Hope for Us (NEWT) [COMPLETED]

Ch 78 - The Hopeless Point Hope

~Sara~

Rebecca was right; it'd been an exhausting couple of days.

Sara's whole world was spinning around, and it hurt to keep her eyes open. Her arms and legs were almost heavy, and she didn't think she could even move. It didn't help that Minho and Thomas kept commenting about how pale she looked. She touched her own lips, and they were severely chapped.

And what was worse, she hadn't even seen Rebecca since she first put that mask on Sara's face, which also meant that she hadn't been able to go see Newt, and neither did she have the strength to get out of bed.

But no matter how many times she asked, the answer was always the same. No one knew how Newt was doing. And she quickly lost hope of getting him back but was so weak she couldn't even panic about it. 

Against her will, she closed her eyes once again.

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"What was that?" she heard Rebecca's voice before opening her eyes. Sara was now completely unaware of how much time had passed.

There was a long pause before Vince replied. "A call from the church," he said softly, and Sara didn't like the sound of his voice as he said so. "It's Jarrod."

Sara froze.

No...

She wanted to see him at least one more time, and now it was too late. 

But she had to be fair. There was absolutely nothing else that could be done for him, and he was in constant pain. He'd lived longer than he should've, actually. Another victim of WICKED's atrocious doings who deserved his rest too. And now he finally got it.

"I'm so sorry, Vince," said Rebecca, a lot quieter. Silence followed, and Sara tried listening carefully, a bit afraid that Vince was gonna have a major reaction. "Are you going back? We've been stationed in McGrath for a while; we're nothing but a couple minutes away from the church—"

"We're not gonna wait any longer," he said, to her surprise. Not another word about Jarrod was mentioned, and it sounded almost heartless to Sara. It made her wonder if Vince truly cared about people like she thought was the case with the sick boy. "The plan's still on—we're breaking in."

"Now?" Rebecca sounded frantic. Sara wished she could have the strength to get out of bed and stand beside her. They weren't ready.

"Your favorite children are gonna be dead anytime soon!" screamed Vince. "I'm not gonna hold back my people and the plans just because of those two."

"Then you wanna just parade into HQ with this giant berg and everyone in it? Janson's gonna kill you," argued Rebecca. "And no, I'm not gonna leave them, no matter what. Newt's unconscious, Vince. And Sara's too weak."

"Exactly," he snapped. "Which means they're only about a step away from joining Jarrod. We ought to move, now."

Sara heard a loud slam, causing her to flinch a bit. It was Minho, and he was not happy.

"I ought to break your shuck neck if you say one more thing about my friends dying," said Minho.

"Rebecca's right," added Thomas. "Even if you wanna break in, how the shuck are you gonna do it? 'Cause you won't count on me. I'm staying to watch out for my friends."

"Which reminds me..." Minho began, his tone a bit suspicious, "...where have you been sending people?"

Vince scoffed. "I'm trying to do my part of the deal between this woman and I..." he said, gesturing at Rebecca, "and you're gonna start getting all Sherlock on me?"