The Maze Runner and Scorch Trials Imagines

Newt Imagine - For Kaitlin

Hi! Me again. So, this new imagine is a request for Kaitlin. In this you/Kaitlin are supposed to be around the age of 6, when WICKED was taking kids as recruits for the maze trials at the beginning of the epidemic.

Thanks for reading/liking/commenting/following!!!!!

~Tessie

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You wrapped your winter coat around you tighter as another cold gust of wind hit you.

"Mommy, are we almost there?" you asked your mom who was two whole paces ahead of you.

"Yes, sweetheart - we are close."

The sound of shouting found it's way to your ears. You looked up to see a huge crowd of men, women, and children gathered around a large gate. Men with riot gear and guns held them back from the main gate. It looked like the crowd of men and women were passing up their children to the front - where the gate was.

"Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"What are we doing here?"

Your mom stopped abruptly in her tracks - you could tell what she was about to say was important by the look on her face.

"Do you remember when I told you about your brother being sick?"

"Yes." The memory came back to you harshly - your brother was screaming, ripping the hair out of his head, and trying to attack you, your mom and dad several times.

"Well, your daddy and I decided to bring you here because we don't want you to get sick like him."

"Okay, so they are going to give us medicine right? Like when we got that gross red syrupy thing for my cold last month."

"Well, not exactly. " your mother picks you up - walking closer and closer to the crowd of people.

"What medicine will they give us then?" you ask innocently.

Your mother gives a dry, humorless laugh. "They aren't going to give us medicine - not yet anyway."

"Why are we here then? They aren't going to give us pills right? Pills are scary and hard to swallow, so I don't-"

"Honey," your mother cuts you off, "they aren't giving us anything."

"Well then why-"

"Shh...." your mother puts up a finger to her lips. You notice a single tear slip down her cheek, she tries to maintain a smile but the one on her lips is full of sadness, fear, maybe a hint of regret - it's not the normal happy one that you are so used to.

"Mommy - why are we here?"

Your mother lets out loud sob she was trying to contain before continuing, "You are going to stay with some people for awhile."

"But mom-"

"Shh, just listen." you arrive at where the crowd is located, you and your mom are currently standing just a few feet from where the crowd ends, "Listen Kaitlin, you are only going to be with these people for a little bit. Once they figure out how to make some medicine to give to everyone we can all be together again. Me, you, daddy, and your brother."

"But we could be together now! I don't wanna go!"

Your mother kneels down to your eye level, "I don't want you to go ether, trust me. But this is the only way for anyone to get better - for your brother to get better."

You start bawling loudly. Your mother has matching tears streaming down her face - but they are quieter. She picks you up in her arms, holding you tight to her - the warmth from her body seeping into yours, comforting you.

"Look Kaitlin," she pulls your arms away from their locked on position before placing a single shell in your hand, "do you remember when we got that?"

"Y-yes-s." you stutter out. It was the day you went to the beach with the whole family. You buried your father in the sand up to his neck,you and your brother ate all of the pie that your mom packed for the whole family, and you and your mom gathered shells before sunset. You remembered you plucked this one out of one of the rock pools where the baby crabs lived. It was pure white with a hint of sandy brown at the top.

Your mother closed your small fingers around the shell that rested in the palm of your hand.

"As long as you have this - you will never forget about us - about your family."

You had to grind your teeth together in order to keep in the loud sobs.

"Last call!" one of the men with the riot gear called.

Your mother's sad and calm expression turned into a panicked one. "Okay, you have to go now."

"No!! Please - don't make me."

A man with riot gear came up behind you - grabbing you and hauling you away from your mom.

"NO!!" you screamed, thrashing in the arms of the man.

Your mom watched you being hauled away - her feet glued to the ground.

"MOMMY!!" you screamed before you were placed in the back of a truck.

The door was slammed shut, your little heart was shattered into a million pieces. Everything you held close to you was just ripped away.

Tears still streamed down your face as the truck started to drive away. You gripped onto the shell tightly - it was the only thing you had left.

You felt a tap on your shoulder - you looked up to see a boy worriedly looking at you.

"Are-are you okay?" he asks. You can see his face is also red and slightly puffy, like he had been crying.

You shake your head no, afraid that if you opened your mouth you would start crying and you would never stop.

"Did your dad leave you here too?" he asks, his eyes pointed towards the ground.

"My m-mom." you say shakily before the tears start to roll down your face again. You quickly grab onto the boy's shoulder and bury your face in it to contain your sobs.

He's a little shocked at first - not entirely sure of what to do.

After a few seconds he decides to gently wrap his arms around you, "W-What's your name?" He asks shakily, still slightly unsure of what to do.

"K-Kaitl-lin." You respond, your voice cracking from both the cold and the tears still spilling down your face.

"That's pretty."

You crack a small, weak smile before sitting up in your chair.

The boy turns to you before offering a hand for you to shake and saying, " I'm Newt." (Author's note: I know they were all given different names but I didn't want to confuse anyone)

YEARS LATER (I really don't know how many let's say..... 10)

You smile sadly, your eyes trained on the ground.

"What are you thinking about?" Newt asks, coming up behind you - wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his head on your shoulder.

"When we first met."

"Aww, baby." He slowly turns you around so you are facing him.

You keep your eyes on the ground, slightly embarrassed to look at him in the eyes. He gently grabs your face, tilting your head so you have to look at him.

He stares in your eyes for a few seconds, trying to read your facial expression. But, eventually settles on just kissing you.

You slowly slide your arms across his shoulders, leading your hands into his soft hair. His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you even impossibly closer.

"I love you Kaitlin." Newt says after pulling away for air.

You place your head on his chest before mumbling, "I love you too."