Thomas Stilinski

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They'd been driving for a few hours follow the 'FBI' people at a steady pace, keeping far enough away that (if needed) they could turn tails and run.

After a few more minutes they began to see the start of a wall taller then then the one in the maze ever was.

"What is it with wicked and walls?" Thomas looked at Frypan as he spoke.

"Maybe its a kink," he gave a snort and sent a small smile towards Minho over Newts head, the copper haired teen had fallen asleep again against Minho's shoulder. Thomas had moved over so that Newt was sandwiched between them and so wouldn't get as jolted when they went over a bump.

"Its not a wall, look it doesn't stop," Jorge pointed to where the top of the wall should have been. Instead it curved inwards blending seamlessly into the sky.

"Its a dome.. its all a shucking dome we've never been free everything we did and we were still in the palm of their FUCKING HANDS," He hit the door with his fist.

"Thomas its ok we couldn't have know" Minho reached as far as he could and placed his hand on his back placing the other round Newt keeping him against his chest. He rubbed his hand along Thomas' back trying to sooth him as much as he could.

"But its not Min everything we did- everyone who died it was all for nothing," he placed his head in his hands and rubbed at his face. No tears build in his eyes, he wouldn't allow them to.

Frypan had turned around in his seat to watch Thomas and Jorge keep glancing in the wing mirror.

"Minho's right Thomas, none of us could have had any idea that we were still in wicked," he looked at his friends, then to his two lovers, and glanced through the back window at Brenda and the women before looking back at Frypan.

"Your right we couldn't have known, but still we should have guessed, we knew they wouldn't let us go as easily as we got away," he placed his hand over the one Minho had on Newt's back squeezing it.

"Does this mean we can trust these guys?" Minho shook his head at Jorge.

"No wicked did the exact same thing to the four of us, they 'saved' us and just to then put us though another trial. Don't say anything about anything not untill we have solid proof they aren't wicked," Thomas and Frypan nodded in agreement with him.

By now they were close enough to the wall to see a pair of large steel door, there were about 40 feet tall and about 20 feet wide. As they got closer they could also see about 30 trucks and 20 vans parked around the gate. There was also several tents scattered about with people moving in and out of them.

"They sure have gone all out with this haven't they," Thomas hummed in agreement as they came to a stop behind the vans.

the men in the vans infront of climbed out once they'd stoped moving. The one who'd done all the talking before made his way over to them.

"We're stopping to rest up for a bit, before we found you guys we were on the road for quite a while, as soon as we're rested we'll take you to the nearest hospital and get your friend checked out properly," he gestured to Newt at the end, before moving so he could see Brenda and the women. "Melissa you ok there?"

"I'm find Rafael,"

"Good, if you any of you want to rest that tent over there-" he pointed to the one closes to their jeep "-is free at the minute and there should food in the tent as well, if you need anything just ask for argent McCall... that's me," he then moved away from them heading to the largest tent.

"How much food you think they have" Thomas looked at Frypan.

"I don't know probably a lot lets go check it out, see if we can find out if theses shanks are the real deal or not," Minho gently shook Newt awake as the others climbed out, he explained what they were doing and helped him get out of jeep.