Aurthor's note: I watched the Death Cure and I cried at the ending, it was an amazing movie and the books are brilliant but this is how I wished it had ended. Shipping Newtmas 100%. I hope that you enjoy this story, reviews are welcomed with open arms (This is my first Maze Runner story, sorry if it is bad).

Warnings: Violence, blood, language, protective Thomas, protective Newt, Newtmas.

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Thomas woke up in the hospital room and he realised that he was strapped down to the bed. He tried to pull his wrists free but it was useless. He thrashed about as he desperately fought against his restraints, not willing to give up. Eventually, he gave up as the realisation hit him... Newt was dead. 'Why? He didn't deserve it! He should still be here... I should have died instead'. At these deathly thoughts, he heard movement from somewhere out of sight. Thomas tried to crane his neck around but it was in vain, 'Who is that?', is what he wanted to ask but was too scared to do so. Thomas thrashed about to try and get free, despite knowing that it would be useless.

"There's no point in fighting" Janson walked into view and he smirked.

Thomas gritted his teeth and glared at his captor, "What the hell do you want?!", he spat

Janson rolled his eyes as he got closer, "We both know the answer to that", he said, patting Thomas's arm.

'Want my blood? You can take it all, got no need for it anymore', Thomas thought to himself. Janson saw Thomas's expression and scoffed, "Come on now, boy! It's not that bad now, is it? Besides, you don't seem to be very keen to keep it anymore, so just let me have it".

Thomas sighed but he continued to glare at Janson with ice cold eyes.

"What is this now? Silent treatment?", Jason laughed, causing Thomas to growl in anger. "And now we are having a growling competition! What fun! Let's see who can growl louder, shall we?", Janson growled in a mocking way that made Thomas sigh heavily.

"Why don't you just kill me?" Thomas asked.

"Because you are too valuable to be slaughtered like a common lab rat. You have something that I want and I have something that you want" Janson grabbed the syringe off of the table as he spoke.

Thomas watched Janson with a blank expression, just wanting everything to end so that he might

see Newt in another place soon.

"I don't want Teresa. You have nothing that belongs to me. I don't want anything from you" Thomas sighed because he knew who his heart had belonged to. Tears began to well up as he remembered Newt's face as he died.

"Is that so?" Janson then looked up slightly and he grinned evilly "Did you hear that, Newt?! He doesn't want you!".

Thomas turned his head to the side and his eyes widened when he saw that Newt was sat on the floor in the corner, with his hands and ankles tied together and that he had a cloth in his mouth to gag him "Newt?".

Newt looked up at Thomas and he thrashed around as he tried to get free, but the ropes that restrained his wrists were also attached to a long heavy chain that was attached to the wall.

Thomas saw the blood on Newt's shirt and he was confused "But he died? He turned into a crank and he stabbed himself?"

"We found him and we brought him back here for testing. It appears that he was still alive but just barely. He's been there for two days you know? Your blood reversed the effects of the flare on him. He's just in a lot of pain because of what he went through whilst you slept" Janson explained and then he walked over to Newt.

Thomas grew angrier as Janson approached and crouched down in front of Newt. He thrashed around and the heart and blood pressure monitor's reading increased "Stay away from him!"

Newt tried to scramble away from Janson but the evil man grabbed his hair and yanked his head back "Tommy!" The muffled cry that escaped from his lips brought tears to Thomas's eyes.

"Get away from him!" Thomas shouted.

Janson smirked and he whacked Newt's head against the wall "You might want to watch your heart rate and blood pressure, boy. I might take your blood from you". He then started to untie Newt's ankles.

Thomas saw the red marks on the blond's ankles and he saw the fear in Newt's eyes when he looked at him "Let him go!"

Janson stood up and he walked over to where Thomas was "There's no point, he probably can't walk anyway" He grabbed the needle and he rolled up Thomas's sleeve.

Newt saw red and he jumped to his feet, he ran at Janson but the chain stopped him from tackling the wicked man.

