Thomas's POV:
Newt asks me again, "Please Tommy, Please kill me." I say,"No!" I think about something that I just now remembered. Newt tackles me to the ground and growls at me. I secretly pull a vial out of my pocket and a needle. I discreetly and quickly put the vial in the needle and I say with fake resignation, "I love you Newt." I slip out of his hold and I tackle him to the ground. He whispers,"Thank you Tommy," in a husky voice due to all of the growling and screaming. I nod and I stab him with the needle. He gasps for air and I watch him. A tear slips down my cheek. Please let this work. I can't lose him. I can't live without him. I love him. Another tear. Just when I've lost all hope that my Newt will come back to me, he gasps for air again and his face starts going back to normal. He continues gasping for air, until he catches his breath. He finally catches his breath and looks at me. He pulls my face down to his. He asks me with a questioning look on his face,"Did you really mean it when you said that you loved me?" I say,"Of course I did. I love you Newt,"a tear slips down my cheek. I continue starting to sob, "I-If I-I L-lost you I D-Don't know W-what I'd do. I-i almost did when.../" Newt cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. I kiss him back fiercely, like I'm going to lose him like I almost did. I kiss him back with all of the love that I refrained from showing him when I met him again in the Maze. He kisses me back with the same fierce passion.