A/N: Okay so not the fastest update ever and I'm sorry ): on a happier note... we're on chapter ten already Whoo! haha Anyways as always I just want to say thank you to everyone who is reading and supporting this story in any way (: it means a ton to me. Also a big thanks to SparkBomb'sFaith for reviewing and bringing it to my attention that the last chapter was all wonky... So as always I hope you all enjoy and will see you in the next chapter (:
Thomas had hold of Dr. Crawford's arm. Ellia had no recollection of what a Teresa was, but she could understand their 'no man left behind' attitude. Honestly, Thomas's loyalty was exceptionally admirable, but it did make her feel terrible for not accompanying Wren, Winston and Aris.
Newt had been right. It had not taken them long to figure out they were not in bed, and now they were all looking for them. He hoped they would not be as easy to find as he felt like they would be. They really had no directions or set end point (other than where Teresa was being held and Newt just prayed that Thomas did know where that was). He grabbed hold of Ellia tighter and pulled her along faster… Once a large booming voice started resonating through the hallways a new sense of urgency gripped hold of this building's most wanted.
"FREEZE!" Just around the bend was a man carrying a large gun…. It had been hard to stop and change direction, but with the right motivation to quickly turn back and change not only directions but come up with a new route to get to where they needed to go. Luckily the shots being fired at them seemed to do the trick nicely.
Their hostage let out a shriek… Ellia hoped that she hers was enough to drown out the small one she let out. Maybe she definitely had made the wrong decision… She prayed that Aris and Wren were having a much easier time.
"Why are they shooting at us?"
"Minho!" The boy that Ellia had not been too particularly fond of previously stopped in his tracks. He took in a few deep breaths and gathered his composure before taking off in the direction of their assailant, "What the hell are you doing?! Minho!"
He let out a much manlier and deeper one than Ellia had and ran forward quickly raising his knee to come in contact with the man's chest. Whether it had been Minho's knee to the chest or just the force he hit the wall with, it knocked the man unconscious.
Offering support if needed, Thomas led them all back to stand over the unconscious man. Newt looked over towards Minho… he seemed to be pretty pleased with himself. But could Newt blame him? Absolutely not… It was impressive, "Shit, Minho."
Thomas grabbed the large gun and raised it up to look through the sights quickly. He could not recall ever using one and seriously doubted that he had, but he was confident he could get the hang of it. And while he was very impressed with Minho's display of strength and courage they didn't have time to congratulate him on the awesome feat, "Okay .Let's go. Come on. Let's go."
Newt was still slightly worried about the outcome of their attempting to escape, but looking over at the gun now pointed at Dr. Crawford made him seriously feel better about their odds.