Newt smiled half-heartedly moving toward Thomas as the boy drew closer "Newt!" Thomas exclaimed, surprised when the Keepers arms enveloped him in a hug, pulling him closer with desperation.
The Runner snaked his hands between them to thread into the blondes hair, the arms around him tightened around his body "Tommy" Newt whispered between tears, Thomas held him close trying to level his breathing after all the running they had done, he heard a sobbing sound against his shoulder, he'd never heard Newt cry before. It was like he was so happy to see them but didn't want to see them at all.
And if Thomas thought the hug was surprising he was definitely not expecting Newt to kiss him, pressing his lips against Thomas' with longing, a hand slipped under the Runners tattered blue-grey shirt. The Keeper of the Farmhands calloused fingers smoothing over the soft skin of his back as Newt continued to kiss him passionately as if they had been separated years.
Minho had skidded to a stop when he saw the interaction, shocked at himself for not expecting it, he knew they had shared something between them but he'd never really imagined it in his mind.
Thomas clasped Newt's face in his hands guiding their kiss now, he could feel warm tears straining down Newt's cheeks. Thomas couldn't explain the connection they had, he was aware of their knowing one another before but sometimes only soul mates came closest to explaining it. They broke away slowly and Thomas could see Newt; eyes red with sadness contrasting against a half-hearted smile.
"Newt?" Minho moved to Thomas' side with caution, the Keeper looked at him now shaking his head slowly "I'm so sorry" the blonde replied in a whisper, clasping a hand over Minho's shoulder, he looked at Thomas again and with his other hand caressed Thomas' confused face, eyeing him with admiration. He looked between them now "I want you two to make it." He began "Minho, you're my brother and no one has ever done so much for me as you have, but I'm going to ask one more thing of you."
Minho bewilderedly nodded "Anything."
"Take care of the Greenie." Newt smiled sadly at them both, his heart beating heavily as he turned away from them and disappeared into the room, why did that sound so much like a goodbye speech?
Thomas and Minho moved to follow him until a large stone slab slid down in front of them, cutting them off from the Keeper "NEWT!" Thomas yelled smacking his hand painfully against the stone that separated them, Minho wore confusion on his face completely vacant of anything to say or do. Their friend was gone again, left them of his own volition.
Thomas slid to the ground resting his head against the stone, he hit it with his fist feebly calling out with hope "Open the door Newt, Please." The display of vulnerability broke Minho's heart, and he moved to squat behind the boy, resting his hand over the fist to still Thomas' attempts to hurt a stone wall.
"Hey Tom, it's okay" he whispered against the boys ear and he felt the fist relax in his hand and the Runners body slackened against him. Small whispering sobs broke the silence as Thomas cried with frustration eyes clenched shut in hope that when he opened them none of this had ever happened. Those haunting words were back He Will Betray You.
Newt closed his eyes when he heard the stone close behind him, and then a sharp pain tore at him with the pleading voice of the one he loved on the other side. He wanted so much to open up the stone doorway once more walk out of here like he had been offered. But he had to do this.
Newt looked at the clear thick plastic wall that divided the other boy and himself, the one he had sensed when he woke up it was just them now, the whole room was white nothing inside it but the two boys, a clear thick plastic wall and a button on the far side of Newts cell. A familiar face watched him with sympathy.
"He really loves you"
Newt looked up, wiping the wetness from his eyes "I know he does." The Keeper moved away from the stone wall toward a glowing red button flashing brilliant against the white washed walls on the other side of his cell.
Please don't leave us again Newt Thomas' voice echoed in Newt's head What's going on?
"I love him too." The Keeper breathed his hand reaching toward the button but stopped when the boy across from him spoke again.
"You don't have to do this Newt, you owe me nothing." The blonde shot him a disapproving look in reply lowering his hand "I will not have another's boy's blood on my hands Fry! I will not decide your fate-" he took in a sharp breath looking back to the ominous button "-But I can decide my own."
Newt Please! Say something to me!
Newt refused to let himself speak to Thomas in their mind in fear that the boy could convince him to change his mind. He felt the heaviness leave him when he saw the two boys round that corner but dread had replaced that heaviness, he would have to let them go. And that was so hard.
He had to say it before the time came, he owed the boy that much…
Goodbye Tommy.
"You're the most Honourable person I have ever met Newt" Frypan smiled proudly, tears in his eyes as he placed his hand over the plastic wall.
As Newt pressed it he nodded toward Frypan "Good that." Those words hung in the air, as the overhead light began to flash red in Newt's cell.
The Cook met the Keepers eyes, and they waited for Newt to die.
Authors Notes: Thankyou to all those keeping up with the story, I have a lot planned ahead just remain calm not all it what it seems. Newt may survive. At what cost?