The Death Cure - Gally oc

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Gally's POV.

When the burg touches down and the doors finally open again we're greeted by the smell of saltwater and the view of the ocean, something I thought I'd never see. I take a moment to look past the the grey dock and the massive steam ship to admire the endless water. Finley would love it.

I pick her up gently as I can and follow the others down the ramp. A bunch of similarly aged immunes run towards the burg to greet the new batch of kids from WCKD.

"This way." Brenda gestured for me to follow Vince and Jorge who were taking Thomas inside a large wooden and metal building, the only one, it seemed, for miles. I find myself thinking it's somewhat reminiscent of an empty barn.

Once inside I pass a large map covered table to place her slowly onto a low cot somewhat hidden at the back, a twin to the one Thomas lay in. I could tell Vince was no doctor but he certainly seemed to know what to do enough to keep the two of them alive, something I found myself eternally grateful for.

I take Finley's hand and give it a small squeeze, freezing when I sense a new presence. Looking over my shoulder I find a somewhat lanky boy standing in the entrance, looking like he's just seen a ghost. He studies Finley for a moment longer and turns to leave, his expression unchanging.

I look at Finley's calm form again, curious about the boys odd reaction, and without a second thought I jump up follow him.

Once outside I spot the kid immediately, with Frypan's hand on his shoulder, explaining something calmly but clearly with a great deal of interest. Minho stands nearby, soon joined by two girls I didn't recognize; One with a long blonde braid down her back and the other with a mass of brown dreads tied back with a scarf.

Curious, I join the group, catching the tail end of Frypans explanation. "The three of us agreed she looked familiar, but it wasn't until now that I see why." Now that I was closer I was at last able to get a good look at the kid, sure enough almost everything from the color of his hair to the very shape of his face was reminiscent of Finley. "I don't have any kind of explanation just thought you oughta know." Frypan finishes, a bit awkwardly.

"Probably a coincidence." The blonde girl speculates.

"She had a brother." I reveal, alerting them to my presence. "A-a younger brother, he was immune. WCKD took him when she was young." I find myself unable look away from the kid. Even the way he was avoiding eye contact was near identical to Finley whenever discussing a remotely personal topic.

Everyone seems a bit too stunned to speak for a second, minds all racing with the same thoughts. Frypan breaks the silence. "None of us can remember our life before the maze but you recognized her, why?"

Finley's POV.

I gasp as I wake up, feeling disoriented. Instinctually I try to sit up and find out where I am and hiss through my teeth at the shooting pain in my side. Cautiously I lift my shirt and peel a bandage to the side, revealing dry blood and a row of not quite even stitches. I tentatively put the bandage back down and look around.

The large open room around me is filled with miscellaneous items and one unconscious Thomas, lying in a low cot identical to mine a few feet away. I wonder what happened to him.

"It's like I said, I can't know her obviously but..." I can barely make out a male voice coming from outside. "I've seen her, in dreams that felt like memories." Feeling drawn to the voice I swing my legs off the bed and push myself up, wincing at the movement. "I can't explain it, I just know that she's important. Most memories were just flashes, short moments I could never really understand but..." I hear him huff, he sounds nervous and confused by his own words.

Stumbling slightly I teeter over to the door less hole in the wall, where I'm forced I put my weight on the doorframe. I find Gally a few feet away with his back to me. He's facing a cluster of people all listening intently. I find Minho, Brenda, two girls I don't recognize, and the source of the voice. When my eyes land on him my breath catches in my throat.

He licks his lips and continues. "There's one dream that I've had over and over again. I'm being dragged away by people in WCKD uniforms, and she's screaming. She always says the same thing." He says, made barely present by the thought, "I'll find you. I promise—"

"I promise, I'll stop them. I won't stop looking until I bring you home." I finish for him with a shaky voice, all heads snapping in my direction. He faces me fully and I can barely believe it's him. I feel tears well in my eyes, overwhelmed. "Aris?"

His expression echos mine, with twice the confusion. Hesitantly he nods, ever so slightly. I take a tentative step forwards ignoring my aching side, overcome by emotion I find myself quickly closing the gap between us and finally wrapping my arms around my little brother. Much to my — and I suspect his — surprise he hugs me right back.

After a long moment I take a small step back and look at him in wonderment. He'd certainly changed since he was eight but it was undoubtedly him; He had the same narrow chin, deep set eyes and curious sideways smile. "Shit." I say lightly.

"What?" He asks.

"I used to be the tall one." It was true, I used to comfortably rest my chin on top of his head when I hugged him.

A sudden shooting pain hits my side and I can't stop myself from wincing, my hand naturally grabbing my side.

I feel Gally gently take my arm. "You okay?"

"Just got stabbed, took down the WCKD and found my little brother." I answer lightheartedly. "I'm on top of the world." Whatever amount of uncertainty had remained in Aris's expression disappeared and he just grinned from ear to ear in awe.

"Yeah 'bout that, you may wanna be careful, you and I have a total of two fully functioning lungs between us." Gally replies somewhere between joking and worried.

Filled with unshakable happiness I simply smirk. "Good, the second one was only holding me back."

This is the second last part btw.