Maze Runner: The Subject Experiment

25 ✿ The Visitor

After Jemma's first visit to A4 - A12 she began to sneak in during her breaks from work in the lab. No one had seemed to notice that she had found a way in or that she continued to enter the prohibited sector.

Of course they all still continued their usual meetings in the maintenance room at night, but these days Jemma needed to spend time with her other friends without Thomas and Teresa there.

About a week after finding the room she was in their bedroom once again. She sat with Minho, he was updating her on the events of the day, while they were waiting for Moira and Newt to come back.

Newt and Moira had gone off alone together again. They seemed to be doing that more frequently as time went on...

Jemma half-hoped that Newt would hurry up and tell Moira how he felt. She knew they'd be a perfect couple. However, the other half of her hoped she wouldn't have to fulfil her side of the deal.

"Seriously, Minho?"

Minho was telling her about Gally's attempts to get close to Moira.

"Yeah, he was only putting his hand on her shoulder but Newt went bright red!"

Minho couldn't stop laughing.

"He was so angry, you should have seen it!"

"I can't believe that actually happened," chuckled Jemma. She nudged Minho's shoulder as she laughed.

"And then you should have seen Gally's face, Jemsy, it was all-"

Minho pulled a face to mimic Gally's which forced Jemma to erupt with laughter.

Just as they were both absorbed in a laughing fit there was a loud thudding on the door.

Their laugher was silenced as there heads snapped up to face the door.

Neither Newt or Moira knocked like that...

"Jemma..." whispered Minho. "Go and hide under one of the beds."

"Why, who is it? W.I.C.K.E.D.?"

"They might be here to bring me for testing. Go, NOW!" hissed Minho as he got up to answer the door.

Jemma slid under the far right bunk bed and lay down, flat and still. If it was W.I.C.K.E.D. and they had found her here, they could all be in danger.

Minho looked back to check she was hidden before answering.

The door opened.

Jemma held her breath.

She heard Minho's voice first.

"What? How did you guys get here?"

"Is she in here?"

Jemma's stomach churned. She knew that voice.

"What are you talking about?" asked Minho.

"Cut the crap, Minho. We know she's in here."

With a deep breath the prepare herself, Jemma emerged from under the bed. 

There they stood.

Thomas and Teresa.

"So this is where you've been disappearing off to," Thomas said coldly.

Jemma didn't know what to say.

"What are you doing here? How did you-"

"We followed you," admitted Teresa.

"What?" gasped Jemma. She glared at Thomas. "Why?"

"We knew you were wondering off somewhere, Jemma. We're not stupid," said Thomas.