" I ask him, getting everyone's attention.

"Shit," I hear Brenda whisper, "the kid must have snuck in."

"I want to help you guys. That's why I was hiding, I knew that none of you would of let me come,"

Chuck explains while I see a group of guards exit the buildings.

"We should probably park somewhere far," I suggest.

"I agree," Minho replies.

Brenda turns the engine back on when we hear a gunshot. Someone is shooting at us, 

"Shit! Drive!" Thomas shouts.

Minho and Brenda swap seats as we duck. Before I know it, two vehicles are right behind us and there are guards shooting at our jeep. We speed up but I know that we can't lose them, that's when Brenda passes Thomas and Newt guns. 

"Where the hell did you get those?" Newt asks.

"Doesn't matter. Just go!" She answers.

We pass a train and we drive closer to it, "Guys! I'm going to get as close as possible to the train and you have to open the door and jump on it from behind. Then climb up to the top and shoot at them!" Says Minho.

"It's worth the try. Newt, open the doors,"

 Thomas says once Minho slows the car down.  They hop on the train swiftly and climb up to the top of it. They are taking a big risk and I am just praying they don't get hurt. Facing behind them, they start to shoot at the car's tires and it stops, causing the car behind it to smash into it.

"Great shot!" Newt shouts before they start to climb down. Minho makes sure to bring the jeep as close as possible to the back of the train so they can reach it.

 We then drive to the side and I open the door, extending my arm to help Newt in. Once he is in, we wait for Thomas to jump in but he hesitates.

"I'm not going to make it!" He shouts.

"You have no choice, Thomas!" Minho says.

"You need to jump!" I say, "On my count ok?"

"Ok!" Thomas replies.

"One... two... jump!"

He lets go of the train and grabs Newt's arms but his feet slip and his legs touch the ground. I hear his legs scrape along the ground while he curses. I help Newt pull him up when Minho quickly stops the car and Thomas falls on top of us. "Is everyone alright?" Minho asks.

Thomas groans, "Shit! My fucking legs hurt like hell!"

I look down at his legs and his pants are ripped, covered in blood. The jeep stops and he sits upright, pulling up his pants. "Here, someone gives me water and a cloth," I say swapping places with Newt. I pour some water onto Thomas' knees and he arches his back and whines. "Does it really hurt that bad?" I ask him.

"They bloody scraped against the sharp rocks on the ground, you bet your ass it does!"

"That must hurt like a bitch. I mean, when was the last time you had water poured onto your wound?" Minho adds, "Damn, you can really see the meat in there."

I press a piece of clothing onto the wound, pushing it down when he places his hand on mine. He squeezes my fingers tightly and sighs in relief with his eyes shut and his head on my shoulder. We park the jeep behind a hill not very far from the WICKED tower, and Thomas opens his eyes. He looks down at his hands which are still gripping mine and he lets go. "Shit, I'm sorry!"

"Don't be. I'm just happy you're not dead," I chuckle trying to change the topic. Although, I felt like he was going to break my hand and it sure looked like it when I look down at it to find it red and bruised. Newt grabs my arm, "Wow! Does that hurt?" He asks.

Thomas looks over at me, "Oh my god, did I do that?"

"Don't worry, come on let's go!" I say.

"No, hey, Y/N. I-I hurt you! Why didn't you tell me I was hurting you?"

"You are hurting way more Tommy. I promise I am fine."

I kiss his cheek and we all get out of the vehicle, as well as Chuck. We start to head to the buildings and the sun looks like it going to set sooner than we think. We need to hurry if we want to make it. I feel hungry but it's not me I'm worried about, it's Chuck and Thomas. I know that Chuck is going to slow us down, and Thomas is struggling to stand upright as he is limping beside me with an arm wrapped around Minho.