Chapter 3

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Casey POV 

     We finally arrive back at the Right Arm camp, everyone anxiously waiting for the train cart that we stole from WCKD to be opened. 

     Thomas and Newt force the hole in the metal that Newt made earlier open. The two of them, along with Brenda, Frypan and I all swarm into the cart. I know at first glance the truth, but I refuse to believe it until I see every face. Unfortunately, I am right. Based on the reaction from Thomas, he has realized it too. Minho is not here. 

—-

     I sit with Newt by the fire, both of us staring into the flames. 

     "We'll find him." I say, trying to sound reassuring. I rest my head on Newt's shoulder, and he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "I hope so." He says quietly. He leans down and kisses the top of my head. 

     We sit there for awhile, as the sky grows darker, and the faint stars above us begin to appear. 

—-

     After almost being spotted by a WCKD patrol, the entire camp went into lockdown. We had to turn off all the lights and put out all the fires. 

     Finally, they left, and we were free to sleep. 

     "We can't keep going like this. They're going to find us eventually." I think to myself, as I lay awake in my hammock. 

     My left arm hangs over the edge of the hammock, and my fingers are intertwined with Newt's as he lays in the hammock next to mine. 

     I close my eyes, and finally let myself fall into an uneasy sleep. 

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     I wake up abruptly to movement beside me. I have always been a light sleeper, so it is impossible for someone to sneak up behind me. And in this case, it's good, as I see Newt carefully getting out of his hammock and leaving to go somewhere. 

     I cautiously get out of my own hammock, and follow him. 

     "Maybe I'm just being paranoid, maybe he's just going for a walk. I just really hope he's not doing anything stupid." 

     "Newt? Where are you going?" I call out to him quietly, only a few steps away from him. Newt slowly turns around, with a guilty expression on his face. Now I feel even more nervous. 

     Newt walks closer to me, taking my hands in his. "I think Thomas is about to leave so he can go after Minho himself. I can't let him do that, he's my best friend. So, I'm going to help him. I'll be back soon though, I promise." 

     I frown at him, hurt and betrayal written all over my face. "You're leaving without me?" I ask in a heartbroken voice. Newt winces. "I don't want you to get hurt." He whispers. "And I don't want you to get hurt." I whisper back. "I'm coming with you. We need to protect each other, that's what couples do." 

     "I am trying to protect you," Newt reasons. "by not letting you come. You're safer here." "I'm safe wherever you are. I know that you can protect me, and I want you to know that I can protect you." I argue. He stares at me for a moment, then says. "If you die, that will kill me." "If we're separated, then we have no idea if the other is still alive or not. We need to stick together, that way we can keep each other safe. If you die, I die. We die together. I would rather that, instead of you going missing for months, and I find out later that you died, and I could have saved you. Please Newt. Please let me come with you." I say desperately, my voice starting to crack with tears. 

     It becomes difficult to see him, through my blurry vision, but I'm pretty sure he's tearing up too. 

     After a long moment of us staring at each other, Newt sighs and says. "Alright love, you can come. But please let me protect you, and please don't do anything stupid, at least not without me. Okay?" I nod, smiling at him. He smiles back, and says. "Alright, lets find this dumb shank and make sure he doesn't get himself killed." 

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     I sit in the back seat of the car, waiting impatiently for Thomas to show up. Frypan is in the drivers seat, and Newt is waiting beside the car in the dark, so Thomas won't see him right away. 

     Finally, I hear footsteps approaching, then Newt's voice from the darkness. 

     "And where do you think you're going?" He asks, walking into the light. Thomas looks at Newt with a face full of surprise and guilt. 

     "I'm going to get Minho back." Thomas finally says. "By yourself?" Newt questions, crossing his arms. "I don't want anyone else to get hurt because of me." Thomas explains. Newt looks at him with sympathy in his eyes. "Minho is my friend too, and I want to get him back just as much as you do. Plus, you'll need backup." On cue, Frypan rolls down his window and grins at Thomas. I lean forward, out of the shadows, and rest my arms on my own windowsill, also smiling. 

     "There's no way you're going to talk us out of this." Newt says, glancing at me with a smirk. Thomas looks from Frypan, to me, then back to Newt. "Come on, lets go get Minho back." Newt adds. He opens my door, and slides in beside me. 

     Thomas finally moves forward, around the car, and into the passenger seat. He looks at all of us, and says. "Thank you." 

     With that, the four of us drive away from the Right Arm camp, and towards WCKD. "We are getting Minho back,"  I think to myself determinedly. "even if it kills us." 

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