The Vow {ON GOING}

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disclaimer;

if there is any similarities to the book or movie, that's probably because that's where I got it from. James Dashner owns everyone except Evelyn, Felix, and a couple others.

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I was the first out the door, closely followed by Newt and Minho. Thomas and Felix took up the rear, always on the look out. I pulled out my map of the compound and examined it, hoping to figure out where we were.

"Here," Minho said. "You know where you're going, Princess?"

"Nope," I mumbled, tracing a line with my finger before zipping my backpack up.

I heard a gunshot fire and repel off something, causing everyone to duck slightly. I turned and snarled. Rat Man stood at the end of the hallway with a group of men behind him.

"Evelyn, it didn't have to end like this," he shouted, raising a gun. "It'll be such a waste."

"It's not going to," I snapped, pulling one of my hidden knives from my boot and chucking it at him, nailing him in shoulder.

"Shoot her! Get her!" I heard him shout, followed by rushed footsteps.

"Time to go!" Minho shouted, yanking me back.

The five of us ran quickly, taking a sharp left and nearly knocking into an extremely familiar face.

"Hermana!"

"We need to go now, or else we all die," Felix said quickly.

Jorge sent me a look and I nodded before grabbing his wrist, continuing to run.

"Can you fly a Berg?" I asked breathlessly.

He let out a breathy laugh. "Of course I can."

Another bullet shot through the hallway and I pulled out my gun, shooting at the men, hitting one. I smirked and turned again, recapping where we were.

"Turn right and we're there!" I shouted, taking a right.

I was met with a concrete door and I cursed, kicking it. Jorge pushed forward and swiped a card through the card swipe and hurried in, leaving me speechless.

"I work here, Hermana, don't act so surprised."

I felt a hand on my back and noticed Newt trying to urge me forward. I took his hand off and entwined our fingers, running onto the launch pad. When we neared the closest  Berg, I noticed multiple dead or unconscious men laying about.

"Looks like they beat us here," Newt muttered and I nodded.

"A Berg is missing," Jorge said. "They must have taken it."

"Sorry to interrupt you shanks, but if you've forgotten, there's a large group of angry men with guns after Evelyn here and if we don't leave right now, she's not leaving with us," Minho said hotly.

"I'd like a little bloody longer with my girlfriend if possible," Newt grumbled.

"Well let's go then," Thomas said quickly.

Jorge nodded and led us up into the Berg, quickly starting it up.

"It'll take forever if we don't warm her up," Jorge said.

"Where's Brenda?" Thomas asked and I almost laughed.

Jorge picked at his fingers nervously.

"She's preoccupied at the moment, but she'll be with us in a short while."

I nodded and led Newt to sit down next to Minho, who moved ovee slightly to make room for us. I glanced up at Newt, whose jaw was tense and his heart was beating rapidly through his hand. I lifted his hand to my mouth, leaving a small kiss to it, feeling his heart beat slow slightly. I ran my thumb against his skin and placed my other hand on his thigh, desperate to keep him as calm as possible.

"Alright, muchachos, get ready for take off," Jorge announced and I felt Newt's hand tighten around mine.

We felt the Berg begin the move slightly forward towards the entrance of the bunker when we heard bullets ricochet of the side.

"Shit," Thomas muttered.

"Hurry up, Shuckface!" Minho shouted.

Another round of bullets was heard and my mind was made up. I pulled away from Newt and pulled out my gun.

"Evie, no," Newt started.

"Sit down, Princess," Minho finished.

"You can't stop me," I said bravely, loading my gun.

"You're right," Minho said. "We all know we can't stop you because you're one stubborn shank, but we can help you."

I smirked triumphantly and watched the boys pull out their guns. Thomas gave me a thumbs up from his spot next to Jorge and I hurried to door of the Berg. I yanked it open with the help of Minho and I immediately began shooting. I felt a bullet whiz past me, narrowly missing me. I felt Minho flinch beside before I turned and shot down two men.

The Berg began to roll out of the bunker faster now and I could it slowly beginning to move off the ground. Just as I was leaning out to shoot down the last of the men, the Berg shot forward and I felt myself falling through the door. I prepared myself for the dropping feeling in my stomach, but only felt a strong hand grip my arm.

"You're one crazy shank, Princess," Minho grunted.

I kept my eyes up, refusing to look at the ground below me as my body dangled in the air.

"Hurry up and get her in here!" Thomas shouted. "We need to close that door."

"Yeah, you wanna come pull a human body with no leverage, Shuckface?" Minho snipped.

"I'm not that heavy!" I argued as Minho pulled me up.

I placed my hand on the floor and boosted myself up and Minho dragged me in, hurrying to close the door. I laid my head against the floor, taking a deep breath. Suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders and my body was lifted effortlessly into the air before I was pressed tightly against Newt.

"Never again," he muttered. "I'm going to use my title, The Glue, to glue our hands together."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling his arms do the same. I rested my head against his chest, listening to his heart rate calm. I felthis face bury itself in my neck and his hands gripped my jacket tightly. I moved my fingers across his back, hoping to destress him. I could feel how tense he was and it slowly diminished the longer we were together.

"You make me sane," I heard him whisper.

"Where are we going, Jorge?" Felix asked.

Jorge turned slightly in his chair, terrifying smile plastered on his face.

"The motherland of munie haters," he said.

"What the hell is a munie?" I asked, breaking apart from Newt.

"An immune."

I felt Newt tense.

"That doesn't tell us where, Slinthead," Minho snapped.

"Denver, Colorado, Muchachos."

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