Janson had jumped but he cackled "Looks like he has enough strength in him to try an protect the person that he loves".

Thomas looked at Janson and then at Newt "What?"

"We took some of his blood away from him when you were lying next to him. He got protective every time we went to take some of your blood. The brain releases a hormone called Oxytocin when a person is in love, Newt's heart rate increases every time he looks at you and his blood pressure increases when you are in danger" Janson explained and then he grabbed Newt's wrist "Why don't you hold his hand, Newt?"

Newt realised that his heart rate would increase and that would mean that he was in danger of being tortured. He was scared and in pain, he did not want to be put through any more agony but he desperately wanted to hold Thomas. He wanted to feel loved and cherished by Thomas but he had to truly and protect himself. "No!" he yelled as he thrashed around.

Thomas tried to pull at his own restraints, he had to protect Newt; he let him down once and he could not do it again. He had to protect him "Let go of him! Leave him alone!" he shouted at Janson.

Janson pushed the surgical bed closer to Newt and he forced Newt's hand down onto Thomas's hand.

Newt started to cry and he tried to pull away, but Janson pointed a gun at Thomas. "Please" he pleaded.

"Hold his hand or I'll shoot him!" Janson threatened.

Newt stopped resisting and he held onto Thomas's hand, he choked on his tears when Thomas squeezed his hand and he looked at Thomas.

"It's okay. I've missed you. I missed seeing your warm, caring, kind eyes." Thomas smiled at Newt.

Newt stopped crying as he gazed into Thomas's eyes. He felt safe.

"Teresa, get the needle" Janson instructed.

Newt began to panic and he looked at Teresa "Please don't. Teresa, please!" he begged.

Teresa walked over with a needle that contained a yellow liquid. She grabbed Newt's wrist and she injected the liquid into Newt.

Newt began to scream and he cried long and hard.

"What was that? What have you done to him?" Thomas asked and he looked at Teresa.

"It's an acid. It stops him from relaxing too much" Teresa answered.

Thomas looked at Newt and he saw the pain on his face "Fuck. Newt, it's okay, I'm here. Just hold onto me!"

Newt cried because of the pain and his knees gave way, he collapsed onto his knees but he held onto Thomas's hand "Mmmpphh!"

"Ssshh it's okay. I'm here, Newt" Thomas cooed.

Newt calmed down as the pain lessened a little but he could not stand up.

"Let Newt go, you can have me just let him go" Thomas offered.

"No!" Newt yelled "Tommy!"

"No, without Newt we cannot extract your blood when it is at its best. Maybe we could find some other ways of making him scream?" Janson suggested.

Newt had already gone through a lot of pain and he was terrified of what else could happen to him.

"Don't you dare hurt him, touch one hair on his head and I will rip your throat out!" Thomas shouted.

Newt pulled himself up and he looked at Thomas "I'm sorry, Tommy".

Thomas looked at Newt and he squeezed his hand "You have nothing to be sorry for. It's gonna be okay".

Teresa yanked up Newt's shirt and Thomas saw all of the bruises on Newt's abdomen. She then extracted some blood.

"Oh, Newt" Thomas started to cry as he stared at Newt's injuries.

Newt did not know what to do, so he followed his instinct and he bent over slightly to rest his head on Thomas's chest.

Thomas wanted to hold Newt, but he kissed Newt's head instead and he nuzzled into the blond's hair.

Newt completely relaxed and he closed his eyes.

Teresa passed the syringe that contained Thomas's blood over to Janson and then she left the room.

"Finally" Janson went to inject himself.

However, by leaning down to rest his head on Thomas's chest, Newt had been able to free one of Thomas's wrists and Thomas had started to untie the ropes around Newt's wrists. Once he was free, Newt lunged at Janson and he knocked the syringe out of his hand, landing a blow to his chin within the process. Newt pulled his gag off and then he tackled Janson to the ground.