𝘔𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳

𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚏𝚏.

It's kinda choppy at the start,

talk of favourite child (basically), this chap respond me of 'walk him like a dog', nothing rlly major happens in this chap.

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Thomas stood near the door, his shadow covering the two before him. They were both infected. Newt and (Y/n). His friends. His thoughts flashed to Winston, the disease eating his flesh away.

"It's growing... inside me."

If he didn't get a cure, both would suffer. One would suffer without the other, that much was clear. How were they not screaming in pain? Winston seemed like it was painful. So did that lady.

Would he have to put a bullet through their heads?

The thought vanished as quickly as it came. Determination immediately covered the powerful doom that loomed over his head for a second. No. Thomas wouldn't let that happen. He'll get the cure, for both of them.

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Ava gazed over the city. Her hand holding a glass of whiskey. She never seemed to be a heavy drinker, but lately, she had more empty bottles. The city was quiet. It always had been since the curfew was put in place.

The woman was thinking about (Y/n). The only person she cared about more than humanity. He intruded on her thoughts these past years. How could he not? She practically raised him. She gave him a place by her side. Sometimes she would get carried away with his tasks, Ava knew that, but she thought that everyone must be pushed past their limit to show how truly great they are.

So why did she feel like grieving every time she thought of (Y/n)?

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Teresa gasped as the sack was removed from around her face. She stared up at Newt before noticing everyone else, she noticed a red-head. Maddie stood beside Gally, her body leaning back against the table. (Y/n) sat cross-legged on the table, his fingers playing with the red tinted elephant. It looked smaller than he remembered.

Brenda had snatched the girl's bag and dug through it, finding two wooden animals at the bottom of her bag. The string wasn't attached to either of them.

Frypan stood beside (Y/n), his hand clenched hard around a wooden caterpillar. Thomas was in front with Newt, though he avoided Teresa's eyes, looking at the floor. Gally was the closest to the girl. His voice immediately cut through hers.

"Here's this is going to go. We are going to ask some questions, and you're going to tell us exactly what we need to know. We'll start of simple," Gally slowly stood up. "Where's Minho?"

Teresa opened her mouth, her eyes going to Thomas as if she was speaking to him. "You guys seriously don't think--"

Gally slammed down a chair in front of her. His front moving to sit against the back of the chair. "Don't look at him. Why are you looking at him? Look at me. He's not going to help you. Now, we know that you have Minho in the building. Where?"