AN: Hello everyone we're back and totally not procrastinating from A levels to write this. Enjoy! - Sarah and Emma xx
Disclaimer: Don't own maze runner
"Please, let me stay. I was only going to stay in harbour in case the flares make the sea levels rise."
"Well there are plenty of boats around, go find another one,"
Newt looked panicked,
"The flares could happen any minute, I don't want to burn alive whilst swimming!"
"Well tough, we have no room for hijackers on this yacht,"
"Lyra, we need the extra crew members, he could take over the sails."
"Why are you defending him! He stole my boat!"
"I wasn't going to-"
"Shut up, we don't know if he can be trusted,"
"You can, I promise,"
"Shut. Up. We don't have the supplies,"
Liar
"I don't have much, but I brought some stuff in a dry bag, enough to last me a while,"
"Lyra, we need him,"
Lyra wasn't convinced but Ally saw the fear burning in his eyes. That sort of look couldn't be faked.
"Let him stay," Ally pleaded,
"Fine," Lyra said, frustrated, "but I hope you can sail because you have to work the main sails, Newt, whatever kind of name that it."
"Thank you," He breathed, "I know how to sail, not a yacht, but smaller stuff,"
"What did you sail," Lyra said, her curiosity leading her,
"Lazer Radial,"
"This is nothing like a Lazer, so you had better learn fast. If you're no use, I will throw you off this ship."
"We've run out of time, we have to go inside," Ally cut across. She had no idea what a Lazer Radial was and she frankly didn't care. Her internal ticking had finally stopped.
"Fine," Lyra said, cutting the engine, "we're not moving any further until the flares pass. Ally, how long after they finish before any possible tsunamis hit?"
"We're a good thousand or so miles from the Arctic so I'd say an hour, two hours max."
"Then we'll use that time to move even further out. If we can get far enough then we way be able to ride over the wave. I'll take the captain's rooms. Ally, you can have the front double. Newt, you can go in one of the bunk bed rooms- preferably as far away from me as you can. Ally may trust you but I still don't." She strode from the deck with an armful of supplies and a flip of her short, dark brown hair.
"Bloody hell, she's a fireball!" Newt exclaimed as he watched her walk away.
"Yeah, well I bet you didn't have the journey we had," Ally said bitterly. She had kept herself together for Lyra but now the weight of Rhea's death was slowly starting to sink in. She picked up as much of the stuff that was scattered on the deck as she could and Newt did the same before they made their way inside to dump it on the floor, they hastily repeated the journey with Lyra until all the things they'd scavenged were in before shutting the hatch behind them.
They seemed to be in a sort of living area filled with sofas and tables. In the corner was a desk with computer screens mounted on the wall- the navigation system. As Ally walked round she saw a narrow kitchen on the other side of the steps to the hatch.
Lyra pointed to the kitchen,
"At the end of the kitchen, there is a door, that's to my cabin. At the other end of the boat, at the front, is Ally's. Before you get there, there is another door on your left. That is where I'm putting you, far away from me, but first I need to get my stuff out of the wardrobe. Oh, and please put the towel back where you found it, much appreciated."
She walked to the front to get her stuff leaving Ally and Newt in the living room.
"Thank you, although I did think for a minute she was going to throw me into the sea," Newt said, breaking the brief silence.
"You're not safe quite yet, you still need to prove you can sail,"
He laughed nervously,
"Why do you trust me?"
"I don't completely but I saw the fear in your eyes and… I don't know, I knew you were telling the truth. Plus, we do need an extra person…"
"Why did you set off if you didn't have enough crew,"
"When we set off, we did,"
Ally turned her back to him so he wouldn't see the tears building up. She started taking the food to the kitchen and finding places for everything. Lyra reappeared holding a bundle of clothes and walked through the kitchen to her room.
Newt took that as his cue to move and picked up a tall, cylindrical bag from a corner and disappeared into the front.
It was strangely quiet. After the action-packed events of the last five hours the silence was welcome. Ally couldn't relax, each moment was too uncertain. At any moment, the flares could begin and who knew what was going to come after that. They had a stranger on their yacht who they had no choice now but to trust, and of course there was Rhea…
Ally finished putting away the last of the tins and, grabbing a random selection of clothes from the pile, disappeared into the front of the boat.
There were three doors. In the one to the left she could hear movements and the one to the right was revealed to be a bathroom. She continued straight ahead into a small room that was mostly occupied by a luxurious looking double bed, shaped to fit into the pointed front of the boat. Ally dumped the clothes at the foot of the bed and sat down beside them, drawing her knees up to her body and letting the movement of the boat on the water rock her gently as the tears began to fall.
