Part 1: Chapter 17

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Sam

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Sam

My eyes widen, and I manage to sit up as Thomas hits the floor.

Newt chuckles, crouching down and poking his face with his large hands. Clint passes me a cup, filled to the brim with water, and I slowly sip its contents. Giving him a simple nod to show my thanks.

Suddenly, the door hits the wall, and Alby strides in, looking around. His eyes land on me and they widen as he takes in all of the blood and Jeff holding a small bundle of blankets.

Minho rubs my back soothingly as Jeff carefully hands me the baby. He stirs, but doesn't wake up.

"What the shuck?" Alby's voice booms, as he steps closer to Minho and I.

"Shh, dude! The baby is sleeping." Newt whisper-shouts.

Alby glares at him and steps over Thomas's unconcious form, leaning over to peer down at the small child resting in my embrace.

"He looks just like Minho." Alby whisper, cocking an eyebrow and staring between us.

I blush crimson, "I-uh..."

"They shucked in the woods." Newt casually says, before adding "and then in Minho's room. I heard it against the wall."

I blush even harder, if that was even possible, and I stare down at my lap.

"What! We thought we were quiet!" Minho whisper-shouts, shock swirling in his brown eyes.

Alby chuckles, "The sloppers better get that wall cleaned then."

I stare up at him in surprise, thinking that he would punish us for doing the dirty.

"You boys honestly." I sigh, rolling my eyes.

"Can I see the baby?" Newt asks, slowly approaching me. I nod, leaning out and showing him the small bundle in my arms.

"Aw, what a cutie! He looks just like you Minho." Newt laughs, putting on a girly accent.

Minho rolls his eyes. "Thank you." I smile.

Minho looks up at me and gently kisses me on the lips, with his spare arm he wraps it around me, locking me in a hug. We pull back as Thomas gets up from the floor.

"Sam!" He shouts, rushing towards me.

I look up at the sound of my name being called, meeting Thomas's brown eyes. "A baby?" He chuckles, "I didn't even know you were pregnant."

He then turns to Minho. "Take good care of my sister, Meanhoe."

Minho grumbles, " Okay okay. But seriously shuckface, dont call me Meanhoe or I will break your face."

I stifle a laugh.

"We need to have a celebration! And a new set of rules." Newt smiles, beginning to plan everything in his head.

I lean over the side of the bed, frowning at another set of clothes that are destroyed, and slide on my panties, underneath my hospital robe, that were luckily still whole.

"I should probably get showered then." I croak, my voice still hoarse from screaming for hours. Birth does that to you.

"Before you go Sam, remember to let yourself heal before sex, so no nasty shit Minho!" Jeff says, laughing at Minho who sighs in disagreement.

Minho helps me stand, before passing the baby, who we decided to name Alex, to Thomas, and sweeping me off my feet.

"Ow." I whimper as a sharp pain strikes from between my legs.

"Im sorry! Are you okay?" Minho asks, concern crossing his face. I nod, trying to ignore the throbbing pain.

We all leave the medjacks hut, me in Minho's arms, Newt, Thomas and the baby (in his arms). Clint and Jeff stayed behind to clean up my mess, oops.

As soon as we leave the hut, dozens of questions fill the air, Newt leaving to calm them down and establish some new rules.


"What is Thomas holding?" A glader calls out.

"Why was Sam screaming?"

"Was she stung?"

"Was Sam being raped?"

"Every Glader, apart from Sam, Thomas and Minho, please come into the gathering hut - I need to introduce some new rules!" Alby's voice booms.

We continue to make our way to the showers where I clean myself and the baby, dressing in the clothes Minho brought me from my room: Shorts and a loose t-shirt and some trainers. I loosely wrap Alex in a faded blue blanket.

I gain some strength to walk again, clutching Alex closely to my chest. Minho holding my other hand.

And then finally, after what seems like hours, the rest of the gladers walk out of the gathering hut. Everyone was smiling and congratulating us.

Even Gally.

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