When Teresa wakes up again, nothing hurts anymore, and it's actually quiet. She assumes everyone's at work until she hears the shower running. She's weak in her knees but manages to get up somehow.

She reaches the bathroom so slowly that she bumps into him as he walks out. His hair is dump and a shade or two darker, but his eyes are as piercing as ever.

His hands move after a moment of shock to grab her by the arms.

"Why ain't you in bed?" Worry fills his voice, and she almost feels guilty - why does she feel guilty?

"I heard the shower going," she says without stuttering, "And I wanted to check who it was." His mouth opens in a shape of an "O", but no sound escapes past his lips. "How long was I... asleep?"

"Two days," he answers calmly already guiding her back to bed.

"No," she mumbles, trying to shrug off his guiding hands. "I wanna go outside." She realizes she sounds like a spoiled brat, but Teresa has had enough of lying in bed, even though, she slept through most of it. "Let's go outside. Let's go to the beach."

Newt - to her surprise - chuckles and shakes his head lightly before he says "I get you're sick from bein' bloody stuck in here all this time, but you still need to rest a bit." He makes a good point, but a groan of disappointment is the only thing she can respond with at the moment,

"But it's boring!"

"Do you want me to get Michael in here to entertain you?" Newt asks with one of his eyebrows raised high, and it takes Teresa so much of her energy not to laugh at what he has just said. Yet, she quickly remembers that it was Amy's place to tease her about Michael and not Newt's.

"What?" A broken chuckle goes past her lips. "How do you even know Michael?"

"Oh, he was there these past few days. Almost all the time." Annoyance graces Newt's voice, and Teresa can't help but laugh.

"It annoys me, too," she admits with a grin. "Now, c'mon make me warm, British boy."

"British boy, huh?" He raises his eyebrow and puts his huge palms on his hips.

"What? You're allowed to give me a nickname, and I'm not?" He shakes his head, trying to get rid of a smile that crept onto his lips before he jumps on the bed next to her. When his arms wrap around her, she moans appreciatively.

"Still think you ain't tired?" he whispers.

"Oh slim it." She falls asleep shortly after while he peppers her neck with kisses.

The next day Teresa feels well enough to get up, shower, get dressed and eat breakfast at the canteen with everyone else. She and Newt go separately like usual, and maybe it's good because she is swarmed by Penny and Amy the moment she enters. She's greeted by cheerful as ever Fry, who keeps her on her feet for good ten minutes, attacking her with his jokes. She doesn't mind, not really. It's actually a good change from a not so comfy bed.

"Oh, bloody hell, Fry, let the girl sit before she faints again." She recognizes the chuckle instantly and imagines the stupid grin on his face.

"Hey, that's a good change!" Teresa argues. But she takes her tray and goes to sit back with her co-workers. "See you, Fry!"

"Feeling better, Teresa," Micheal greets her.

"Yup," she nods. "So... What's new?"

"Not much. It's been kinda boring without you around." Clim out of my ass already - she thinks. Penny and Amy giggle quietly, and Teresa wishes she could just scowl at them.

"But obviously something had to happen while I was... well gone."

"We got few more patients at the infirmary - were scared it was some kind of plague, but some of them were just faking to get a day off. Oh, and Vince is planning some kind of a... trip."

"Trip?" Teresa looks up from her food, Michael finally gets her attention. That is before Penny chimes in.

"He's trying to get a group of guys who would go with him outside the island to check out the flare situation. Hella dumb if ya ask me."

Teresa can't help but nod in agreement. They're safe here - why the hell interfere with that?

She should have seen it coming. Really, how could she have missed that? It didn't surprise her that Tom went on the stupid mission - and God she's so worried about him - but Newt! What the hell did he think? And with his leg! This idiot is not even immune!
Teresa has to bite her tongue as to not scream in frustration. She thinks of how cliché it is.

She couldn't find him after work - at first, he just didn't come to see her. When she decided to go get him, he wasn't back at his hut. Finally one of the cooks enlightened her that Minho, Newt, Tom, Fry, Gally, and few others left with Vince and would be gone for a couple of days.

She recalled the breakfast, and what Michael and Penny told her. The fact that Newt decided to go with Vince was stupid, reckless, and why didn't he tell her?!

She sits in the canteen, seeping her tea while trying to calm her nerves and gather her thoughts. She wants to do something awful just to teach Newt a lesson, but all the things that come in mind are... dreadful.

"Where are your loud friends? Finally gave you a headache?" Brenda sits down next to Teresa with a satisfied smirk. It takes all of Tee's willpower not to roll her eyes and tell Brenda to fuck off or go away herself.

"What do you want?"

Brunette shrugs, "You just seem worried, and that intrigues me."

"Intrigues you how?" Teresa mumbles dryly.

"I'm worried about Tom. Who are you worried about?" It would be too embarrassingly pathetic to admit that Teresa is still pining after Tom even after he chose Brenda over her. And she can't admit being worried about Newt just because no one's supposed to know of... whatever it is they're doing.

So, she stands up and leaves. Her tea has run cold anyway.

Teresa finds herself with a book on her bed, trying to focus on anything else, but Vince's stupid 'trip'. She fidgets and accidentally rips a page. The damage she does is not too big, a small tear less than an inch long now not-so-much graces the paper.

Teresa cringes anyway.

Stupid Vince and dumb Thomas and fucking Newt! Oh, she is so going to punish him when he comes back!

Oh, - a thought evolves in her head, - Oh! - a wicked smirk displays on her lips.