Left Behind -Gally-

Chapter 53

Emma held her gun tightly, probably too tight, all things considered. She was with Gally, waiting for Thomas, Teresa, and Newt. Brenda was across the parking garage where they stored the buses, completing her part of the plan.

They hadn't spoken since his emotional ramble earlier. Emma was still reeling from the emotions caused by his words. Gally never stopped looking for her. He believed she was out there and had been searching for her for five months and twenty-six days.

Five months and twenty-six days.

But he could have been with them the entire time if he had just left the Glade. Things would be different if he went with them from the beginning. Emma wouldn't be in this predicament if he hadn't been so stubborn.

And now they're in WICKED's headquarters, following a last-minute-not-well-thought-out plan to rescue Minho and save Newt, but all Emma can think about is losing another person she cares about. As mad at Gally as she is, losing him again terrified her. Right now, holding onto her anger and letting it boil makes everything easier.

It's awkward between them. Even with the mask, Emma can tell Gally is staring at her. She does everything in her power to remain focused on the task. They were in a building full of WICKED soldiers. Everything could go wrong. She had to remain focused.

Luckily, three figures walk down the stairs. The only recognizable one was Teresa. The other two masked covered men in WICKED uniforms are Newt and Thomas. Emma reacted first, walking toward them. Gally tensed, momentarily believing someone had spotted them, but he was wrong.

Swiftly, the two slide in front of the group. They keep walking, not changing pace.

Approaching the first door, Teresa scanned her thumb. The door opened, causing them to rush inside. Thomas started walking down the stairs when Gally stopped him. "Wait, I can get in here." There were several control panels. Gally took his mask off.

"Throw me the walkie." Gally tossed him a radio. Thomas began checking the area for any possible threats. Emma stayed in her spot, eyes on the door they had just entered.

Suddenly, Newt started coughing violently. He leaned over the railing, tearing his mask open. The dark-haired girl moved closer, placing a hand on his back. "Newt," it was faint, the fear clear in her voice. "Hey, it's okay. You're okay." She rubbed his back, trying to soothe him.

They needed to find the serum soon. He was looking worse than before. The Flare was taking over. She had seen what it had done to Winston. How fast the progression was once it started to spread.

The room was filled with the sound of a power saw as Gally attempted to break into the container. "Newt-"

"I'm fine." The blond turned around, back facing Teresa. Emma glanced at the other girl, who was staring at Newt. It was safe to assume she was putting the pieces together inside her head. Emma turned her attention to Gally, mouth opening as she prepared to ask him to hurry up. Only no words came out.

Thomas jogged up the steps, raising the radio. "Frypan, we're in. How are you doing?"

"Getting there," he responded a moment later. "Say hi to Minho for me."

"Hang in there, buddy."

Finally, the metal seal broke. Gally set down the saw and opened the box. Inside were dozens of multi-colored wires, but they needed a specific one. "I can get in here."

"Brenda, what's your status?"

There was silence as they waited for Brenda to respond. "Status is, I'm working on it."

"Copy," Thomas said. "Just make sure that you're ready."

"Don't worry. You know I'll be there."