"The Cure"

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Brenda and Thomas walk through the empty halls of the WICKED building. Bodies and lab equipment strewn everywhere. It makes Thomas feel sick but he didn't let it show.

    They are almost at Teresa's floor when they come across Ava Paige. Well, she was laying on the carpet with a bullet through her stomach.

    He crouches beside her and just stares at her. He felt she deserved it. Who could have shot her though? After standing back up they continue walking.

    Once they were on Teresa's floor, which was the top one, they began searching for her. One of the laboratories is really messed up. Practically everything in there had been overturned or thrown onto the floor. Thomas notices 3 bodies on floor. One of them being Janson and the others, Cranks. Janson's body and face had been ripped to shreds. His eyes wide open or what was left of them.

    When they finally found her lab, she was sitting on a stall with her head in her hands. The glass door has been smashed so they just walk straight in. Brenda kicks some of the shards on floor making Teresa glance up at them.

    "Thomas!" She stood up.

    "Just do what you need to do and let's get the hell out of here! Vince is bringing the Berg to the roof." The sound of an explosion rang through the air. The three of them looked out window to see explosions followed by explosions, blowing up the whole city.

    "Okay, I need to take sample of your blood. So sit there." She points to the stall she was just sitting on. Thomas watches her work, Brenda stands next to him. Everyone flinches whenever a bomb goes off and every BANG makes the whole building shake.

    "Are you finished yet?" Thomas asks getting slightly irritated.

    "Nearly..." She pushed the blue contents of the syringe into the small metal capsule and put the capsule into an injector. "Done!"

    He snatches it from her and ran out the door, Brenda and Teresa tag along behind him. The elevators were jammed so they had to use the stairs. Some of the steps were broken and the others creaked and groaned. He slams open the door to the roof and hurries out.

    The Berg rises up and the spinning of the blades fill their ears. The back opens to reveal Vince, Gally, Frypan, Minho and the kids. It's unable to land on the roof because the entire building would collapse. The explosions are now targeted on the building.

    "Grab my hand!" Vince shouts down to them, stretching out his hand.

    "Brenda you go first," says Thomas. Brenda attempts to grab his hand but fails. "You need to get closer!" He yells. One of the kids, a blonde haired boy around 15, shouts to Jorge to move closer.

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After many attempts the three of them were on the Berg and on their way to the Safe Haven. Frypan has told Thomas where they were keeping Newt restrained, just in case he woke up and starts to thrash about. The Berg has a few side rooms to keep supplies of ammo and in one room there was a table that they put Newt on.

    The door creaked as Thomas and the others entered the room. He squeezed the injector in his hand, a cold feeling running through his fingers. His mind wondered back to when him and Newt were on roof, when he told Thomas that he had the Flare and when Newt showed him his wrist. His wrist, that had dark blue and green veins climbing up the inside of his arm.

    Newt looked quite peaceful just laying but, to Thomas, the table looked a bit uncomfortable. He walked up to him and held his wrist. He was nervous to say the least. What if it didn't work? No it will work, it worked for Brenda.

    A hand is placed on his shoulder. Minho was next to him, "Do it and this'll all be over. He'll be okay." He tells Thomas. He places the injector on Newt's wrist and put his thumb on the button. Minho shakily squeezes his shoulder.

    As soon as he presses the button, it clicks and the blue liquid releases into Newt's bloodstream. He let's out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. As if by magic Newt's face begins to slowly regain colour.

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Everyone is now either asleep or talking to each other. All the kids were sleeping. No one talks to Teresa because they still didn't trust her despite there being no one else, who worked for WICKED, for her to contact. She didn't mind it though. After being up till the early hours of the morning on most nights, she was tired.

    Thomas is situated in a small fold out chair. He's been there for about half an hour just thinking and staring at Newt. Someone knocks on the door and enters.

    "Hey Greenie." Gally says almost whispering.

    "Hey. How far we got left?" He queries not taking his eyes off Newt.

    "Jorge said about another hour so you should get some rest instead of staring into Newt's soul." Gally smiles to himself then thinks of something that might lift his mood, "Do you remember your second night in the Glade, at the campfire?"

    "Sort of yeah, why?"

    Thomas is finally looking at him when he says, "And do you remember what happened that night with you and him?" Gally nods towards Newt and he notices how Thomas' face changes from confusion to realisation.

    "We were drunk on your disgusting drink," Gally laughs, "and I told him about my dreams... Then he asked if he could try something so I said yeah. He leaned in and we almost kissed and then...and then the Grievers came." Gally could see the happiness change to sadness spread across his face.

    "Yeah I know. I saw but didn't draw any attention despite how much I hated you. And anyway, no one noticed." Thomas rises from the seat and they man-hug.

    "Thanks." Thomas whispers patting Gally's back.

    "For what?"

    "Helping us... With everything." They pull back and Thomas sits down and puts his head in his hands. Newt looks a lot better now. Earlier Teresa had come in with a cloth and wiped Newt's mouth and chin.

    Gally makes his way to the door while scratching his head, "You should sleep..."

    Thomas looks behind him and up at the other man, "I will and you should probably go 'n talk to Minho." Gally just nods and walks out the room shutting the door silently behind him.

    Thomas stares at the door for a moment before getting up and sitting on nearby crate and leans his head on the wall, falling into a well earned sleep.


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