The Maze Runner: Newt Fanfiction

Chapter 19

"Don't worry. I did this on purpose." Rose heard Thomas whisper before he fell into consciousness.

"Uh. Did he just shucking say what I think he said?" Rose said as she glanced up at Newt and the rest of the Gladers.

"You're bloody kidding me, Tommy." Newt shook his head, knowing Thomas was already out and didn't hear him. The surrounding Gladers stood around, surprised at what Thomas had said.

"Now what?" Minho asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"I'm gonna give him the bloody serum and we're gonna hope he doesn't die." Rose says as she injects the serum into Thomas. Rose's blood was starting to boil. Just when Thomas was starting to grow on her, he goes out and does something stupid. Minho and Newt aren't happy with him either. It was written all over their faces and body posture.

"Alright." Newt sighs. "You two get out and start runnin'." He gestures his hand towards Minho and Rose. The two of them look between each other, confused with Newt. "No bloody point in you guys waitin' around for him to wake up." Rose and Minho nod, knowing Newt was right. Thomas would be out for at least the next few days. They still needed to explore the Maze, with or without him.

Rose follows Minho out of the room. They grab their backpacks and head to the kitchen. They grab a few sandwiches, water bottles, and an apple to eat before running. Both of them lean against the kitchen counter, eating their apples, waiting for Newt to come. They know Newt will come to see them off. He wouldn't take the risk of not wishing them luck.

"Ready to start running again, shank?" Minho asks, tossing his apple core.

"You don't even know." Rose smiles, twirling the apple.

"Don't get hurt this time, would ya?" Minho chuckles.

"Shut your hole." Rose jabs him in the side with her elbow. Minho just laughs in response, Rose's jab causing him no pain. Newt walks up no longer than a minute later, his face not holding much emotion. Rose and Minho, push themselves away from the counter and close the distance between them and Newt.

"We're gonna go check out the Griever Hole and if we don't find anything different we'll come back." Minho explains the plan for the day to Rose and Newt. They both of nod, knowing that's the smartest decision. With the walls not moving, there wasn't much point to explore anywhere else.

"Just, make sure Rosie gets back in one bloody piece." Newt says with a sarcastic grin.

"Ha ha very funny." Rose scuffs.

"Don't stop bloody runnin'." Newt says, the grin never leaving his face. His words make Rose smile. He was keeping the same routine. It was comforting to her, but always a bit worrisome. It was as if he believed if he didn't say it, something really bad would happen, something more than just a nasty scrape.

"Good that." Rose finishes the routine. Newt kisses Rose on the forehead as he brings her into his embrace.

"Let's gooooo. You shanks are freakin' annoying." Minho whines.

"Awww poor little Minho need a kiss goodbye, too?" Rose mocks, receiving a glare from Minho and a chuckle from Newt.

"Yeah, actually!" Minho said proudly, "Come here, Newt!" A sarcastic grin washes across Minho's face.

"Get to runnin' shanks." Newt chuckles, releasing Rose from a hug.

Minho and Rose wave as they dart into the Maze and around the first corridor to Minho's section. It's been nearly six months since she had been in this section of the Maze. The last time she was here, it was her second to last day of training to be a Runner. The two Gladers run, not speaking, for two hours. Both of them keeping the same pace, their feet hitting the pavement completely in sync, as if they were one.