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Sam
Four months later.
The pregnancy was becoming noticable, but the gladers just thought I was putting on some weight. And, after regular checkups to the medjacks every day, I had a happy, growing baby.
Clint and Jeff decided, between them, that I had been a couple of months, around two months, pregnant before coming up into the glade, but it only started to show a couple of weeks after that, as I had a toned stomach.
I seemed to have been a fit, healthy teen before pregnacy. I wasn't fat, I still had slim, strong limbs, but a swollen stomach to replace the flat one.
Thomas and I had had several dreams, almost as though they were real, and realised we were, in fact siblings. Thomas being the oldest though. And, we could speak telepathically to eachother, which was kinda weird.
The medjacks had began training me to be one of them, and I patched up builders, slicers and Minho, who seemed to find every excuse to come and see me (when he wasn't running).
A couple of weeks ago, Minho had finally plucked up some courage to pop the question.
He had come back early from the maze. But he didn't visit the medjacks hut as he usually does.
I went down to the kitchens to find him there, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Neither was Newt, and Thomas.
I turn to leave, but a small, bright light draws me in, and before I know it, I'm walking into the deadheads, following a trail of candles. I smile, my sadness diminished at all of the beautiful glowing lights on the forest floor.
It begins to grow dark, making the lights glow even brighter, as they lead me into the path of a beautiful twisting tree, the branches swirling into a mass of green leaves, with small lanterns hung from them, adding to the dim light of the candle.
My eyes lead me to a small table in the middle of the forest, two plates, two glasses and a cutlery set for each person is nicely laid out, gorgeous roses and laterns scattered on the white table cloth.
I gasp as my eyes rake over Minho's muscled, handsome form. The stunning specimen staring at me with such adoration and love in his eyes.
I race towards him, and capture him into a warm embrace. "This is beautiful!" I force out, the shock overwhelming me.
"Thank you, but I had help from Thomas and Newt." He smirks, glancing behind me and grinning at the other teens.
"Enjoy!" Newt winks, and I blush crimson.
"Dude! That's my sister!" Thomas gags, punching Newt who cackles like a witch.
Minho and I chuckle at their banter, and he leads me to the table, where we laugh and joke around a picnic dinner. As we were leaving the table, he turns to me, a serious look in his eyes.
"Mi amore, Sam. You are the light to my world, my love my life. Without you I would be nothing. I love you so much. Would you do the honors of being my girlfriend?" He gives me a look. A look that held love and loyalty, and adoration swirling in his dark brown eyes.
"Minho, I love you too, my darling. I would gladly do the honors of being your other half." I smile, leaning up and capturing his plump lips in mine. Which gradually became more and more heated, until we found ourselves naked underneath the white tablecloth, in the deadheads.
