The light was blinding, even in the dim room. My arms and legs both strapped down to an overly familiar cot. My wrists ached and my head pounded. I looked around the empty room, I had never seen it from this angle.

"Jeff." I called my voice came out as a harsh croak. I doubt he could hear me even if he was just in the next room.

"Jeff!" I called this time my voice cut through the thin walls. I heard a loud crash followed by panicked and rushed movement. I watched as the door was thrown open and Jeff spilled into the room. His face was in total and complete shock.

"You're awake." He said sounding dumbfounded.

"Yeah, wanna come help me out?" I asked tugging on the restraints. He nodded quickly and scrambled into the room and began undoing the straps around my ankles and wrist. I sat up rubbing the raw and reddened skin of my arms. I winced as the simple movement made my head swim.

"How long have I been out?"

"Two weeks." Jeff told me, he still look amazed I was awake. Looking at me like I was a ghost.

"What happened?" I asked, I brought one hand up to my eyes as I squinted them shut to keep out the pain.

"You were stung, when you went in the maze. For the second time, I might add." I smiled weakly at him from beneath my hands. "What the heck were you thinking? Why did you go in, again. I mean I thought you looked bad after the first time but the second was worse."

"I wonder how I'll look after the third." I said with a wicked smile. Jeff looked alarmed as though he thought I meant it. I laughed and eased his burning concern.

"I've got to go tell the others," Jeff said jumping to his feet.

"I'll come with you." I said standing up and wanting nothing more than to see my friends. But as a wave of dizziness shot through my head I had to slow down.

"No, you wait here. Take things easy." He said putting one hand on my shoulder and making sure I sat back down on the bed. I complied and watched him nearly sprint from the room. One the creaking of the loud stairs was gone I got up again. Walking from the small
l room that held nothing but bad memories. I slowly made my into the room I had spent so much time in. It looked the same, not a thing out of place. I saw a boy laying out on one of the cots his arm was half bandaged. He looked up as I entered and had the same look of shock that Jeff had had.

"Are you all right?" I asked gently trying to avoid this whole coming back from the dead reputation I seemed to have. The boy nodded several then sat up.

"Yeah, Jeff was bandaging when he left in a hurry."

"That would be my fault," I said picking up the bandage that was set aside. "I can finish up with your arm if you like." I said slowly walking over to the boys. He agreed and came to sit. I took a seat beside him where he held his arm out. I wrapped the greyed cloth around a cut that was cover with white cloth.

"So, are you feeling okay?" The boy asked after I didn't say anything. I laughed and sat back on the cot after clipping the bandage in place.

"You know?"

"Everyone knows."

"Great," I said standing up and looking around. The boy did the same as he examined his injured arm before walking out. I began putting things away in their proper place when I heard the fragile stairs of homestead being racked with frantic footsteps. Seconds later Minho ran down the hall into the room I had woken up in. I walked over to the door and saw him looking around confused. I smiled and he turned around fast and found me standing in the doorway behind him. He sighed and ran up to me pulling me into a tight hug.

"You idiot, I thought you were dead." He said jumping back but keeping me at arms length.

"It's good to see you too." I said with a laugh. "Are you okay?" I asked my last memories were of him and I running from a griever.

"I am okay?" He said with a chuckle. "You're the one who just went through the changing. Do you remember anything? People normally remember something." He said looking at me courisly. I was still overwelmded and happy to see my friend alive and well, I forgot about everything I had just seen. Then with his question it all came tumbling back into focus. I felt my smile slip away as I piece together exactly what I knew. The maze, a cure, W.I.C.K.E.D and my life before. I looked to my tall friend fast my eyes now filled with alarm, I felt my pulse bringing to race.

"We need to find Alby." I said and I back out of his hold on my arms and began moving toward the door. Minho snatched my arm and stopped my in my determined stride.

"What are you doing?" He asked hestraically.

"I remember, before. Things, reasons why we were put here. We gotta go tell Alby before I forget again." I tugged at his hold on my arm but he didn't let go, he still had questions.

"What do you mean, forget again? You never knew this stuff." I nodded several times in disagreement.

"No, I did. I don't know how or why but they made me forget."

"Who?"

"W.I.C.K.E.D" He paused still unsure of my sanity but he let go of my arm and allowed me to press forward. I began down the homestead stairs when Newt met me half way, his face a look of relief and shock. I wanted nothing more than to pull him into a hug that would last forever but I had to get to Alby, before I forgot. Why did I feel like I was going to forget this? It was so bright and strongly in graved in my thoughts now I didn't think I could ever forget the feelings for dread and fear that came with my past.

Newt and I stood there baffled for a moment before Minho clear his throat causing both of us to snap back to reality.

"We need to go see, Alby. I remember something." I said looking between the two. Newt nodded without combated but seemed speechless.

"We'll catch up later then." He said and smiled brightly at him even with the burning pain that cracked through my head with the new exspoer of sunlight and movement.

"Of course." I said before continuing to fumbled down the stairs. My legs ached and the skin around my ankles was raw. By the time we were reached the the main door of homestead Jeff was racing back.

"What in the name of the creators are you doing up?" He asked as he jogged to meet us where homestead met the rest of the glade.

"I've got to see, Alby." I said not stopping to humour his medical advice. "Have you seen him?" I asked turning around quick waiting eagerly for a response.

"I-" He sighed "He's in the mapping room." With a quick thanks I turned back around joined by newt and Minho and headed for the mapping room. After about a second Jeff shouted for us to wait and and raced out after us.

"If you pass out again I'm going to be incredibly cross with." He informed, I laughed without realizing it was happy to be talked down to by Jeff. It meant was wasn't pitting me as much but there was still worry, I could handle his worry. We reached the mapping room and I told Alby everything I could recall with as much details as the fragmented memories would yield. I told them about how I thought we all knew each other when we were much younger, before the maze. Then I was able to recall some of the words the boy had said to me. I still didn't remember a name, but he was important in all this that much I knew. Then it came time to talk about the strange man who warned about memories and forgetting. The four others seemed confused and a little dumbstruck. It was a lot to take in and probably hard to comprehend.

AN: Sorry it's been so long to update. I wrote most of this a while ago and am still getting back into it. So sorry about all the spelling errors and such its a real pain to edit on this website. But thanks to all who enjoy this story it means a lot to know people can actually like my work. : )