When Newt entered the room he found Snow curled up and resting her head on her knees. Her bottom lip jutted out and her brows were furrowed, showing she was deep in her thoughts. Newt sat down on the floor beside her and she flinched at his warmth before shuffling closer to him.

"I saw what you did to Clint he was just checking to see if you were okay you know, see if you were hurting"

Snow wished she could speak easily so she could tell Newt what had happened. She hadn't meant to hurt Clint, she didn't even realise she had until the memory had gone away and she wanted nothing more than to apologise to him. Snow tensed as the memory flitted across her mind.

A rough hand gripped around her tiny shoulder and she felt herself being pushed forward, led down a pristine white corridor with a flickering light until the people with her-a man and a woman in a lab coat- came to a stop and they punched a few buttons on the keypad beside a door.

Her eyes widened at the sight of at least seven needles, each completely opaque so the contents was not visible, but it was intimidating to say the least.

"No! I won't"

She cried and turned on her heels to run away. She didn't get far before 3 of the adults found her and she was forcibly dragged, kicking and screaming and scratching into the lab where she was thrown onto the examining bed and restrained her eyes streaming with tears.

Before she could act out anymore a needle was piercing her skin and she fell into a piercing darkness.

Newt saw tears suddenly spring up in Snow's eyes and he felt he had upset her.

"Aw I'm sorry Snow I didn't mean to"

He began and Snow's tear filled eyes widened as she shook her head, letting him know he wasn't the one to upset her.

"Why the tears? Did you remember something?"

Snow nodded in a reluctant manner, not wanting Newt to talk about it. Realizing this he swiftly changed the topic.

"We got Alby, med-jacks are fixing him up"

Snow smiled hearing the happiness in Newt voice when he spoke of his recovering friend. A foreign smile graced her features for a fraction of a second before it dropped from her face.

"Are you hungry, we can go see if Frypan can cook you something up if you want"

Snow bit her lip and was tempted to shake her head, despite feeling a little hungry she didn't want to be subjected to everyone's stares.

"No one will be at the kitchen but Frypan, we've got everyone else working"

Newt said as if he had read her mind and she slowly nodded letting him pull her up from the floor.

Newt was right about her being a fast learner, she was more fluid when moving now and the small stumbles she made were becoming less frequent. Newt was patient with her as they walked to the kitchen, walking slowly beside her with his arm around her waist in a firm grip, ready to steady her before she fell.

He was also right when he said there was no one there to stare at her, everyone was working doing there jobs like he said they were and when any of them turned to stare at Snow they quickly averted their gaze when Newt glared at them. The only person that did approach them was chuck, who was heading past them to the Homestead to check up on Thomas. He gave Snow a big smile and hugged her, a gesture which Snow wasn't sure how to respond too so she just stood still whilst he wrapped his arms around her in a sloppy hug telling her he was glad she was alive and out of the maze before running off to the homestead.

It was weird for her sitting on the bench beside Newt, when before as a wolf, she would have sat by his feet. She sat waiting for Newt, who had gone to see Frypan about getting Snow some food, not wanting to take her with him in case she got uncomfortable. She sat swinging her legs then stretched them out in front of her, curiously examining them. They were longer than her wolf legs, but she was still so tiny only just reaching Newt's shoulder, she supposed it was a much higher view-point than before though.

She prodded her arm with a finger, feeling the soft flesh and frowning, she felt so breakable and it both angered and upset her. Another thing she hated about being a human girl. Her emotions were exhausting, she couldn't help but flit from one to the next, one minute she was wanting to cry, then the next she was blazing with fury or was confused or just plain exhausted, how on earth did Newt and everyone else manage with them? She wished there was a switch she could flip and turn it all off.

"Hey little wolf"

Newt called, making her realise he was back as he set a plate of chicken and some small vegetables in front of her and slid beside her.

Snow frowned in confusion, why was he still calling her that? She wasn't a wolf anymore. She had to admit it felt nice to hear him call her that though, she felt a little fuzzy warmth when he did it.

She stared at the knife and fork beside the plate, nudging them with her fingers, she'd seen the boys use them, but she'd never had to use the utensils herself before.

"Newt I..."

She began, trying to explain she didn't know what to do. Her head dropped and she let her hair hang in her face, feeling stupid for not being able to do such a simple thing.

