Walking quietly in the shadows of the buildings sure made Dakota feel a lot like does ninjas in the movies, he was quite amazed how quiet he actually managed to be and no sounds were made from either of the two. Barney had as always taken the lead with his knife gripped tightly in his hand, Dakota walked behind clutching his own knife which he had gotten the night before. He still didn't know what they were trying to avoid confrontation with but by the look on Barneys face, he knew he wouldn't want to meet it. Even though he always held his full attention on their surroundings, Dakota noticed that Barney always made sure to take a quick glance at him to make sure that he hadn't gotten lost.

"So, who are we actually looking for? Friends doesn't give much of a description"

Who were they actually looking for? Dakota didn't even know who of his friends who were still alive, he hadn't seen them since he walked into the maze. He was mostly sure that Thomas was alive and probably Minho and Newt too, nothing could kill those three. Frypan should also be alive because his that kind of character that everybody loved and just as easily forgets if he doesn't say anything, so he must be alive. Winston's a though guy and should have made it and the same with Clint. Dakota couldn't actually think of any of the gladers being dead, they were all strong willed shanks and it would be hard to take them down.

"They're a group of teen boys in the ages fifteen to seventeen, they're probably led by a brown haired guy, an asian guy and a blonde with a limp"

The old man nodded but didn't make much of it, Dakota knew that Barney had seen the group and that was the only reason to why they were out anyway. To find the gladers they would have to seek help from some of the towns cranks but that wasn't the worse part, the worse part was finding the cranks and actually trying to convince the to help out.

"I know a guy that own a bar down the street, the place is filled with both gone and some still human cranks. Just keep close to me and don't make any eye contact"

It could be hard to keep as Dakota didn't really know what to expect when he saw a crank, he knew they wee ugly humans who had a wicked laugh but nothing more. Maybe all cranks looked as ugly as a Barney, sure not handsome. Dakota was just about to round to he last corner when Barney wrapped his arm over his chest and forced him back around to corner, Dakota raised a questioning eyebrow but Barney just put a hand over his mouth signalling him to stay quiet.

"You sure are a handful you shuckface"

That was an all to familiar voice, the voice you heard every time you were hungry or the food bell rang. Dakota peeked his head around the corner and just as he guessed there stood Frypan and the rest of the still living gladers, they weren't as many as they had been when they left the maze maybe around eleven. There were also Thomas, Minho and Newt all looking pretty worn out from not getting enough sleep and they were burned by the sun making their exposed skin red. Dakota felt a gentle tap on his shoulder and he glanced back to see Barney looking rather bored but also on edge, he pointed towards a back door and Dakota nodded. He sure wanted to see his friends but they hadn't been searching for helping cranks for just one reason and he wouldn't just abandon the second thing for his friends. He followed Barney to the door and stood watch as the older man forced the old thing open, then they both slid through and into what looked like an old kitchen. While Barney was looking around for food and weapons, Dakota went into the big room were the party should be on. His eyes widened at the sight of cranks laying on the ground looking like they were sleeping or had been forced to sleep, the gladers sure knew how to party it seemed. He glanced towards the door and noticed a blonde man walking towards it with a small gun in his hand, the blonde hadn't noticed him as he seemed to pissed of by the gladers who were still standing outside.

"Hey Kota, found you somethi-"

He didn't get further before Dakota slapped his hand over the old mans mouth cutting him of before the blonde crank noticed them, he glared at Barney who raised his hand in surrender and Dakota let his hand fall back down again. They both looked again the blonde as he opened the door and Dakota knew what was about to happen, the cranks started to say something that Dakota couldn't hear and then raised the gun ready to shoot. Before thinking, Dakota grabbed the knife in Barneys belt and threw it across the room. Never though he had such good aim but the knife planted itself right into the cranks head making it let out a startled scream before going quiet, Dakota quickly looked away as the cranks fell limp to the floor with wide startled eyes and a knife in planted in his forehead.

"What the shuck!?"

"What happened!?"

"You alright there Thomas!?"

Wow, hadn't he just blown his cover? Dakota still didn't know how to face his friend after all that had happened, he had been so into finding them but now when he had found them, he wasn't sure how to approach them. He even started to think that he didn't want to meet them again, maybe he should just stay with Barney and live the rest of his sorry life in the Scorch? He was startled out of his thoughts as the sound of someone walking down the stairs and towards the dead crank, Dakota looked at Barney who smirked and gave a short nod. Dakota smirked back.

A/N

I think it's actually tomorrow I should have updated but u know, I have no idea which day today is.

Our little glader has finally seen his long lost friends! But knowing me it won't just end like that, Dakota has one more thing to do before he can finally reunite with his friends.

As always I'm thankful for the reviews and I hope yah all look forward to the next chap! ;D