Newt X Reader

4. The Keepers Pet

Newts POV

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I raced to the doors to stand beside Chuck and the rest of the Glade,

I knew they weren't coming back, but there was a tiny spark of hope in me.

I stood beside Chuck...

(Y/N) was in there... god no if she didnt come out, if Alby didn't come out...

We all stood there for what seemed like hours, more and more boys turned away till it was only me, Chuck and Zart.

"I told you Chuck. They're not coming back."

I placed a hand on the young boys shoulder and turned away from the doors,

But then-

"YES!"

I turned around and so did Zart.

Chuck had a wide grin on his face as Minho and (Y/N) carried Alby towards the glade, with Thomas leading the way,

All the boys came back and cheered as Minho and Thomas collapsed to the floor with Alby,

(Y/N) dropped Alby's arm and leaned over her knees panting,

I rushed over to her, not caring if the rest of the boys saw and scooped her up, hugging her tight against my chest,

I gave her the tiniest kiss on the cheek before she buried her face into my neck, giving me a gentle kiss on my shoulder in return.

"We need the med-jacks! Alby's been stung!"

Minho said,

"Clint! Jeff!"

Zart called,

The two boys came running and with the help of some of the stronger boys, carried Alby to the med-jacks hut. Jeff stayed behind to help with any injuries the other three had.

I was still hugging (Y/N) tight,

"God (Y/N) if you hadn't come back--"

"I would have killed Thomas before the grievers even got to him!"

She laughed attempting a joke and I couldn't help but smile,

I noticed her arm as I pulled away,

"What-?"

"Griever."

Was her only reply, a few boys turned to her wide eyed, as Jeff crouched beside her and began to treat and bandage up her wound.

"What the shuck happened?"

Asked Zart as he sat beside Minho and Thomas.

"We-we saw a grieve."

Thomas breathed out, Minho smiled,

"He didnt just see one. He killed it!"

That sent the glade into a buzz,

"A griever?!"

"What did it look like?"

"Kill it? How?"

I spun and turned to face the glade,

"Enough out of you shanks! We're gonna hold a Gathering about this. Report to the Homestead asap!"

Everyone grumbled but complied and trudged towards the homestead.

(Y/N) was helping up Minho and Thomas.

The four of us headed towards the homestead.

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It was loud and full,