That afternoon when they got back home Thomas finally had a moment alone. Minho went out for a run, claiming he wanted to explore, but Thomas had a feeling he was getting antsy sitting around for so long. Newt was taking a shower and Thomas was alone in Stile's- or his technically- bedroom. He looked around the room and was immediately drawn to the board. There were red strings connecting pictures and hand written notes and newspaper clippings. There was information about someone called the Desert Wolf, who the shuck? Thomas didn't understand any of it.

He sighed and went over to sit on the bed. His eyes continued to roam the room until they landed on what looked like a hand drawn picture of a tree in a frame. He reached over and picked it up. The drawing was good, but it didn't appear to be anything special. Why had he framed it?

"That's Lydia's" a voice came from the doorway, making Thomas jump. He looked up from the picture to see Scott standing in front of him. "Sorry bro, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm a- I'm not used to having to knock."

"It's fine" he assured him before turning his attention back to the picture. "Why do I have this?"

Scott gave a small shrug and went to sit down next to him on the bed. "You were really into her" he said "like, since we were kids. You pretty much thought she walked on water."

Thomas blushed slightly. In all honesty, he wasn't too surprised by that. Just from their one encounter this morning he could already tell that she was something special. "I thought Malia was my girlfriend" he said.

"She was" Scott said "but only because Lydia wasn't."

"That explains it" he mumbled. He thought back to Lydia's comments about how he used to look at her. Scott gave him a weird look. "Shucking- it's a long story. Don't want to talk about it."

"Alright."

"What's up with that board?" he asked and Scott shifted his weight.

"Uh, there's a lot to explain there" he said "maybe we should wait a little while before getting into it all. Maybe... Maybe you'll get your memory back."

"Scott" he sighed.

Scott held his hands up. "I know, alright?" he sighed "I know it's not going to happen, but..."

"Slim it, alright?" Thomas said "you said we were like brothers. We'll get through this. I can tell already you're a cool shank and we're going to be just as shucking close as we were before the Maze."

Scott laughed and wrapped an arm around him. "I don't know what half the words you just said are, but I'll take it anyways" he said.

"Tommy I need some bloody- Oh." Thomas glanced over to see Newt was standing just inside the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He immediately felt his mouth fill with water as he raked his eyes across Newt's toned chest. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt."

Scott patted Thomas's shoulder a couple times before standing up. "It's alright" he said "we'll step out so you can get dressed." He walked over to the doorway before looking back at Thomas expectantly. It took him a second to realize he was expecting Thomas to follow him.

"Oh- er yea, I'll step out so Newt can change" he mumbled and Newt rolled his eyes. "Just meet us downstairs after you get dressed."

"Alright Tommy" Newt said and Thomas flashed him one last smile before following Scott out of the room.

Thomas sat next to Scott on the couch as they watched some weird TV show. He felt like it should be awkward, but something about Scott just felt natural. He felt like he could trust this boy. "So, uh, Scott?"

"Yea buddy?"

Thomas opened his mouth to tell him about his relationship with Newt, but something else entirely came out. "Did you look for me?" The words just flew out of his mouth. He cleared his throat and shifted. "Er- when I went missing I mean."

"You have no idea" Scott said "everything I did... I'll explain eventually, but I hardly slept for a month. I followed your scent for-" He cut off his own words and Thomas frowned at him.

"My scent?" he prompted.

Scott shifted his weight. "Uh- It's a phrase. Like following the trail?" he said.

Thomas didn't quite believe him, but he didn't have time to ask more questions because Newt walked in and sat down next to him.

"Tommy I hate your shucking clothes" he said.

Thomas laughed and elbowed him. "Slim it, will ya?" he said "we'll get you clothes that actually fit eventually." He resisted the urge to tell him he should just hang out in a towel at all times.

"Good that" Newt said with a small nod.

"Yup" he said "by the way dad says there's a guest room Minho can sleep in from now on."

Newt's eyebrows shot up and he smiled. "Oh really?" he said.

