"Dad!" I gasp, sitting up and I look around the room.
"Hey, you're okay. You're alright." A voice says and I look to see Thomas and the rest of the boys crowding around me.
"What happened? Where I am?" I ask, clutching on something tighter.
"The Med-jack. Jeff cleaned you up good." Frypan says.
"After taking on Gally like a total badass, you uh, sorta, passed out on us." Chuck says, scratching his head.
"Oh. Is he hurt?" I sniffle.
"Not as much as you though, surprisingly." Thomas says.
"Don't care how bad. As long as he has some type of mark." I say and everyone chuckles.
I then look down to see my hand on Newt's arm. Had I been holding onto it this whole time? I then slowly pull my hand away to feel my forehead.
"The hell is this?" I say, feeling a bandage on my forehead.
"A concussion. And a little bruise from the fall. You also have some strained muscles. But you'll be fine. Jeff is really good at his job." Newt tells me.
"I'm already fine. I don't need an audience. Let's just get on with our lives, okay?" I say. "While we still have them." I mutter the last part as I start to get off the stretcher.
I close my eyes a bit as I feel the muscle in my stomach starting to strain.
"Hey, hey, relax. Okay?" Newt says and I look up at him.
"I'm fine, I said." I tell him and I gently hop off the stretcher.
"Alby's waiting for you." Thomas informs me.
"Thanks." I flatly say as I sit on a chair.
I grab my sneakers and slip them on. I tie the shoelaces extra tight and then wipe off my hands on my ripped jeans.
"How did you do that last night?" Chuck asks.
"Do, what?" I say, putting my hair into a ponytail from a rubber band I found next to me.
"Fight like that. You shucking shredded Gally last night." Chuck says.
"No, I didn't. Just beginners luck." I say.
"Alana, you kept saying dad in your sleep. Do you remember him?" Thomas asks.
"Not really. Everything is still blurred. I don't know, okay? Don't worry about it." I huff.
"Your father. He trained you?" Newt asks, crossing his arms.
"Congrats, you've cracked the case. Yeah, he did. I may not remember him, but I vividly remember his training. Maybe now I know why. Maybe he knew I was gonna be sent here." I trail off.
"You are one damaged shank." I hear Gally say and I snap my head up as he stands by the door way.
"Call me any more of your Glader names again, and you won't have a mouth to call me any of those names." I tell him. "Now, I gotta go find Alby. See ya." I state, walking past everyone.
I step out and my eyes squint due to the sun. But they adjust seconds later. I then see Alby walk over to me.
"Hello, Alana. I'm glad you're okay." He says.
"Hi. Thomas said you wanted to see me?" I say and he nods at me.
"Yeah. Follow me." He says.
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Fanfiction"You cannot be afraid. Now, wipe your shucking tears and fight." "Like you use to say, it's easier said than done." (The Maze Runner, The Scorch Trials and The Death Cure) Achievements #569 writing #676 maze runner #742 bored #63 newt #7 death cure