*Minho's POV*
He couldn't belive it, none of them could. The short fifteen year old kid with his usual tanned skin stood just a few meters away, his sterling gray eyes staring back at them. Minho didn't know what to do or say or even belive, the boy he had cried himself to sleep for several nights after hearing about his death, Cody shouldn't be alive. Minho remembered so clearly the minutes when he was told that Dakota had been killed by a fellow glader inside the maze, the kid was friggin' blind and some stupid shuckface had taken advantage of it and killed him! But the kid standing a few meters away didn't look dead in fact, he looked even more alive then he had ever done when living in the maze! The silence was broken by Newt as he hesitantly took a step forward.
"That's you right, you're Cody right?"
All gladers glanced at Newt before looking back at the young teen standing in front of them, he was putting away his gun he had used against the girls. Minho couldn't belive it the moment his friend had suddenly pulled out a gun, a blind kid holding up a gun seemed a little mad and he had quickly taken a step back to avoid getting hit by accident. Dakota on the other hand had surprised him as the young glader was having a staring contest with Teresa, how the shuck could he find her eyes when he couldn't see? When he had managed to fastened his gun to what Minho guessed was his belt, Cody finally looked up and seemed to be ready to face his friends. A gentle smile formed on the young gladers lips, a smile Minho only had seen once since the young teen had arrived to the glade.
"Ya, long time no see Newt!" The young teen made a small wave before shifting uncomfortably on his feet looking at the ground.
"How come you're alive? They said you got killed in the maze, stabbed in the heart."
That made the young teen flinch, Minho glared at the glader who had asked the question which made the shank shrink in on himself. Dakota on the other hand quickly dropped the question and smirked looking over the group and all the faces, Minho could see a frown forming on his brows as he got closer to the end of the group.
"Shuck, I don't even wanna know." Minho was glad that he didn't ask, they hadn't managed to get all gladers with them all the way.
"You can see!?"
Now that Minho thought about it properly, how the shuck had Cody been able to see them and count them? He thanked god that Clint had asked or he would just have looked over it, it was a pretty important fact. His best friend was now alive and able to see, just what had happened to him after he disappeared in the maze? He looked as Cody frowned and once again looked away from facing the gladers, he looked much as clueless as themselves felt.
"Yea, been a few days now, it sure is an ugly piece of klunk world we're living in"
That made the now leader snort, it was typical for the young fifteen year old not to care a klunk about being serious. He could be serious when needed but mostly just shrugged it of and ignored it, Minho liked that about the kid. He didn't care about getting anymore information and without hesitation, he walked up and engulfed the smaller teen in a bone crushing hug making Cody gasp at the sudden lack of air. Minho could feel his eyes sting as he held back tears, he finally had his best friend, his little brother back in his life. The day he had lost him had been the most gruesome fay in his life and the fay he had reunited with him again was the happiest, he never knew just how much of an impact the kid had in his life. When he felt a little more then gentle smacks on his arms, Minho pulled back to let his friend breath again.
"You almost killed me you big gorilla!" Even thought it sounded harsh, Cody was smirking which in returned made Minho smirk.
*Few Hours Later - Camp*
*Dakota POV*
Sitting by the fire between Barney and Minho, Dakota listened as the other gladers was talking about the events that had happened before they came to the scorch and after they had left the maze. He was rather sad to hear about Gally and Chucks death but had seen it coming, none of them seemed to have the right mind to survive the scorch anyway and it could be a good thing that Chuck had died before it. The kid wouldn't had been able to handle it. He was told the names of most of the now dead gladers but noticed that they were weary of mentioning Jeff, he didn't blame them for it but he already new about his best friends death. What he remembered hearing from Dylan Jeff wasn't really dead, he was probably already in one of those stupid white cells already. Not that Dakota had any thought of mention anything about them, it was better for the gladers to assume that their friends were dead so they wouldn't go and get any weird ideas.
"What's a Falt trans?" He had been wondering what the shuck his friends had been talking about for quiet a while now.
"We don't really know, we were just told to go to it." Frypan shrugged as he took another bite of his canned food he had pulled from his pants pocket.
"You gonna share that?" He didn't want to come out as rude but Dakota sure was hungry from not eating in quiet a while.
"Sure, I don't see a reason not to?" The older male chuckled as he handed the food over to Dakota who took it with a smile.
"Thanks Fry!"
He suddenly felt an arm around his shoulder and he was pulled into a side hug, Dakota chuckled and looked up to meet the dark eyes that belonged to no other than Minho. His eyes were as warm and welcoming as they had always been the few times Dakota had been able to witness them, he couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips. Minho smiled back and hugged him closer so the younger was almost sitting in his lap but none of the two cared, they were just really happy that the other was safe and alive.
A/N
Maybe not my best chapter but see it like this; every chapter can't be the best because if it was like that, no chapter could actually be the best!
Just to tell ya'll I'm gonna tell what happened to me yesterday! (Real short)
So me and my sister was out riding horses without any sadle, I had my sweet pants on and the biggest horse (the horse is like 1.78 cm high or something)
Either way, so I wanted to be a little wild and crazy and trott because I think walking is too slow. I told the horse to move faster but it started on too fast! I fell off to the side of the horse and my head smacked right to the hard ground! I didn't get a concussion but today I can't move my neck, thanks to that I was home this whole day and had the time to write this chap :)
Don't forget to review / follow / like the story and I'm as always mor then very happy for the ones I have gotten! Hope ya'll have a great day and keep away from the dangerous horses! x3
