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Thomas' POV
Vincent found someone who could duplicate the cure and they spent all night doing it.
While they were duplicating the cure, I was sitting in the cold cave, across from Y/N.
"You're having a hard time looking at me," she observed.
"No. I just," I stuttered. She cut me off with a small laugh.
"It's okay, Thomas. I know I'm not the. . .easiest person to look at right now." I felt guilty as she looked at her veiny hands. My guilt got worse when I saw a tear slide down her cheek.
"It's not that, Y/N," I sighed, running my hands through my hair. "It's just. . . I lost someone to the flare a few months ago. He was trying to fight it, but. . . He ended up taking his own life to save his friends."
"What was his name?" She asked softly. "If you don't mind," she quickly added.
"Newt." I looked up when I heard her breath get caught in her throat. Her eyes widened and tears were forming.
"What is it? Are you okay?"
"His name was Newt," she said more like a statement than a question.
"Yeah," I said, scrunching my eyebrows in confusion. I hesitated to reach over and grab her hand, but decided last minute not to. "We escaped the Maze and W.C.K.D. together. Y/N, are you alright?" I asked when I noticed her hands shaking.
"Newt was my brother."
My heart jumped at her words. "What?"
"Tall, blonde, kind of skinny?" She described. She bit her lip to stifle a sob as I nodded. "That's my brother, Newt. He was barely a year younger than me."
"I am so sorry," I said softly. This time I didn't hesitate to reach over and grab her hand.
"It's ready," Vincent said, walking over with the doctor behind him holding the blue liquid in a different syringe. For a brief moment, Y/N actually looked scared.
"Don't worry," I whispered, still holding her hand. "I'm not going anywhere."
I bit my lip when the doctor put the syringe into the vein in her arm, making her gasp in pain.
"Thomas," she said, pain lacing her voice.
"I'm here," I said gently, causing her to look at me.
"I. . . I need you to promise me something," she barely got out.
"Anything," I whispered. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them pushing the syringe, causing the blue liquid to enter Y/N's bloodstream.
"I need you to promise that if something happens to me, you'll look after Logan and Laura."
"Y/N," I sighed. "Don't talk like that. You're going to be okay."
"Thomas," she cut me off closing her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were clearer then they had been since I first met her. "Please, Thomas. Please."
Please, Tommy. Please.
For a brief moment, I saw Newt looking at me with the same expression Y/N had on her face. I gave her hand a tight squeeze as my eyes watered. "I promise."
It took the cure a second before it started to have any affect. Once it did, I instantly noticed the color returning to her face.
"We should let her get some rest," Vincent whispered after he put his hand on my shoulder. I looked at Y/N before nodding. I let go of her hand and stood up.
"Thomas." I turned around to see Y/N looking at me. "Thank you."
*****
Vincent and I walked in silence out of the caves. "You know something Thomas?" He said, breaking the silence. "You may not realize it, but you actually give everyone a lot of hope around here."
"I do?"
"Yeah," he said with a slight laugh. "People look towards you. You were brave enough to go against W.C.K.D and that bravery led to all of this."
"If people look towards me, how do I keep this bravery?" I mumbled under my breath.
He stopped walking and turned towards me. "You already are. You already did. By helping Logan and Laura. By saving Y/N you showed people that things truly are getting better."
The second we stepped out of the cave, Logan and Laura ran up to us. "What happened?" Logan asked.
I looked down when I felt a tug on the bottom of my shirt. Laura looked up at me with scared eyes. "Is mommy going to be okay?"
I knelt down so I was eye level with her and smiled. "Mommy is going to be fine."
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