Clara sorted all the different medial supplies; today the box had coming up and that would mean more supplies and if they were lucky maybe a Med-Jack greenie. Most likely not, for whatever reason all of these boys lacked the common sense it took to heal people. That or they just couldn't take the blood and dirty work. Clara couldn't tell you how many times she had seen a greenie gage over a wound and if you were going to be a Med-Jack then you couldn't get sick every time you saw something new.

The boys always seemed busy as soon as the box came up and with good reason; everyone needed to sort out what went where and who got what but Clara never cared too much for that stuff. To many fight and also she always hated seeing the greenie; it remained her to much of when she came up and how terrified she was. It didn't matter that she loved all the boys now, when she first met them she was scared to death of them all.

Just as Clara finished up cleaning everything and had started to put everything back it there proper boxes she heard the door to the hut being opened. She didn't need to look behind her to know who it was. Newt always brought in the new supple despise the fact that he wasn't Med-Jack he liked to use the excuses that as second in command he was suppose to help everywhere. Clint and Jeff how ever had let Clara know that the young man had never helped out until her pretty face showed up.

Arms wrapped around her waste and brought a smile to her face. Soon the warmth of the larger body was mixing with her and his mouth was on her neck.

"Did my supplies come in?"

"mmmhm"

The young man's voice vibrated against her neck, his kisses were placed delicately sending shivers down her spine and making her toes curl a little.

"Did you ever harvest my herbs?"

"mmmhm"

He moved up to her ear and his hand moved up her body to her chest, Clara loved when he did stuff like this. Just random small moments between them that they could get lost in, intimate moments. Her hand moved up into his hair as his teeth found her ear lobe. Her nails dug through the mass of waves to his scalp and ran her nails over it just how he liked it. The boy quickly turned the girl around looked her in the eyes.

"Not nice, you know I have to work, love."

"Ha who came in here and attacked who?"

They both grinned at each other know they were both to blame. Any tension worked up during the day was most often relived during their nights together.

Newt chuckled and took a step back putting his hands in the air; she kept smiling at him as she watched him limp over to the box of supplies. His limp always upset her; Newt believed that it upset her more than it did him sometimes. She hadn't been as good of a Med-Jack when he had been brought in all bloody and broken and because of that she couldn't fix him properly and because of that he was forever in pain.

He had started to help his lover put thing away, taking his time not wanting to rush his time alone with her. Clint and Jeff would be out helping the others for most of the day; the greenie was here and that meant a party.

"You didn't ask about the Greenie."

"Your right. I didn't."

Sighing Newt shook his head, she loved the guys like brothers and he knew that. He also knew that she didn't like getting attached to the greenies. Clara had patched up too many Newbies and even seen a few die; staying detached made her job easier but always gave the Newbies the wrong idea about her. She cared a lot about everyone it was just she needed to know they could cut it in the Glade before she got to attached to them.

"He seems really capable. Older than Chuck about our age maybe. Can't see him as a builder, seems to smart for that. Might make it as a Track-hoe."

"Oh! Is he tall, dark, and handsome.? Tell me dose his eye sparkle? Should I run out and swoon at his feet?"

Newt just rolled his eye before grabbing her chin and placing a kiss on her plump lips, she happily returned it with a smile on her face. She loved to tease Newt, he wasn't insecure about his place in her lift but he didn't like the idea of anyone thinking they could have what was his. With so many males around it was almost primal for him to protect her.

"No swooning. Unless it's for me."

Clara moved closer to him placing her hands on his shoulders and looked started to kiss his lips a few more time. Newt returned each kiss his hands going to her waste.

"Oh Newt!"

She cried out in quickly turned around her back hit his chest and her hand going to her forehead as she leaned her head back onto his shoulder. Newt held her up a smile on his face. She could lighten his mood no matter the day; Clara was so special like that and it still surprised him to this day that she choice him out of all the Shanks that were there.

"Okay you Shanks put their cloths back on!"

The cry came from Zart who popped in with his eye covered; he and Newt often worked together. The garden was Newt's favorite place to work at, it was relaxing and often gave him a logical reason to come to the clinic; he could simplify go check supplies or bring herbs and no one could say he was slacking off.

"You can uncover your eyes. Slinthead"

"I don't think it's worth Newt clawing my eyes out there, darlin."

Clara just rolled her eyes and moved back to her job. Newt laughed and playfully punched his friend in the gut making him grab his stomach. He quickly turned and tried to make a jump for him but Newt jumped out of the way.

"Hey! Hey no rough housing in the clinic!"

"Yes, mom."

That got Zart a very dirty look but both boys had these shit eating smiles on their faces.

"But Alby sent me to pull you away to help set up for tonight. Looks like he has his hands fun with this Greenie."

That could only mean the newbie was either really thick or he was to cleaver for his own good. If it was the lather that meant Clara was going to have to deal with a lot more cuts and scraps. Clever didn't really work around here; Alby hated questions, as did Gally. They both wanted everything the same for the rest of their day.

Clara wanted to leave the Glade, but it wasn't worth the risk in her mind. She knew the price the maze coast without ever having gone in it; once she had wanted to leave so bad she had pushed Newt to a point where he couldn't take disappointing her any longer. He couldn't take coming back only to tell her nothing had changed; they were still stuck. Her desire to leave had almost destroyed her and Newt and since then she just tried to act like the wall didn't scare her. That she felt trapped and like there was no future to be had. But Newt knew how she felt and what was worse was she knew he knew.

So let me know if you guys would like to hear more about Clara and Newt. If so just follow or leave a comment in the little box. Don't worry I don't bite. Thank you for reading!

Btw I really love that Clara isn't a runner so that won't change at any point.