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You dashed towards the looming building that stood directly in front of you. You could hear the soldiers who had rescued you yelling at one another, and soon you heard gunfire.

"Keep running, (Y/N)! Go, love, go!" You heard an accented voice shout behind you; Newt. The second-in-command had always been your closest friend in the Glade, and even though you didn't want to admit it (partially because you knew if anybody found out, like Minho or Thomas, they'd tease you to no end), you knew that you had fallen in love with him. However, you were sure that your feelings were unrequited, so you kept your thoughts and feelings to yourself, never really knowingly hinting at anything involving love.

You sped up, sprinting at full capacity for the doors that welcomed you into what was seemed to be some sort of rescue facility. You stood there, alongside the other Gladers as the doors closed behind you. Newt stood next to you, looking around, trying to make sense of everything that was happening around him. You simply stood there, staring at the people you saw running and walking around. Suddenly, you felt a warm hand, which was significantly bigger than yours, grab yours, intertwining your fingers with theirs. It made you jump, and you quickly looked down to realize that it was Newt who had grabbed your hand. You looked up at his face, only to see him gazing at you with a worried expression on his face. You simply squeezed his hand reassuringly, ignoring the feeling of your heart jolting in your chest as he squeezed back, lifted your hand to his lips, and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of your hand.

Before you knew what happened, you were in a separate room, just sitting there and waiting for god knows what. There had been more food than you had had in a long time, better quality of food too, and all the Gladers had a food fight, which brought a smile back on everybody's face for the first time since your rescue. Now, you were sitting on top of a crate as Newt gently traced patterns on the back of your hand. Unbeknownst to you, Newt had also fallen in love with you, and he tried to drop hints for you to pick up on. You had responded to every single one of his hints, secretly hoping that they were what you thought they were. Suddenly, a man walked into the room; he was tall, skinny, and resembled a rat. "You kids doing alright?" The man asked, before beckoning you all to follow him. You and Newt exchanged unsure looks, before deciding to follow the man and find out what was going on.

As the man, who had introduced himself as Mr. Janson, walked and the Gladers followed, he explained how the world was hanging on by a very thin thread and how Immunes were a target. He continued to explain how this place was a refuge and that they would be able to transport you to a safe place, where WICKED would never be able to find you again. Janson then opened a door, and led you to the showers; the boys went one way, and you and Teresa went another. Before the two of you went in, Janson pulled you both asides, "Once you two are done cleaning up, you'll be taken to a room where the two of you will wait for me to come get you, as there is something that has to be explained to you both. You're not in trouble, so do not worry. It'll be more like an orientation." You and Teresa both nodded, before Janson turned and left and you two went in to shower.

After your half-a-dozen scrub downs, you were provided with new clothes, and you and Teresa were sitting in a room, waiting for Janson to come get you. "I've got a funny feeling about this place," you mumbled quietly to Teresa, who nodded in reply, "Me, too. I wonder who they work for." You were about to reply when the door suddenly clicked and swung open. Janson walked in, flanked by two bodyguards. "Alright, let's get down to business. Teresa, you'll join the others from your group, seeing as there are some tests we need to perform to ensure everything is in order," Janson explained, nodding to one bodyguard who stepped forwards towards Teresa, "If you'd please follow me, I'll take you there immediately." You exchanged a look with her, before you nodded at her and smiled, "I'll be fine." You were lying through your teeth, but it seemed to reassure her because she nodded and then left, following the bodyguard, closing the door once again behind them.

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