New Times (Fanfic Version)

Just Go!

Gray and Jet sat there for a while. They talked a bit as Jet got over his sensitivities at the moment. They watched the Maze Runner and then decided to start their plan since it was almost 10 at night.
"They'll probably already have Tord in bed and they went to bed around 10:15 when I went the first time..." Gray said, looking at the time.
"Right...lets go then..." Jet said, putting on his coat and the new gloves Gray got for him. Gray had observed how uncomfortable Jet seemed to be with his gloves, so he got him some with the fingertips cut off so it didn't look as abnormal.
They set off with Gray leading the way. Jet was behind him keeping his hands in the pockets of his jeans while looking around, trying to keep on a straight face. Gray turned his head to look at Jet and squinted. He waited a while before he stopped and put his hand up to Jet's chest. His heart was beating extremely fast. Gray chuckled.
"You're scared...aren't you?" Gray said, grinning.
"N-No!" Jet said, stepping up and taking his hands out his pockets. The wind started blowing and it howled a bit which made Jet sink back down and look around again.
"Yes you are" Gray said, more understanding this time.
"Why are we talking about this lets just...lets just go ok..." Jet said, hugging himself and looking down.
"Aww it's ok Jet! Everyone is scared of something!" Gray said, smiling a sweet smile.
"I don't want to be scared...I was already being a baby about a damn shot...I'm not a baby Gray...I shouldn't be scared like this..." Jet said, walking in front of Gray, hanging his head.
"You aren't a baby just because you're scared Jet..." Gray said, sprinting a bit to catch up to him.
"Yes it does..." Jet said, looking away from Gray again.
"If you're going to cry again we can stop and sit under a tre-" Gray said in a calm voice starting to put a hand on Jet's shoulder before his hand was hit away.
"I'M NOT GOING TO CRY!" Jet yelled, obvious tears forming. He took a deep breath and put his hands back in his pockets.
"Sorry just...please keep leading the way..." Jet said, keeping his gaze down. Gray gave Jet one more worried look before starting to walk again.

Once they got there they found the button and pressed it. It made some noise, which they cringed at. There is no way this'll be that easy...They walked through a dark hallway. Something was bound to catch them, but to their surprise nobody came.
"Okay Gray go that way I'll go this way. Look for Tord but if you find Tom get him." Jet said, motioning in different directions. They split up and walked down long hallways. Some doors looked like regular bedroom doors and others were two doored with glass windows like in a surgery room at a hospital. Jet eventually, after 15 minuets of looking, came to a door covered in drawings. He opened it to see a sleeping Tord. He was in green pajamas with light yellowish-green stripes. 'Bingo' he thought. He snuck over to Tord and pulled out a bottle of chloroform and put some on a rag.
"Sorry little buddy...but we can't have you screaming..." Jet said as he got on his knees bent down to the small bed and put the cloth up to Tord's nose. Tord woke up and started to freak out but Jet held him down until he finally passed out. He's not gonna lie, he felt bad. He picked up the small child and walked out the room. He found Gray and Tom talking out in the place they started in. Tom was rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"I got him!" Jet said in a whisper while smiling.
"Tord!" Tom said while walking over and taking the child from Jet's arms.
"Sorry I had to knock him out...we couldn't have him screa-" Jet was cut off by getting shot in the arm. He winced in pain and held his arm.
"Jet! What the fuck!?" Gray yelled, running over and looking at Jet's arm. They looked back to see Matt standing there with a gun.
"What are you doing here! And why is Tom out! AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TORD WITH YOU?!" Matt yelled, ready to shoot again. This time he aimed for Jet's chest and shot. Gray jumped in front of him and literally grabbed the bullet out of thin air, his face full of rage as he threw it back in Matt's direction. It hit him in the leg and he fell to his knees. Eventually, Edd came running and saw what had happened.
"Matt?! What the hell is going on here?!" Edd yelled angrily. He quickly realized what was happening and grabbed the gun.
"Go! I'll hold him off!" Tom yelled pushing Jet and Gray, handing Tord to Gray.
"Wha-what? No! It's best if I stay and you run! I'm the one who can't get shot!" Gray yelled back.

"Listen! I can tell you're the leader type! Plus they want me here...they'll probably find a way to kill you...just take care of Tord and GO!" Tom yelled, pushing them more. Jet and Gray both ran, hearing gun shots and screams in the background.
"Oh god! I hope he isn't dead!" Jet yelled, slightly wincing from his arm.
"He's not...trust me..." Gray said as he looked down at Tord who looked so peaceful in all this commotion.
Once they got back to the base they put Tord to bed and sent some people out to get clothes for him for the next day. They took Jet to the infirmary and fixed him up. It took them a while since Jet had to have his blood taken and an IV in and even get the bullet removed. Gray couldn't stand it just sitting there listening to Jet scream and cry while he gripped onto his hand. They had to literally strap him down to get it out of him and he refused to use and drugs to make the pain go away since he didn't trust them. He ended up finally getting it over with and falling asleep cuddled up next to Gray on the couch watching Scorch Trials. Gray sighed. He just wanted everything to go right for once.

Maybe then he could escape from Down Under...