Newt imagines

Part 2

You wake up to a screaming Newt who's lying next to you. Not again, you think to yourself, feeling terrible he has to go through this alone. You wake him up but this time it's harder than usual. When he finally awakens with tears streaming down his face, he looks at you. His eyes are filled with hope and dread. He grabs you tight like he hasn't seen you in ages.
"Was it another vision?" You ask.
Fighting back tears and stroking your hair he says "yes love, but this one is worse than the others."
"Why what happened?" You ask, concern filling your voice. Newt hesitates, before he answers.
"Someone...shot you." He said cautiously.
He's clearly hiding something, but you don't push since he clearly just went through something terrible. He still won't let go of you, so you offer that you two go back to sleep and deal with this in the morning. He agrees.
When you wake up in the morning you decide it's time to get some answers. Newt is already awake, he's just been cuddling with you.
"Who kills me?" You ask.
"What?" Newt asks startled.
"I have a right to know who kills me, so who shot me and why?"
"Believe me, if I knew who shot you they'd be dead right now."
Ok, not exactly the answer you wanted since it could be anyone, but good enough.
"Why'd they kill me?" You ask again. Newt doesn't respond and just holds you tighter. You turn around so your lying face to face and he's still holding you. There's so much pain in his eyes.
"Why'd they kill me?" You ask more sharply this time.
"I....I don't know love." Is all he says.
"That's bull and you know it, just tell me Newt, if I'm going to die I deserve to know the cause."
"You're not going to die." There's venom in his voice when he says this.
You look him in the eye stroking the side of his face, "look," you begin, "we both know the chances of you changing your vision is one in a million. Just please tell me why I die." You say this in a soothing tone.
"I won't tell you why you die because you're not going to. But I will tell you why there's a slight chance of you being killed." He looks at you with pity in his eyes, "you have the flare," his voice is barley above a whisper.
You are so shocked you can't even speak. Newt pulls you closer so your face is buried in his chest. After you have a few minutes to think, you look up at him and say, "Newt, if I have the flare I want to die." You feel his body tense. "No, I can't lose you. When I thought I lost you the pain was so real and I don't think I'll be able to go through that again. Please love, we'll find the cure I promise, just hold on."
"No, Ive seen what this has done to people and I don't want you guys to remember me like that, and I don't want to hurt anyone. Let's just get this over with," You say pushing yourself out of bed. He grabs you hand and his eyes plead with you.
"Please love, if you die I'll never forgive myself or be the same. I'm broken without you."
"I can't risk physically hurting you or trying to kill you!" You snap. "I...I'm sorry," you say, "I didn't mean to be so harsh, let's go tell the boys," you say. You can see newt is having deja vu.
This is how it all begins.