If There Is A Light

Chapter 53

Newt had to admit that he was growing tired of making decisions. He was starting to understand Gally's frustration with the boy... it did seem like every time Thomas did anything, there was always something that happened right afterwards. Of course he knew that this was not Thomas. Thomas seemed to be the one who was angering the Creators, but they were still the ones in control. They were the ones that caused all of this.

They were the reason that Alby was moaning and straining on the cot in front of him. "We don't even know what this stuff is. We don't know who sent it. Or why it came up here with you. I mean, for all we know, this thing could kill him." Newt had looked over the metal syringe that contained a thick blue substance. He felt uneasy... If he were the one to give the okay and it made everything worse... how was he to live with himself?

"He's already dying." Newt knew that Thomas had a good point, "Look at him. How could this possibly make it any worse? Come on, it's worth a try."

Newt looked down... Alby's grunting and moaning got worse as a sudden wave of pain seemed to wash over him. It was hard for Newt to watch the boy he was so close to, lie there clearly in the most pain he could ever remember him being in. Thomas was right. Alby was dying or he would when they had to banish him. "All right. Do it." He sighed as he handed Thomas back the syringe.

Thomas quickly made his way over to lean over Alby. He readied his arm, and looked over back at them. Newt had his arms crossed and watched them intently, hoping that whatever that blue stuff was, was some kind of miracle concoction. "Okay."

All of a sudden, Alby grabbed ahold of Thomas's shirt and began yelling at him, "You shouldn't be here! You shouldn't be here! No!"

Newt along with Clint and Jeff began pulling Thomas and Alby apart. "Watch out!"

"Get the syringe! Let go!"

Somewhere in the middle of the struggle Teresa (they now knew her name) had grabbed hold of it and stabbed it into Alby's abdomen. A sigh of relief seemed to escape all of their lips and they took a step back. Newt was still unsure of what they had just administered, but it did seem to calm him down.

"Well that worked?" Jeff's comment came out more like a question that a statement.

"Okay, from now on, someone stays here and watches him around the clock." Newt instructed. He had to admit that whatever it was calmed him, but nothing had ever been that simple and with everything going on... it seemed odd that they would all of a sudden give them the answer to one of their biggest problems. It was not that he didn't trust Teresa or Thomas.... He didn't trust whoever sent this serum.

"Hey." Gally eased in quietly, "Sundown, Greenie. Time to go."