Beginnings NewtXReader

Preparation

Teresa is working on getting our tags out, and by tags I mean W.I.C.K.E.D has a chip in the backs of our necks right above our tattoos that they put on us.

Right now I am with Frypan and Gally, we are getting our deiscises ready. Newt, Thomas, Gally and myself are going to dress like W.I.C.K.E.D soldiers. The rest of the group did try to make me go along with Frypans part of the plan because they don't want me going into W.I.C.K.E.D because well, they are all out to get me. There out to get all of us but me a bit more then the others, because of my supernatural powers, which by the way. I still don't completely understand. I also have had not very much time to practice with them, I try but I am still a rookie.

"Y/N, are you sure you won't go with Frypan and get in the crain?" Gally asked me as he handed me a pair of pants for me to try on. I walked behind a low wall to try them on while still talking to the boys.
"Ywa Gally I am sure. Besides, if you guys need me, who's going to save your ashes if this goes south?" I joke.

"We're serious" Frypan says.

I walk out from behind the wall with the W.I.C.K.E.D pants on. "Yeah. I know. And again, I'm sure. I'll be okay, promise" I said then pull the pants up a bit and then down a little, making sure they were secure around my waist. "They fit pretty good" I say and Frypan nods.

"Yeah, they look good. Those will work" Gally said. "Here" he then handed me a shirt and vest to put on. I wasn't going to put them on quite yet, after I got my chip out I will.

"Who's next?" Newt walled in holding a cloth to the back of his neck.
"That would be me." Gally said walking out and towards the room where Teresa was cutting into the backs of our necks.

Frypan walked away to wait for Gally to finish for his turn.

"How is your neck?" I ask Newt as he walks over to me at the table and looks through the W.I.C.K.E.D clothes to find some that would fit him.
"I'm not going to lie, it bloody hurts" he groaned and removed the cloth from his neck and set it on the table. I saw it full of spots of blood. Then I saw the back of his neck, a short but deep vertical cut, ouch.

"Here" I say handing him a pair of trousers and shirt along with a coat that I know will fit him.
"Thanks" he mumbles then goes to the small changing room.
He is closing himself off more lately. I don't like it, not one shucking bit.

Newt's POV

I walk into the changing room, to put on some clothes.

After I change, I go into my coat that I was previously wearing. In the inner pocket on the inside of the brown coat I pull out the small black box that held the two rings I had, once for myself and the other for Y/N. I was going to prapose. Doubt I'll get the chance.

I took the black box out and set it down on the small chair in the changing room. I dug in the pockets and pulled out two more things out of my old coat. One is a small silver cylinder capsule, it held a special note, for Tommy. And another capsule, this one bronze. It was Y/N's.
Both capsules contained notes.
I put the bronze one into the black box along with the wedding rings. I would give it all to her when the time is right. As for the silver capsule, well it is on a necklace. So I put it on around my neck, underneath my shirt. I then placed the black box into my inner coat pocket.

"Hey Newt, you alright in there?" I heard Y/N say as she knocked on the door. "Yeah love. I'm just fine" I said. Then I opened the door to the changing room to see the love of my life standing there. She was still waiting her turn for getting her neck bloody cut into. Must be Gally takin up so much time being a buggin baby about it. "Newt, are you sure that everything is alright?" She asked raising her brow. Shuck, she knows I'm lying. "Yeah, right now I am just fine. This bloody flare is a real bitch" I said and her eyes widened slightly, must've been the language. I don't use very vulgar words often. Then y/n walked into the small changing room and hugged me, her head and face buried into my chest. "Newt, just hold on. We will fix this" she said muffled by my coat. I wrapped my arms around her, tightly. I rested my chin atop her head and rubbed her back with one hand and with the other I softly brushed through her hair. "I know love. I know"

We stood there holding each other, lightly swaying back and forth. The acasional sniffle coming from y/n. I know she was really hurting about this all. This whole situation is so bloody terrifying and stressful.

"Hey, yo y/n you're....." Frypan starts walking over then saw y/n and I. "Should I come back later?"
I feel y/n shake her head with a small sad chuckle as she turns to Frypan out of my chest. "No Fry, its fine" she sniffled and wiped the stray tears off her face. Then Fry nodded and walked away.

Y/N turned back to me. I walked closer to her and placed my hands on both side of her face, I wiped the small tears off her cheeks with my thumbs. "Its going to be alright love" I said.

Y/N POV

"Its going to be alright love" he said to me in his deep vaice along with his thick accent that I love so much.
I nodded to him. Then he pulled me close once more, kissed me passionately. When we finished I had to leave to go get my tag removed.

I walked into the room where Teresa was, the was sitting in a chair with another chair in front of her, it was empty, meaning that is where I must sit. Beside Teresa on a small table is a tray, full of tools and bloodied gauze.
"Hey" she mumbled. My blood started to boil just being in the same room as her. I must hummed in response to her. "Take a seat please" she spoke and I complied. I sat on the chair, backwards, so the back rest of the chair was to my chest. It would be there so it was something I could hold on to while in pain. I felt Teresa's hands on the back of my neck. She was moving my hair out of the way.

"I saw Newt's arm" she said as she started to slice into my arm. I winced in pain. "Yeah you saw it!? Why do you even care?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, what I saw is that he has scars all over his wrist"
I was confused, did she not see that his right arm is covered in black veins indicating that he has the flare. Maybe she only saw his lower arms. Where he used to cut.

"Oh, yeah he used to have problems back in the maze. Now I'll ask again. Why do you care?" I said.

"I care because believe it or not he was my friend too" she said while pulling the tag out of my neck. I winced and she handed me a gauze pad that I then pressed to the back of my neck to soak the blood.

"He's not your friend, maybe he was before the whole shucking maze but now. Well now you are nothing more then a damn traitor" I scolded "And Thomas is the same way about it" I said and she looked to me truly hurt by what I said. Good. Then I left the room before she could say anything more.

I found Thomas and told him that it was his turn to get his tag cut out. Then I warned him about Teresa's new caring heart all of a sudden.

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