Newt had actually awoken on the way back.
Apparently, Vince had gotton the 'tub 'o rust sea worthy' with help from the others.
Upon seeing Thomas unconscious on one of the other emergency beds, he couldn't help but think of that time when he turned full crank and attacked him, nearly killing him.
Then the memories flooded back, he had remembered meeting Thomas, the Greenie who couldn't save everyone.
He couldn't see Hannah, everything was a bit hazy, but then again he couldn't see Brenda and Jorge wasn't in hysterics, so.
Fry had gone over to him, to check up on how he was doing. His jacket had been hung up at the side and when he looked down at his arm, not only was there a bandage, but no veins. Tommy found the cure. Which meant, in his mind, Hannah was alright.
With that thought, he went back to sleep. Although, at the back of his mind, he needed to see her, he needed to make sure she was alive.
He just had to trust Tommy.
The next time he awoke, he found himself on a bed, well it's more of a matress but he's had worse.
Swinging his legs over the edge, he moved to put the boots by the side of the bed on.
Moving out of his room, he stumbled down a hallway, considering he still hasn't resourced all his body strength yet, Newt made his way to the front of the ship.
He found Minho and Fry sitting on the deck, after glancing around he made eye contact with them, Minho stood up quickly, steadily making his way to his old friend.
With out warning, Minho flung his arms around him, one over the shoulder, other under the arm.
Newt gladly returned the hug, patting his back as Minho's grasp tightened, not wanting to say what he needed to.
"Good to see you too, mate." He murmured happily.
He pulled away and glanced at Fry, who also gave him a welcome back hug.
Once they had welcomed him back, they took him to the others, Jorge, Vince, Gally, Brenda.
They all gave him welcoming bro hugs, if you'll call them that, except Brenda, feeling for the boy also, who gave him a proper embrace.
They all had happy faces, glad that Newt was alive and well thanks to Teresa's permanent cure, but remembered how he managed to stay alive and uncrankly before they got the cure.
Hannah.
Their faces dropped and upon seeing this Newt's face dropped also, frowning.
"What?" He shifted uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"
They led him to a few stools and sat him down.
Brenda decided she would be the one to tell him, so she sat opposite him, Fry took his right and Minho his left, Gally stood behind Brenda and Jorge and Vince went off.
Brenda reached into her pocket, pulling out Hannah's golden teddybear necklace, she handed Newt the necklace.
"This- this is Hannah's, isn't it." He asked, voice becoming shaky.
Brenda simply nodded sadly.
"What're - are you trying to say?" His face paled.
Brenda took a deep breath, "Hannah didn't make it."
Newt, his eyes welling up with tears, excused himself from the group, no words needed. He moved one of his trembling hands to cover his mouth, the tears rushing down his red face, clutching the necklace with his other.
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Hannah | Maze Runner
FanfictionThey weren't the only maze, of course they weren't. This is the story of an all girls maze. -- So I thought this would be different, interesting maybe?