"He're let me show you"

Newt didn't judge her for it and he nudged her to get her to look at him, picking up the knife and fork correctly placing them into Snow's hands.

He moved behind her, keeping her hands in his and showing her what to do.

"Like this alright?"

After showing her how to hold and use the knife and fork he removed his hands from around hers, this time placing the on her shoulders as he watched her try. The first time she struggled to cut into the piece of chicken, but she kept going with determination, remembering what she had been shown.

"There you go girl, you've got it"

She turned around in her seat slightly craning her head up to look at Newt and found him smiling encouragingly at her and she felt heat creep up her face. Snow quickly turned back to her meal and Newt slipped back into the seat beside her.

Newt kept her occupied, talking to her, telling her about Alby and Minho, being careful to avoid mentioning Thomas since she had attacked him. In doing so he was getting Snow to talk more, not always full sentences, mainly just two or three words but it was a big improvement anyway.

"You should-should see Alby"

Snow mumbled out, when they had left the kitchen and began walking towards the deadheads.
Newt had told her Alby was going through the changing and she figured that he'd want to be with his best friend, so if she told him she would be okay without him-even though it wasn't true-then he would go to Alby.

"Why? Getting bored of me already little wolf?"

Newt joked, but it had gone over Snow's head and she though he was being serious.

"N-No! I.."

She began widening her eyes in horror thinking she had upset him.

"I'm just kidding Snow"

Newt said, putting his hand on her arm in a soothing gesture.

"Wha- oh, ok,"

Snow nodded, making a mental note that knowing when someone was joking was another thing she had to learn.

"A-Alby needs you"

She said again when they stopped in the deadheads and Newt moved to sit at the base of a tree, pulling her down lightly with him.

"Alby has Clint and Jeff to help him and keep him company, besides there's a girl here that needs me more"

Newt said, smiling at her with that smile that made her cheeks hot.

The two sat in the dead heads for a little while as Newt talked to Snow, filling her in on a few things that she had said confused her and before they knew it a few hours had passed.

"Can I see Alby?"

Snow asked, hoping that now she had learnt more and she was no longer being moody, Newt would say it was okay for her to see how he was doing, she had been told that Alby was okay, but after seeing him in the maze on the brink of death she had to see for herself.

Newt patted her leg and grabbed her hand as he pulled them both up from the ground.

"Come on then, but he's going through the changing so he probably won't be awake yet"

Newt was right, when they arrived back at the homestead and into the room where Alby was being kept he was unconscious, but thankfully breathing. She had seen people go through the changing when she was a wolf and it still looked just as awful with human eyes too. Only this time she had human emotions responding to what she saw too and unable to look at Alby any longer she mumbled to Newt saying she was tired and then hastily exited heading to the room that she was in earlier. She flopped onto the bed with a groan pressing her face into the mattress and running her hands through her hair as if it she could pluck away the feelings.

If she had been alert with her senses like when she was a wolf, she would have noticed Minho walk past the room only to backtrack and stick his head through the open door before entering the room and sitting down at the foot of the bed.

"Everything alright Snowy?"

Minho's voice startled her making her flail and leap up into the air, landing on the ground with a thud.

"Ow"

She winced scowling at Minho who had kicked back onto the bed with his arms folded behind his head whilst he chuckled at her.

She growled at him making his laughter fall short.

"You're not going to kick or scratch me are ya? I've already seen you do it to Tommy and I've seen Clint's arms too"

"Depends"

Snow growled and Minho tutted, sitting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.

"Listen Snow, I was just talking to Newt and we know this is hard for you, but we'll help you ya know"

Snow raised an eyebrow.

"Well I can't really give you pointers on being a girl since I'm not one"

Minho grinned cheekily before continuing.

"But yeah if you need my help then just ask, you're still my annoying lil sis, wolf or not"

Snow snorted and laughed ruefully.

"I don't need someone to show me how to walk, talk and chew with my mouth closed. You want to help then find out how to change me back"

Minho sighed, annoyed with Snow's icy behaviour, when he was only tying to make her feel better. With a huff he jumped up from the bed, ruffling Snow's hair as he passed her to leave.

"Stop being so sad about it Snowy, you make one hell of a pretty girl".