In all his glory, Clint sat across from the Keeper herself, his legs crossed and a knowing look on his face. He had a knack for knowing when things weren't right and he was right about Genevieve. Something was off about her. There were times when he would look to her and she would be off in another world. One more terrifying than the one they already lived one. But, it wasn't until he saw the way she looked at Newt when he realised there was something very wrong with her. There was no love in her eyes. At least, not the love that Newt wished to win from her. The way she looked at him, it was like he was a fragile glass, one tiny bump away from shattering and she was his protector, ready to die for him. As Clint met Gen's gaze, he parted his lips to speak, but quickly shut his mouth again, she was sprawled over the arm chair, one leg hanging over the right arm of the chair and her head propped up on her hand. Her eyes were fixated on him, but even then, she seemed to be staring through him. Her words had started to swim in his mind. The strange, almost begging words she uttered to Newt, who was just as confused as he was.

'I'll do whatever you want me to do. Just as long as you stay...'

In that very moment, Newt could have quite easily taken what he wanted from her. But, Newt wasn't someone of such low morals to take advantage of Gen while she was quite clearly in a delicate state of mind. The last time that Clint had witnessed such off behaviour was from the past leader, Nick after Rosalind died. Of course, his nightmares came from the grief of losing her and Gen had not yet lost anyone that she loved. If the girl was even capable of recognising the feeling. Minho was also another that suffered from Nightmares, not to the extent of Nick and now Genevieve, but he still remembered Minho's horror-filled awakenings as if they were yesterday. But, Gen was having more than nightmares, she had mentioned a name. Peter. Clint had never heard of anyone named Peter, not one that wanted vengeance against Genevieve.

"Will you tell me who Peter is?" Clint asked. Tilting her head, Gen shifting her leg from the arm of the chair and sat upright, both hands gripping at either side of the chair as she took a breath. She didn't want to talk to him. That much was obvious. But, Clint also knew that Gen knew she didn't have any other choice. Clint could help her, that much he was certain of, there were quite a few remedies he had used for Nick and Minho and many of the younger Gladers who had nightmares. But, the trick for something as extreme as Gen's case was for her to open up about her experiences and accept that they existed. That was the struggle he had when attempting to tend to Nick. But, Nick was far more stubborn than Gen.

"Peter is a man of my past." She answered. Clint gave a nod, she received memories from the Changing. It wasn't unheard of.

"Is he apart of your family?" Clint asked, "Is he your father perhaps? A brother?" Pausing, Gen's gaze moved to lock eyes with him,

"He destroyed my family." She told him, "He took us from our home, killed my parents and then put me here." Clint was taken back, he had heard of some frightening memories some had remembered, but nothing as dark as Gen's apparent life outside of the Glade.

"Did you watch them...?" He couldn't bring himself to finish the question, but Genevieve flashed him a smile,

"No. That's why it doesn't particularly bother me. I don't know who my parents are. But, I trusted the man that killed them. I don't know how, but he was talking to me inside of my dreams. I think he has something to do with the Creators. It's the only reasonable explanation as to who he is." Gen told him, leaning forwards on the chair and her brow furrowing. Clint was finding it easier than he expected to get her to open up to him.

"And, you think he wants to harm Newt?" Gen shrugged her shoulders,

"I don't know." She answered, "Maybe... He wouldn't hurt Minho. He's important..." Her tone trailed off as she spoke and Clint's brow furrowed,

"Why is he important?"

"How am I meant to know. I'm just repeating what Peter said." She snapped, "I don't see why I'm here. I'm not bothered by it. Newt is braver and better off in a fight than I would ever be." She said. She was lying. But only when it came to the topic of Newt. 'Maybe we did have something... in a past life outside of the Maze... and that's why it's always you...'

"You've been dreaming about Newt. Why? What have you been dreaming about?" As Clint watched Gen flinch, he knew that he had hit a nerve, that he had hit the core of Gen's night terrors. It was Newt.

"Because he's my closest friend in the Glade? Because I rely on him? Because we're a team?" She was reciting the same words she spoke to Newt, when she told him she'd do anything to make him stay.

"Does Minho ever enter these dreams of yours? Or even Chuck?" Minho was the one person that could probably help Gen and put her mind to ease. Minho and Genevieve shared a rather strange bond, the way they acted around each other, it was as if the pair wanted each other so badly, yet at the same time hated each others guts. If Clint had asked Gen if she wanted Minho to stay in the room with her, he was sure she would rather have Gally with her than Minho.

"Chuck? Sometimes, only when I'm in the Maze. Minho shows up towards the end sometimes. When he shows up... I wake up fine. He kinda gets me out. But, if I have a dream about Newt and I outside of the Maze, I have to scream myself awake." She murmured,

"You dream about Newt outside of the Glade? As in you remember things about your past with him in it?" Clint had assumed as much, but he never thought she would actually tell him about it. Gen gave a slow nod,

"You can't tell him." She warned him, her eyes wide and her hands trembling.

"What was he to you?" He had gathered enough information to be able to properly medicate and know what to watch for. But, the question seemed important. Biting her lip, Gen's gaze dropped,

"He was my friend."

A/N: So, Clint has kinda calmed things down with Gen and she should be a little more sane. We get to see some Minho and Thomas in the next chapter as well. I just wanna say I loved writing how Clint viewed Minhovieve 'They want each other so bad but hate each other's guts.' Kinda thought I would share my favourite line with you. Just for something a little different. What has your favourite line been so far. Can be from any chapter. Just make sure you remind me which it was and who said it. :3 Just something to mix things up. Also, the last chapter has been edited, to the best of my ability and re-updating. It's rather difficult to edit my own work as our brains will generally fix any mistakes we make as we, the authors read over it. Heh, the more you know. Also, to answer the guest who said there is a lack of action, my bad. Kinda hard to write a lot of action when it's mostly them in a huge maze. But, with Thomas around now, there should be more action.