(A/N): So this is off of an "Imagine" pin on Pinterest ( I know I've done this before but I get a lot of inspiration from those things) the pin said "Imagine : At night in the Scorch it gets really cold and you can't sleep. Thomas notices that and lies down next to you to warm you up." So here's another little fanfic off of an Imagine pin. This'll probably only be four or so chapters long...

You've been hiding in a crevice in the wall of the tunnels for two days now. It's cramped but you know if you crawl out of there the cranks will find you. You can hear their wailing and shudder every time. It's been a week since Jorge banished you. He didn't want to and Brenda had begged him not to, but you had stolen food and the half crazy followers of Jorge demanded justice. They would have killed you, but Brenda had reasoned with them as much as she could and they had decided to just banish you.

You knew you would probably die, with no food and water, constantly surrounded by violent cranks that were past the Gone. Things were grim. At least you were free. You're immune and being a free immune was a rare thing. You had to act sick in front of everyone. In fact, Brenda was the only person who knew. She was like your sister. She was the only one who you knew you could completely trust.

Your leg had fallen asleep and you rubbed it viciously, trying to wake it. There was dust falling all over your face, making you choke. Someone must be making quite the ruckus above ground for that much dust.

Just then you hear a sound. It sounds like a man talking quietly. The strange thing was that it didn't have a level of insanity like most of the voices you've heard. Then you heard a female voice talk back. It sounded like Brenda.

"Brenda?" You whisper rather loudly. "Brenda?"

Their voices stop and you hear running footsteps.

"Come on, slow poke. Do ya feel like dying today?!?"

Yeah that's definitely Brenda. Who is she with? Then you hear another voice "Rose got my nose, I suppose."

There's that iconic little freak face with out a nose. You've bumped into him before. Scariest crank you ever encountered. Brenda and her new friend better hurry or things are going to get rough quick. You lost a finger last time you ran into that crank. They could lose more important limbs.

"Crap." You hear Brenda mutter. You want to call out to her and tell her to come over but you don't for fear the cranks will hear you.

There's more scuffling down the tunnel and suddenly you see Brenda and another guy come into the room and dart under the table. They're coming to hide in your crevice. It figured, you and Brenda had played in these tunnels all the time as kids and this crevice has been your favorite place to hide. You should've known she'd come here.

Brenda stares at you in disbelief for a second before saying in a strained whisper "(y/n)?"

"Hey." You smile. Motioning for her to get i with you before she gets chewed to death by stink head back there.

Brenda smiles wider "You're alive! I thought you'd be dead! Seeing that I've always been the tougher one."

"Whatever! But seriously just shut up and get in here before Rose's boy finds us." You briefly say while pulling her in with you.

"Who's this?" The guy tenses as he hesitantly climbs in the crevice making the tiny space so unbelievably cramped it's insane.

Brenda puts a finger to her lips, he had spoken really loudly. Maybe she finally realized how much danger they were in. Crazy, reckless daredevil of a girl.

"This is (y/n). She's like... my best friend EVER. Since... forever.We had to banish her a couple of days back and I thought she died. Point being, yeah we can trust her."

The brown haired boy relaxed a bit. Looking at you with a less skeptical stare."Oh. Well I'm Thomas."

You nod quickly. "We can get better acquainted later." You jab your thumb in the direction of the oncoming cranks and then make a shh noise.

He nervously licks his lips and nods.

You sit in the crevice for an hour, it's tight and hot in there, never mind being as awkward as heck, but what's the alternative? The cranks are screeching pitifully outside coming closer and closer to your hiding place. Even though your sweating, you start to shudder as the noises pass the room.

Another hour later the noises stop and Brenda whispers "I think we're safe now."

Thomas cracks his neck, "Thank God. Ok, Brenda, you should get out first, then (y/n), and I'll get out last."

"Okay." You whisper back, happy to be with sane people again. Especially Brenda, you missed her so much. It's been crazy lately. You could cry.

You move over as much as possible and Brenda starts to climb out of the hole and under the table to the room outside.

Suddenly the table flips backwards into the wall . "Hello, noses!" You hear a deranged voice cry.

Highly offensive profanities escape your mouth as you see Brenda get flung across the room. You start scrambling back into the hole in the wall when the hideous crank pulls you out by your ankles and slams you to the ground. You gasp for air as the back of your head throb with pain. He's on top of you in an instant trying to bite off your nose.

You frantically elbow and punch wildly in the air, missing every time. Thomas climbs out of the hole and picks up a wrench off the floor. He begins whacking it into the crank's head repeatedly.

Finally you manage to stick you thumb in the crank's eye. He screeches loudly and backs off you only to attack Thomas. You're stuck on the ground for a bit, your vision clouded, and sense of balance gone.

While you recover you see Brenda getting up as fast as she can. Just then, the crank gets the wrench from Thomas and starts sending it in giant swings into his face. Thomas yells in pain and Brenda gets over to him to help him.

Brenda pulls a knife from her boot and starts stabbing the crank several times. You pull yourself up , head swimming and go to help. He wails horrifically and tries to grab Brenda when you send him flying into the wall with a kick to his stomach. Thomas scrambles up and grabs the wrench. He looks pretty dased. You stand next to Brenda and Thomas above the crank. He is curled in a ball in the corner where he threw the table.

You decided jump on top of him and wrestle him on the ground. "Brenda!" You shout. You know you have to kill him. That's the only way you're ever going to get out of there.

She understands and she takes her knife and jams it into his chest, right into his heart. His body relaxes, he's dead.

You're all breathing really heavy and Thomas has several welts , cuts and bruises forming on his head from where the wrench had hit him. Brenda has a bloody nose from hitting the wall face first and you have bruised wrists from where he was holding you and the back of your head is bleeding.

"Everyone okay?" You hear Thomas ask, still breathing hard. You nod and Brenda says "Yeah we're all good. Routine crank killing."

You laugh as you see Thomas take her completely seriously.

"She's joking." You say pushing his shoulder. It gets awkward when he look at you strangely, like his never been touched before. Your smile fades as you say "We'd better get going anyway. His friends won't be far behind."

Brenda peeks out the door. "Not a crank in sight."

Thomas follows her to the door. "Let's go then."

"Alright," you say, " but you guys gotta fill me in first chance we get."

Brenda turns to look at you and sees your head bleeding.

"We've gotta take care of that." She said worriedly. "You're gonna bleed out and die."

You roll my eyes at her. "We're all gonna die if we don't get moving, Ms. Optimistic."

Thomas comes over and looks at your head. "No, she's right. This is bad."

He rips the bottom off his shirt and raps it around your head. "It's still not good..." He mutters. You push him away, "It's good enough."

Both him and Brenda are looking at you concerned. "It's fine, honestly. Let's just go. We'll take better care of it later if we're still alive." Brenda shrugged. "Fine. If ya bleed out, I'll leave you behind."

You walk past them into the tunnels. "Sounds good."

Brenda and Thomas come out of the room after you. Thomas hands you a flashlight. "Thanks." You give him a slight nod. "Nice to meet ya, by the way."

"You too."

You start walking down the tunnels. Brenda first, then Thomas and you at the rear.