Maze Runner One-Shots

We're Safe Now

Newt sat bolt upright, a painful, wheezing gasp sounding from him as his lungs desperately tried to get air in.

"He's up!!" He heard someone yell, and then footsteps approached him. He looked around. His vision was hazy at first, but slowly clearing.

"Is he...?" A voice began to ask something but stopped short.

"No, no it worked. It worked." The first voice who had called out said it, breathing hard, relief audible in their voice. They were all yelling to be heard over a very loud noise that Newt finally recognized as a helicopter close by.

No, not close by. He was in it, and they were flying. 

Newt's vision cleared fully, and he saw that he was surrounded by Gally, Minho, Frypan, Brenda and a few other friends they'd picked up throughout their journey. They all smiled at him, and Newt saw that Frypan and Minho were crying and Gally had tears in his eyes.

"Where...where's Thomas? What the bloody hell happened?" Newt looked around them. The four friends all looked at each other carefully. Nobody said anything, none of them wanting to be the one to break the news to him.

"Where's Thomas?" Newt asked again, more forcefully this time.

"Just take it easy for a minute, okay?" Minho called over the helicopter blades whirring.

"No, tell me where Thomas is!" Newt shook his head.

Newt-" Gally started, but Newt cut him off.

"No, you tell me where Thomas is now!! Where is he??" He demanded. The others looked at one another again, and then, Brenda, Gally, and Minho parted on his right. Newt looked over, and his heart stopped when he saw Thomas lying on the floor of the helicopter, people swarming around him with medical gear.

"No...he's alright, right?? What happened to him?!" Newt asked, pushing himself up more. Pain erupted in his arm, and he nearly fell back as it gave out and his other hand flew to hold it tightly. Frypan caught him and held him up.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy, Newt." He said. Gally and Minho moved back in, blocking Newt's view again. Newt tried to look around them.

"What happened?! Is he alive?!" Newt yelled, tears burning his eyes painfully.

"He's alive. He got shot. When he thought you'd turned into a Crank he picked up a gun and went inside to find Teresa and kill Ava. Then shuckin Jansen shows up and shoots her. He shot Thomas with something that knocked him out. We thought he shuckin died too." Minho began explaining.

"But he didn't." Gally said quickly, seeing the horror in Newt's eyes rising with each word. "He's alive. They did something to him, hooked him up to something. He didn't get to finish telling us everything before he passed out. They killed Janson. Or-Cranks that Thomas released killed Janson. With Teresa's help."

At the mention of her name, jealousy raged inside Newt's chest. His eyes were locked on Thomas, though.

"Then what?" He asked, his voice cracking.

"They got out. But...Janson shot him in the stomach, kinda to the side. Teresa had to drag him out onto the roof of the building where we picked him up. She uh..." Frypan stopped short. Newt glanced at him for a second before looking back to Thomas.

"She's gone." He finished, and Newt looked back at him fully.

"She's what?" He asked.

"She fell. Didn't jump inside the helicopter before the whole shuckin building collapsed." Gally said. Newt looked down, processing everything his friends had told him. His tears fell freely as he slowly looked back at Thomas.