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The scorching sun had been radiating off the walls and onto her delicate skin for hours. Athena couldn't find the doors no matter which turns she took. She'd torn her clothes against the stones and fallen over a total of eight times. The maze never seemed to end to the delicate girl. Despite her condition she didn't regret coming into the maze, knowing that somehow she'd helped save Alby.
Desperately, she needed food and water. She was sweating like crazy and her stomach continuously growled. Newt played on her mind as well as Frypan's bacon. Athena knew the boy was probably crying by now, knowing how long the doors had been open. He must have thought she was dead. Amongst her thoughts she slowed her walking pace and dragged her diddy hands across the walls.
The vines seemed to thicken across her hands, causing her to look at them in confusion. Deciding it was her best option, she followed the vines. Soon she was jogging, her black hair swaying across her back in glory. She jogged for a minuet or two, before she stopped dead in her tracks. She had one corner to turn. She felt odd about it, and as she turned right she understood why.
Facing her dirty face was the glade, everyone going amongst their daily work. No one seemed concentrated on their work as they chatted amongst themselves and bit their nails. As quickly as her little legs would take her Athena moved forwards towards the glade, her excitement eventually overtaking her as she set forth running.
Chuck was staring at Athena's name scratched delicately into the wall opposite him when he heard the small thump of feet. His curly mop flung about as he looked around, finding the source not coming from behind him. He walked towards the opening of the maze, his honey eyes catching sight of the tiny figure running as fast as it could towards him. He squinted, slowly recognising the pitch black hair swaying around the small body.
"Oh my god." He muttered, turning around to face the other boys. "GUYS!" He caught their attention instantly, pointing into the maze. "IT'S ATHENA! SHE MADE IT!" Everyone cane running towards the boy at the entrance as her wobbly legs brought her closer and closer towards them. Newt started to push from the back of the crowd of boys so he could get to the front.
A series of encouraging cries called out for the girl. The tall boy had tears in his eyes as he caught the mere sight of her, his own cries becoming the loudest for her. His thick English accent rung through her ears and a smile spread across her face as she made it past the doors. The tiny girl flung into Newt's arms with a sigh of relief when he caught her by the waist, hugging her so close to his body. Cries around her were relentless and shook her insides as she breathed heavily. She closed her eyes in bliss, finally happy to be home.
"Thank god." She heard Newt mutter lowly. "I'm so proud of you, baby."
"I missed you." She chocked out, her throat dry and her eyes watering.
"I've missed you too." Newt placed her back onto the floor. He grabbed her tiny face in his hands and stared into her chocolate eyes. "Please never ever do that again." He lowered his head to her cheek and placed a delicate kiss there.
Athena stared at him as he raised back up. Inside her mind clogs twisted and turned before she made the smartest decision of her life. Her tiny hands grabbed the collar of his old shirt and brought him forward, connecting their dry lips in a long awaited kiss. The gladers around them hollered and clapped, celebrating what they knew was coming.
They pulled away, resting their foreheads against one another in bliss. "I love you, Athena." "I love you more, Newt."
