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The rest of that night fell silent, and Ember headed to bed. She tried not to think of the dreams, and nightmares, connections, and memories. But, her head kept pounding with them like a hammer on a nail.

She fell asleep and dreamed:

She heard everything. Everything that WICKED was planning to do with the kids. Her friends. Thomas would be sent up, and her too. She wouldn't remember Thomas.

She had a crush on him, and he wouldn't even know it. Ugh, why did WICKED have to do this?

They were killing off her friends and family in that Glade. Maybe, just maybe, if she tried to escape this place with Thomas, they could be free from WICKED and leave this all behind.

But her friends. She couldn't leave them. So, she did the only thing she could think of. She headed to Thomas' room.

She knocked on it, "Thomas? Thomas, are you in there? This is urgent. Bananas!" That was there code word for when something was urgent.

He swung the door open, allowing Ember to run inside. She was breathing heavily. "Whoa, Ember, what's wrong? What happened?" His face was filled with worry.

"I overheard WICKED employees in a meeting talking about the next steps to the Maze Trials. Thomas, there going to send us in. Oh, and Aris too. All of our friends are dying in there as well, and I cannot take it! What are you going to go?" Ember sits on Thomas' bed, and he plops down next to her.

He wraps a comforting arm around her, calming her breathing a little bit. She lays her head onto his chest, "Ember, it's going to be okay. I promise. We'll be fine. Your strong. You can handle yourself." He says.

Ember looks up to meet Thomas' eyes. "But, Thomas, don't you understand? We wont remember each other."

He smiles, which makes Ember wonder if he is still not understanding, but then he speaks, "We somehow will, Ember. We have been been friends for too long to not have some kind of feeling of familiarity. WICKED can't break that."

Ember smiled as well, and propped herself up on his bed, escaping his grasp. She looked him in the eyes. "Thomas, I need to tell you something before we forget."

He meets her eyes as well.

"Thomas, I really, really, really, like you. I like, like you. I have ever since we met. You always make me laugh, and cry at the same time. You are the only person who when they say a joke, or honestly anything, when I'm drinking, the drink comes out my nose." He giggles, and a tear drips from his eyes. Now, Ember starts balling as she speaks. "You are always comforting me when I'm scared, or sad. You are the only person I have met here yet that doesn't believe with his whole heart about what WICKED is doing to these kids. I just needed you to know that."

Before Thomas could respond, a WICKED guard is pulling her away from his room.

She kicks and screams, and Thomas tries to grab her in time, but the door closes and he is left alone in the room.

Before the door shuts, Thomas screams, "Ember, remember I-" But is cut off by the slamming sound of the door, that will separate them forever.

Ember was being dragged by two large guards, and wasn't until they strapped her into a chair inside a hospital room when she knew what was happening.

She was going to lose all her memories, and go into the Glade.

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Ember woke up panting, and sweating. the dream had shaken her, and her heart was racing.

She didn't know if she'd just experienced a memory, or a dream. Either way, she felt so close to Thomas. Did she know him earlier than just right now? 

When she saw the sun coming up, and all the other Gladers heading for the kitchen, she rose from her bed and headed to Frypan's station to get some breakfast.

After grabbing her french toast, She went to sit at a table by Thomas, Newt, Minho, and Chuck. She sat by Chuck and Newt.

"Hey shanks!" She called out as she plopped herself down beside them.

"Oh, hey Ember." Minho said. "Nice to see you finally awakened form your private cabin."

"Oh, shut up, Minho." Ember said. " So, what's on the agenda today?" She took a bite of her french toast.

"Not much. Just running section 7 with you." He replies.

Ember sigh, and look around the room before responding, noticing everyone is devouring there breakfast and listening to Minho and her. "When will I be able to run by myself? I mean, I've been a runner for a pretty long time now."

Thomas finally says something before Minho speaks. "What? A runner? Your a runner?"

She looks at him, surprised by his ability to speak since he hasn't talked too much. "Why are you surprised?"

"Oh, I don't know."

Ember's mouth falls agape. "Is it because I'm a girl?"

"No, no, nothing like that. It's just, never mind."

She was becoming annoyed now. "Oh my goodness, just spit it out already! What is it?"

"I just didn't think that Alby would want you getting hurt. You seem like you mean a lot to the people here, and to my imagination, I think that being a runner is hard."

"Oh yeah, it is. But, I'm fine out there."

Neither of them say anything, as they just eat there breakfast some more. Minho, Chuck, and Newt just look at them, wondering what the heck just happened in that awkward encounter.

And Ember was wondering the same thing.

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A/N:


OMG guys! I am literally so mad at myself for not updating this story sooner. I didn't realize how long it has been since I posed on here. (A week or two I think it was)

I hope you enjoyed! Make sure to let me know what you think of the story by simply hitting that start (vote) button, or commenting on the chapter. I will try to post again something today, or tomorrow depending on my schedule, with Christmas coming up in less than a week!!!! :0

Also, last night I was planning to update but ended up not feeling too well, and needed a good nights sleep. Luckily, I feel much better this morning so am updating for y'all.

-I am planning another story that is a Create Your Own Hunger Games, but am waiting for some more readers, so more people can vote and participate in the choices being made.

LOVE YOU GUYS WITH ALL MY HEART!


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