On the other side of the boat in an identical position, Lyra was doing the same.
A blaze of light shot through the window.
The girls looked up and rose to their feet, wiping their eyes and making their way to the living room- determined to act like everything was fine for each other.
Lyra arrived first, pulling Ally into a giant hug as she entered the room.
"What's this for?"
"I just can't believe we're still alive, that's all," Lyra stated.
"Well let's wait until they finish before we celebrate." Ally countered
The two girls pulled apart as Newt entered, looking strangely excited.
"Have you seen the sky, it's amazing!"
Confused, the girls turned to the window and looked up.
The sky was a blaze of fire. The flames burned in every colour- constantly shifting and merging whilst tongues of fire escaped the mass and fell downwards, singeing the ground on the shore. It looked like the apocalypse.
"Rhea would have loved to paint this," Ally murmured.
"Rhea?" Newt asked, a bit cautiously.
"Our friend," Lyra said as the girls sat down on one of the sofas. Newt sat as far from the girls as he could in the other corner, wary of Lyra's constant glare.
"She should be here," she continued to Ally, "she should be here but she's not," Her tears beginning again.
"Was she your third crew member?"
"She was more than just crew! She was our friend, our flatmate, but she's dead. She died pushing me out the way of a paranoid idiot with a knife." Lyra was getting more and more worked up, she turned to face Ally,
"I killed her Ally, it should have been me! The knife was meant for me. I brought her here, I was trying to save her, but I failed,"
Ally tried to pull Lyra from the room, she knew Lyra wouldn't want Newt to see her like this. But Lyra fought her off, not wanting to be touched.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Newt started,
"Get out!" Lyra screamed,
He silently stood up and walked to his cabin.
Ally sat there, unsure of what to do as Lyra got control of herself.
It was like flipping a switch, as quickly as it had taken her to get worked up, she had calmed down.
Ally knew Newt hadn't meant to upset her, he hadn't known. He had been asking a reasonable question.
Why was she defending him in her head?
"Sorry for being all dramatic, it's been a long day,"
"Ly, you're not being dramatic at all. About Rhea-"
"Not right now," Lyra cut her off.
"He didn't mean to upset you, you know. He had no idea,"
"Why are you defending him, again?"
"I'm not!"
"I suppose you're right." Lyra said after a little pause.
They both jumped as a dull, thumping sound came from Newt's cabin.
Instantly Lyra tensed up again.
"What the hell is he doing in there, I swear to God if he damages this ship in anyway,"
"Lyra, Lyra, don't get worked up again. I'll go talk to him. You are forgetting we are in the middle of a global catastrophe, he's probably lost people as well. Plus, he probably thinks you're going to cast him overboard as soon as the flares end,"
"Who says I'm not,"
"You can't, you know that. Unfortunately, we need him,"
Ally walked over to Newt's cabin and knocked on the door.
"Why the hell are you being polite? Just go in," Lyra called from behind her.
Rolling her eyes, Ally did as she was told.
"I suppose you've come to tell me I have to get off the boat,"
Newt stood facing the wall, not turning around to face her.
"Oh stop being so dramatic, you're as bad as Lyra," she said as she shut the door behind her.
"Although if you keep hitting the wall then you might,"
Newt turned around, his eyes were red and he looked rather embarrassed.
"I'm sorry about your friend, I didn't want to upset you both- I had no idea,"
"I know you didn't. Lyra's calmed down now, she doesn't normally get that angry,"
"No, that I get, What I don't understand is why you are not shouting and crying with her. You may not feel as much guilt as Lyra obviously feels but you still lost a friend."
"Somebody has to keep it together,"
"I heard you crying, Ally, you can pretend for Lyra but you can't pretend to yourself. Who takes care of you?"
"What I do is none of your concern. I can take care of myself." Ally was furious with herself as tears threatened to start again. Why was she getting worked up now?
"Hey, no more bloody tears. There's more salt water in this boat than in the sea at the moment,"
"Well you've obviously been crying yourself,"
"Yeah, well... I thought you were kicking me off, I was scared,"
Liar
"Luckily for you we need any extra crew we can get. Anyway, where would you go?"
He was silent for a second.
"Why do you keep defending me?"
"Honestly, I have no idea,"
Ally turned around and opened the door.
"Look, when you want to tell me the real reason you were crying, come find me," she tossed over her shoulder.
"What did he say," Lyra asked as Ally sat back down next to her.
"He was just scared you were going to chuck him off,"
"Jesus, I hope he man's up a bit before the real work starts,"
Ally snorted and rolled her eyes.
The two sat in a comfortable silence as the cabin slowly started heating up. There was nothing to do but wait it out.