For a second, all Clara could hear was muffled shouts. Her ears began to ring in shock, and she stood there in a daze, unable to process what was going on. Her eyes were only focused on Newt's body lying in the grass. She didn't even notice the Maze doors close for the night.

Clara finally snapped out of her stupor when she realized no one had called for help yet.

"Medjacks!" She shrieked, kneeling down beside Newt. His face and arms were peppered with cuts and bruises, all minor wounds. But that was nothing compared to what Clara saw next.

She stifled a scream of pure horror at the sight of Newt's left leg. It was a broken, twisted, bloody mess of a limb. Bones were prominent above the skin and blood was spilling everywhere. His foot was close to bending the wrong way. Clara almost threw up her measly dinner.

Clint and Jeff finally arrived to the scene, holding a long wooden board, a poor excuse for a stretcher. As they hauled Newt onto the board, they prodded Alby with questions.

"Where did you find him?"

"He was by one of the walls, he was unconscious when I got there." Alby answered as he helped hoist the board carefully into the air.

Clint, Jeff, and Alby started to make their way towards the Homestead, walking as fast as they could. Clara left Minho's side and ran to catch them.

"You can't come Greenie." Alby huffed as Clara jogged beside them.

"Alby," Clara pleaded " he's my friend. I want to help."

Alby thought about it for a few moments, his expression turning from annoyance to sympathy.

"Fine, just... don't get in the way."

The group was able to get inside the Homestead and lay Newt on a bed. The Medjacks then started attempting to piece Newt's leg back together. Clara watched intently as they worked; she felt vulnerable knowing that she couldn't help her friend. As they began, Newt regained consciousness.

His eyes opened, and when he saw what was going on, his face turned from panic to confusion to pain in a span of five seconds. Then, as the Medjacks started putting pressure on his leg, he closed his eyes and grimaced. Clara hated seeing Newt like this. In an instant, she was clutching Newt's hand like a lifeline. She held their intertwined hands to her chest and laid a hand on his shoulder.

Newt let out a heart-wrenching wail as Clint pushed a bone back into place. Tears threatened to spill over Clara's eyes; she never realized how much Newt meant to her.

"We're going to start putting stitches in." Clint said. "Clara? Keep doing what you're doing."

Clara nodded solemnly as they Jeff started stitching up Newt's leg.

Newt gritted his teeth in agony during the process; Clara tried to comfort him but she didn't know if it was working. She just kept whispering to him and rubbing hoods shoulder in an attempt to show Newt she was there.

A couple minutes later Clint had finished and was gently wrapping up Newt's leg. Jeff opened the door and motioned for Clara and Alby to exit. When they left the door closed softly behind them, leaving them in the hallway. Clara grabbed Alby's arm and pulled him outside the Homestead.

"He's never running again, right?" Clara asked suddenly.

"I wouldn't say never, he can heal up and head back out there as soon as possible."

"He almost died!" Clara exclaimed in bewilderment "We can't let that happen again! Is there anything you can do?"

Alby sighed, giving into her pleas. He always gave in. "Okay, if Newt's injury doesn't fully recover, he won't run. Deal?"

"Deal." Clara shook his hand and walked towards the Homestead.

"Woah, where are you going?" Alby stopped Clara in her tracks. She turned back around and faced him.

"I can't leave Newt alone. Not tonight." At her answer Alby shrugged and went the other way.

Clara walked to Newt's room and slowly opened the door. She was relieved to find him peacefully sleeping on the bed, his bad leg propped up on a pillow. She sat in the chair near his bed and tried to get comfortable. Clara was glad Newt was alive. It would've never been the same without him. After a while of shifting in her seat her eyes finally drooped closed and fell asleep.