What if?

Chapter 22

The group finished their breakfast, their stomachs full and spirits high. They said their goodbyes to the others in the community kitchen and made their way to the central square of the Safe Haven where there was some other people.

Minho led the way to the others, striding confidently with his usual swagger. "Alright, team. Let's discuss the plan for the day."

The group gathered around in a loose circle, awaiting Minho's instructions. Thomas and Newt stood side by side, their shoulders almost touching. Brenda and Jorge hung back a bit, their arms crossed.

Minho looked around at each person, his gaze serious. "First things first. We need to assess our resources and figure out what needs to be addressed around the settlement."

Thomas spoke up, his voice calm and measured. "I think we should start by checking on our supplies. Make sure we have enough food, medical supplies, and other essentials."

Minho nodded, scratching his chin in thought. "That's a good idea. We don't want to be caught off guard."

Brenda chimed in, her gaze scanning the area. "Maybe we should also do a quick patrol around the settlement. Check for any potential threats or weaknesses in our defenses."

Teresa nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's always better to be prepared."

Brenda chimed in, her hands on her hips. "And we should check in on the people. Make sure everyone is doing okay and address any concerns they might have."

Jorge added, "And we can't forget about the maintenance. We need to make sure the infrastructure around here is holding up. Buildings, roads, all that good stuff."

Minho clapped his hands together, ready to take charge. "Alright, team. Let's split up into teams and tackle these tasks. Me and Thomas will take care of patrol, Brenda, Newt and Jorge can handle supplies, and Caleb and Teresa, you can check in on people. Sound good?" (Idk if you remember but Caleb is a character i made myself that Newt and Teresa met while they were going to Safe Haven. Just in case you forgot haha)

Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes lighting up with determination. It was clear they were all ready to do their part to keep the Safe Haven running smoothly.

Minho smiled, his gaze sweeping over the group. "Alright then. Let's get moving and meet back here in an hour to report our progress."

Everyone nodded in agreement, their determination evident on their faces. The group broke off into their assigned teams, each heading off in their respective directions.

Minho and Thomas set off on their patrol around the settlement. They walked in comfortable silence for a few moments, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.

Thomas glanced sideways at Minho, a curious expression on his face. "You know, Minho, I've been meaning to ask you something."

Thomas glanced sideways at Minho, a curious expression on his face. "You know, Minho, I've been meaning to ask you something."

Thomas paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "It's just... I've been thinking about how we got here, you know? Everything we've been through, the Glade, the Scorch, WCKD..."

Minho nodded, his gaze distant. "Yeah, it's been one hell of a ride, that's for sure."

Thomas continued, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "Yeah, and while we made it out okay for the most part... I can't help but wonder how all of that has affected us. Changed us, you know?"

Minho considered this for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "I get what you're saying. We've been through a lot, and it's bound to leave its mark on us. I mean, none of us are the same people we were back in the Glade."