Her Anchor || Newt - Maze Runner

Part 26 - Secretly Spying

Frypan, Ace and I were in the kitchen, cleaning up from lunch and preparing dinner, while conversation weaved between the three of us.

'Wouldn't it be funny if before the Maze we all knew each other.' Ace said as theories seemed to be clouding his judgement today.

'That seems very unlikely.' I commented

'Ha! Unlikely but not impossible.' the boy retorted

Hurried footsteps along the grass interrupted the conversations as we all turned our attention to the doorway. Two boys, Winston and Lucas, stood there huffing trying to catch their breath.

'It's the girl' Winston said, breathing finally settling

'What, is she awake?' asked Fry

'You could say that.' commented Lucas

The five of us left the kitchen as we followed the two boys. We all ran towards the centre of the Glade around the platform we called the Treehouse, even though there were no walls or roof. Our pace slowed as we got there, confusion written on the three of our faces.

'Chuck, what's going on?' I queried the young boy next to me

'Girls are awesome.' he laughed pointing to the top of the elevated platform. We walked towards the main crowd, where the group of Gladers were holding objects above their heads.

'Watch your heads.' someone shouted out from behind me

'Hey! Throw one more of those things, I'm, Ow!' Gally said as a rock landed on the top of his head, his hand flying to the spot.

'Go away!' shouted the girl from above as rocks kept on getting hurled down to us.

'What happened?' questioned Thomas, joining us with Minho.

'I don't think she likes us very much.' commented Newt joining Winston under his wooden plank

'What do you want?' she shouted again

'We just wanna talk.' Thomas tried to reason

'I'm warning you.' she threatened

'Take cover, y'all. Take cover.' Fry said as I crouched down under his metal bowl.

'Hey, hey, whoa, It's Thomas! It's Thomas.' screamed the boy

The rocks and stones stopped flying over the edge as the commotion in the Glade came to a halt. The girl pocked her head over the ledge, dark hair flying in the wind, staring down at Thomas

'Okay, I'm gonna come up, okay?' he said, hands up in surrender

Her head disappeared back as Thomas took that as a silent okay. He started climbing up the ladder, leaving the rest of us looking up in disbelieve.

'What's going on up there?' said Gally after a few minutes

'They are probably shucking' I heard a boy snicker beside me, causing my eyes to roll. Thomas looked over the ledge, down at Gally. Confusion buried in his eyes

'Is she coming down?' the builder questioned further

'Can you guys just give us a second?' Thomas finally replied

'All right. Come on.' Newt said to all of us, shooing us all away

'Is this what all girls are like?' questioned Frypan 'You must be one of the good ones, Y/n.' causing my eyes to roll once again while my lips turned into a small smile.

All of us slowly disbanded retuning to our original positions even though everyone is still secretly looking at Terea and Thomas waiting for something to happen. After ten or so minutes, the pair finally came down and ran towards us, gathering Newt, Frypan, Ace and I all together before we all ran towards the Med Hut, still confused on Thomas and Teresa plan. They barged though the door to Alby's room.

The leader laid there, still unconscious, however he was violently shaking and groaning, black veins running all over his body, with a very prominent one running from his neck to the middle of his stomach. I have never seen someone in so much pain. Jeff and Clint who saw us, followed behind, confused about the intrusion.

'What's wrong, Tommy?' questioned Newt

Thomas pulled out an object from his back pocket. It was a silver medical syringe with blue liquid inside, the words W.C.K.D printed on the side.

'This came up with Teresa. It could help Alby. It could get him better.' replied Thomas as Newt took the liquid from his hands

'Or it could kill him. We don't know who sent it or why it came up here with you.' worried Newt, not ready to lose the leader quite yet.

'He's already dying. Look at him,' Thomas interjected as the group turned to look at Alby, him withering in pain 'How could this possibly make it any worse?'

'Come on, it's worth a try.' prompted Jeff

'All right, do it.' Newt said handing Thomas back the syringe. Thomas rushed to Alby's side, leaning over him, the silver object securely in his hand. Hesitating, Thomas looked at the rest of us, unsure of what he was doing. Using Thomas hesitation to his advantage, Alby's head rose, eyes pitch black, grabbing Thomas by the shirt, pulling him into him.

'You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be here.' Alby repeated as everyone rushed towards Thomas side, trying to pry him off the infected boy. The whole room was chaos. Newt and Ace grabbing Thomas while Jeff, Frypan and I held down the leader. Teresa grabbed the syringe out of Thomas hand, stabbing Alby with it, as the boy fell back into unconsciousness. Everyone took a step back, regaining composure.

'Well, that worked.' stated Jeff

'Okay, from now on, someone stays here and watches him around the clock.' ordered Newt

We all glanced at Alby, seeing him not in pain for the first time in a long time, once more before leaving him to rest.

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