Memories? WICKED buried them in the graveyard.

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Fever code imagine (spoilers)!!!!

WICKED had everyone lined up making preparations for phase one. You squeeze Newt's hand and he gently smiles reassuringly.
"Everything will be alright love." He says in your ear.
You just nod, your mouth too dry from nerves to speak. What if something went wrong? What if you and Newt got separated? Many questions troubled you but that was by far the worst, you had grown up with this goofy British boy, he had helped you get over your family and had always stood by you. The relationship with him was as strong as a tree's trunk so strong you could have sworn it was love but it wasn't, love involved him feeling the same about you.

An orderly stopped in front of you and flashed a small torch in your eyes, stuck a thermometer on your tongue and moved on. It was almost time. You begin to shake and in an instant Newt puts an arm around your waist steadying you.

Thomas and Teresa enter standing opposite the long line, they both look like they might break down into tears. They moved over to Minho in attempt to reassure him, both you and Newt lean out of the line to look at Minho, he was angry. "Seriously? So you're telling me not to fight them? Are you sure you don't mean us? What exactly are you doing here Thomas? I don't see you being poked and prodded like cattle."

You and Newt connect eyes. "Tommy isn't coming in the maze with us?" You shake your head, it seemed not.
Alby had joined in the gang up against Thomas, all shouting at him and Teresa.

A group of nurses start pointing at you, you quickly fall back in line pulling Newt with you and you were shocked when you saw his face. Anger twisted his face as he glared at Thomas. Newt was still watching the chaos that now had Gally storming after Thomas, meanwhile the group of nurses were still pointing at you discussing in hushed voices and then two guards joined them. They stopped and turned to you nodding at each other, you stepped back pulling Newt with you, he snapped out of his anger. "Y/n?"

The two guards each grab one of your arms and tried to drag you away. You scream, kicking out at them pushing them away. You jump into Newt's arms, tears flowing down your face. "Newt I don't want to leave you."
He wrapped his strong arms around you. "I know, I know. Stay strong y/n."
The guards' hands are back on, your ripped off Newt, his face wavers through the hot tears streaming down your face and you see tears on his.
"Newt!" You scream thrashing around like a mad man in the guards' firm hold.

"Y/n!" He shouts struggling against the orderlies that hold him in the line, he calms and watches you a hand reaching for you.

You let out one more sob before there is an acute pain in your neck and then your body goes limp. You can no longer scream or thrash, the last thing you see is Newt then your eyes drift shut.

***

The next morning was normal you woke in the dorm, yesterday's events flooding through you allowing a small sob as you roll over curled in ball. There's a knock on the door and doctor Paige enters, the few remaining boys get out of bed and stand as she walks up to you.

"Y/n..." She places a hand on your shoulder.

"Go away." You throw her hand away.

"Would you like to see Newt?"

You sit up startled, had Newt not gone in the maze? You meekly nod.

Doctor Paige was waiting for you outside, she walks you down long white corridors just like all the others. She stops in front of a door with 'observation room' written at doctor Paige's eye height, she leaves you. Inside the room are many monitors that show images of what must be the maze, Thomas sits in a chair scanning through them his face concerned.

"Thomas..." You say walking behind him.

He smiles tiredly, his eyes are droopy with big bags underneath. "Newt's here." He flicks up an image onto a large screen taking a seat you watch intensely, the boys had all drifted off on their own looking lost. Newt was aimlessly wandering back and forth, eventually he walked up to Alby. It was as if they were complete strangers.

"They... They don't..." Your voice was quaky with the thought.

"Yeah, they can't remember anything, only their names." Thomas said so blankly like it meant nothing to him.

A small tears runs down your cheek. "He can't remember me?"

Thomas looks at you, he was clearly pained like you. "No, no he won't."

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