Thomas and Minho both struggled for words. Well why wouldn't they? After seeing a dead friend come back to life.

"Well what do you know, the shank is still alive eh, Tommy?" Minho scorns at him.

Thomas says nothing. He couldn't believe it. He doesn't believe it. He swore that he saw himself killing Newt. He was happy, but confused and angry at the same time.

"Nothing to say Tommy?" Newt says spreading out his arms.

Thomas had been rendered speechless. His eyes fly up and down Newt's body, examining every part of him was real. He wore a black shirt with blue denim shorts. His hair had been cut neatly, yet still keeping the messy trend. He steps out and pokes Newt in the chest.

"So you're alive?"

Thomas felt stupid for saying that. Of course he is you shank! He thought to himself.

Newt lets out a dry laugh. "Bloody hell, Tommy. No I'm not, I'm a magical hologram that is a perfect representation of myself."

Minho smiles and runs to him, pulling him into a tight hug. They start cheering and whooping, the other Gladers rushing out. Once they all had seen Newt, they cheered and lifted him up. Newt laughs and smiles, high fiving anyone.

Finally they put him down.

"Thanks for the welcome shanks. But I need a private talk with Tommy," he says placing a hand on his shoulder. Everyone smiles and scurries off.

Newt walks in the other direction, Thomas follows him.

"I know what you're thinking."

"And what's that? How are you still alive? How could you possibly have asked me to do that? Why do you think that I'm actually mad to see you?" Thomas throws all the words at him.

Newt holds a thumbs up. "Yes. I know you're angry and confused, but just hear me out."

They got to a small bench that would just fit them two. They both sit, Thomas leans forward onto his knees, looking at Newt who doesn't even make eye contact with him.

"Right after you were gone and left me on the streets to die, some hovercraft came and picked me up. I could only see a blur and that was it. The next moment I woke up with some slintheads from WICKED hovering on top of me. I punched one of them and the others held me down. Then a woman came in and pretty much bloody cried when she saw me."

Thomas leaned back. This story was getting nowhere.

"Finally I asked what was happening and the woman just turned out to be my mother."

Thomas's eyes widened. He met his mother? Thomas was surprised. He had only met his mother in a dream, but for Newt to actually meet her must've been awkward. All those years of no memory of the woman who gave birth to you. The silence must've been deafening.

"Go on then, get to the point," Thomas says.

Newt takes a deep breath before continuing. "We talked for hours. She finally told me that WICKED have been watching our every step since we had been out of the Maze. In the Scorch and at the safe haven. We haven't been alone since. So when they saw you shoot me, my mother had been watching and she begged WICKED to bring me home. So they did. And they found out that where you shot me had been the part where the Flare was infected and that you had killed it."

Tears started to swarm in his eyes. Thomas looks at his shoes, idling his fingers around each other. "So you're no longer a Crank?"

Newt nods. "Crank-free!" He spreads his arms out smiling.

Thomas couldn't help but smile. He was glad he had his old friend back, and he knew that Minho would've been too.

They finally get up and start to walk back to the others.

They both stay silent to each other, none of them not knowing what to say.

Minho waits for them, arms folded, head turned the other way. He looks at them once they had come closer.

"There you are, we've found the shuckin' Immunes, and you won't like it."

Thomas and Newt look at each other. Nothing could get worse then the position they are in now.

"Well where is it then?" Newt asks.

Minho gulps. "They're in the Maze."

Newt catches Thomas as he stumbles back.

We just got out and now we have to go back in? Thomas groans at the thought. Newt pushes him back up. Minho looks at Newt who had all of the sudden turned grey. His eyes slightly widening with terror and anger, his mouth curling up into a snarl.

"Newt? Newt you okay?" Minho asks, waving his hand in front of his face.

"Please, Tommy. Please," he says.

Thomas feels a stab of hurt in his chest. Is this really the same Newt he had met in the Glade? Or was it just a cop of him with minor changes? Whichever it was, he wanted the real Newt back.

"Newt?" Thomas asks.

Newt snaps out of his daydream, his eyes turning back to normal. Minho and Thomas look at each other, their faces concerned.

"What were you saying about the Maze?" he continues.

Minho opens his mouth to tell Newt that he had turned into a zombie. Thomas stops him. "The Immunes, we have to go back into the Maze to get them."

Minho looks at him sternly. Newt nods, turning on his heels and walks the other way.

"Dude! What was that about?" Minho snaps at him.

Thomas holds up a finger, "Don't tell him about this yet. He thinks he's immune now, clearly the Flare is still able to get into his brain. Just leave him for now."

Minho groans. "Well great, my best friend comes back to life and he's still half a Crank."

Thomas turns at him, giving him a frown. "I thought I was your best friend?"

"Nah mate, you're my special lover," he laughs.

Thomas can't help but to crack up laughing too. They both walk back to where everyone was, Newt in the middle of the crowd; telling his story of how he came back to life. He's a legend now.

Minho claps loudly to get everyone's attention. "Okay shanks, settle down. Newt's back from the dead but that isn't the biggest deal around here."

All the Gladers turn around to face Minho. His arms spread out wide to hush everyone.

"Okay so as most of you know, the Immunes are in the Maze. Meaning we would have to go back, now I won't make it hard for you, but I will give you a choice. To go back into the Maze and retrieve the Immunes with slight possibilities of getting killed by Grievers, or to stay here and be bored to death with nothing. Take your pick?"

Newt stands up clapping. "Bloody inspired shank, so bloody inspired."

Minho scowls at him. Almost half the Gladers had chosen to go with them, risking their lives to return to freedom. But half the other few who had chosen to stay – mostly from Group B – had stayed behind.

The other half had gotten into gear. The Runners of Group A and B both strapping on their gear again, Thomas slipping on his running shoes again. He gets comfortable in them, wiggling his toes in the worn out sole.

"Feels good to be back in these," he says to Minho.

Minho laughs. "My feet have out grown them, the pinch my toes now."

They both laugh. Newt joins along a moment later.

The trio look at each other, smiling at one another.

"So the mighty Gladers back together again," Minho says to the other two. They all smile and laugh.

Thomas had missed this. Just the triple threat team. He wanted to be back with the Gladers he had met on the first day, but he knew that he could never get that anymore.

They started to set off to the where they exited the Maze from. They found the rickety old chute they had to slide down, covered in filth. They finally came to the spot where they had met all the people that had worked for WICKED. Where Gally had killed Chuck.

Thomas looks at Gally when they had arrived at the work place. Gally shutters his eyes away, avoiding eye contact with him. Thomas continues to run past corridors and flights of stairs. Finally they found the Griever hole. The small computer where Teresa had punched in the code to shut down the Maze.

Thomas helped with helping people lift each other out of the hole. Thomas and Brenda being last. Finally once everyone was out. Thomas helped Brenda up, Minho and Newt pulling Thomas up afterwards.

Everyone had started running down the corridors, Minho leading the first group.

The second group stayed behind with Thomas to find the Glade.

Thomas and Brenda looked around at the endless walls of the Maze.

Finally they lock eye contact.

"Together?" Brenda says holding out a hand.

Thomas grins back and takes her hand. "Together."

And they ran.

Thanks for all the kind reviews so far guys! I really appreciate all of them. Yes I am using same scenes from the book with a slight twist to them. I also do use quotes from the book, so watch out for any slips of familiar quotes too. Thanks again!