"Mhmm" Thomas agreed. He was about to shoot Newt a wink when he remembered Scott's presence.

"Ya know Newt I have an extra room" Scott chimed in. "Isaac used to live there, but he's gone now so the room's free. No pressure, but I figure you don't want to sleep on Stiles's floor forever."

Newt cleared his throat. "Well, erm- It's alright, really. I don't mind staying in Tommy's room" he said.

"You sure?" Scott asked "the floor can't be too comfortable."

Silence hung in the air. Newt glanced at Thomas, waiting for him to respond. "He, uh-" he started "Newt sleeps on the bed... With me." Scott's eyes darted between the two boys, his expression confused. Thomas cleared his throat once again. "I mean, it's a big bed. More than enough room for two people. Shuck, the beds in the Glade were tiny. Most people slept on the ground."

Scott smiled and put his hand on Thomas's shoulder. "Yea we used to have sleepovers on that bed all the time" he said. "I mean we haven't done it since we were kids, but still."

Thomas smiled. "Yea" he said before turning his attention back to Newt. "So we're watching TV. Actual shucking television, how weird is this?"

"Pretty bloody weird" Newt agreed and Scott just shook his head.

Hardly ten minutes later his dad walked in and turned the TV off. "I need to talk to you boys" he said "about school."

Thomas and Newt frowned. "School?" they both asked.

"Well yea" Scott chimed in. "You have to graduate with me."

Thomas shook his head. "I used to run the shucking Maze everyday, memorizing the shuck thing. That was real work. You can't seriously expect me to go to high school" he defended.

"Yes I do" his dad said. "Newt and Minho too. I already got papers to register you all. School starts next week, your rescue was just in time for a proper education."

"Dad" Thomas complained.

"Uh, Mr. Stilinski I don't even have parents, I can't-" Newt started, but his dad cut him off.

"Don't worry about it" he said "technically, I'm your foster parent. We'll have to sort things out, like you boys will need an actual last name. You can take Stilinski if you want, but it's up to you. What isn't up to you is whether or not you go to school. You boys need an education."

Without thinking Thomas groaned and leaned over so his head landed in Newt's lap. Newt let out a long breath and ran his hand through Thomas's hair. "We're shucked" he said.

Thomas simply groaned into Newt's lap. "Don't worry dude" Scott said "it'll be fun."

Thomas shot back up to sitting position. Shuck was he doing a crappy job of hiding his and Newt's relationship. He was about to say something, but then he heard a phone go off. He looked over to see his dad pull his phone out. "I have to take this" he said "but we're not done talking about this."

He walked out of the room and Thomas turned his attention back to Scott who was looking at them all too knowingly. "So, uh" Scott said "are you two... together?"

Thomas glanced over at Newt before looking back at Scott. He guessed there wasn't much point in denying it at this point. "Yea" he said "we are."

Scott nodded. "Not too surprised" he said.

"What? Why?" Thomas defended, but Scott simply laughed.

"You never said it, but I always kind of... suspected that you went both ways" Scott said.

"Wait- Really? I was like this before the Maze?" he asked. For the first time since the rescue he was actually interested to learn about who he was.

Scott gave a small shrug. "You were always... open minded to the matter" he said "plus I think you had a crush on Derek."

"Who's Derek?"

"Very long story" Scott said "he's out of town right now."

"Good" Newt mumbled and Thomas elbowed him.

"I thought I liked Lydia- or Malia- or whatever" Thomas asked.

"Like I said, you were open minded" Scott said with a small laugh.

"Jeez Tommy" Newt teased "you were a bit of a slut, weren't you?"

And then they were all laughing. Thomas was kind of surprised at what he was like in his past life, had he really liked that many people? He wouldn't put it past 'stiles,' he seems like a strange kid. Or Thomas was a strange kid? He couldn't sort it out.

Thomas was pulled out of his thoughts when his dad walked back into the room looking ecstatic. "Boys I have great news" he said.

"What is it?" Scott asked before Thomas could.

"That was the doctor" he said "they think they have a way to give you your memories back."

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