Hey everyone sorry so such a delay but here it is a new chapter for you all, there's plenty of fluff and other stuff I hope you all enjoy here. Please leave comments and opinions in the reviews, I'd love to hear what you all think of my latest addition. : )

Everything was explained and the small group grew quite again as everyone thought over my hazy memories. Not sure if we had really learned anything from them. We knew this W.I.C.K.E.D was to blame and they were the ones putting us here. Minho said that they had begun finding wicked written on other things around the Glade. It was on the crates and other supplies that were sent up in the box each month. He also said he wanted to keep this information to only those in the room, who never what kind of mess could come about with this news was shared. After a little while Alby told me to go get something to eat thanks to Jeff's constant pestering about my health, he worried too much. I was escorted to the mess hall by Minho, Newt and of course, Jeff. The pit of fear and despair that had opened in my stomach from my memories seemed to close as the warmth of my friend's company filled its place. How was it just a couple of people could make a person feel so much better, about anything. Just seeing Jeff when I first woke up seemed to chase away the nightmares. As much as I knew it wasn't this place felt safe to me, I would pick this place over any other. Even with the hardships that I had to face it all seemed worth it. I snapped out of my cheery world of peace when I heard someone call me name from the door.

"Y/N!" A familiar voice shouted with glee, I turned and saw Chuck come racing inside to the table where I sat with the other, stuck in a battle of defending myself from Minho's many insults and teasing jokes.

"Chuck," I said happily in a greeting of my friend as he fumbled up to the table red-faced and sweaty. He came to a skid in front of the table and had to pause to catch his breath, I only chuckled and pat the boy's shoulder.

"I ran, all the way, from the other side, of the Glade." He said between pants of hot breath. I shoved over moving much closer to Newt to make room for the curly haired boy, neither Newt or I minded much. I hit the splintered wood a few times with my hand and welcomed Chuck to join us. He happily took the seat and cast a look at Minho.

"I told you she'd be fine." He said in victory, Minho only scrunched his nose at the boy and shook his head.

"Well, of course, the girls impossible to get rid of." Said Jeff, his tone of disappointment almost sounded real. There was a chuckle shared around the group of us.

"Do you think all girls are like this?" Newt asked playfully as he looked to me with false concern.

"I hope not," Minho retorted with wide eyes. "One (Y/N), is trouble enough."

"Can you imagine the chaos?" Newt continued, I shot him a glare but I couldn't conceal my smile and I laughed out loud at the comment and soon the others joined me. This right here was home, but somehow there was this vague feeling that something was missing, I just couldn't think of what it was.

Our moment of reuniting was soon called off when the other were called back to work, it was mostly the boys fighting with Gally and telling him in some not so nice way to go away. It took Alby's hand to get them back to work and even then it was a fight. Chuck snuck away from work shortly after he had been sent back, said no one really noticed him there anyway. The two of us wander around the Glade just like always, this time, I savored the views more than ever, it felt good to be back.

"So what happened?" I asked hands buried in my pockets as we struggled through the untamed grass. "While I was, you know, sleeping?" I asked not sure how to refer to my absence. Chuck shrugged his shoulders and looked ahead to the tree where we were headed.

"Nothings really changed, besides the people." He said as we reached the tree and plopped himself down.

"What do you mean?"

"I've only seen Minho that worried once before and that was back when Nick-" He trailed off. "You know," He said playing with a strand of grass between his pudgy figures.

"Yeah, I do," I muttered leaning back against the tree.

"You didn't hear this from me but I think Minho blames himself for what happened to you. He was so angry after when he found out you were stung. He'd go out in the maze even after Alby told him not to as soon as the doors opened and come back minutes before they shut, just so he didn't have to talk to anyone. Drove Alby crazy." I nodded feeling a hollow feeling in my chest at the pain I'd caused.

"Sounds bad." I murmured, plucking grass from the dirt in quick swift motions.

"It was, he wasn't the only one, though. I swear I've never seen Newt act the way he did." Newt, oh lord what had I done to him?

"W-what happened." My voice broke.

"He hardly came to work, stayed with you for the first week. Alby connived him to get back to work after you started going through the harder parts of the changing."

"Harder parts?" My words wavered as unease tightened in my throat.

"You screamed a lot, talked in your sleep, pulled at the restraints. I only saw once before Jeff kicked me out. You didn't look good." I rubbed my wrist where the skin was still raw and red.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," I said putting one hand on the boy's shoulder, he shrugged.

"It's okay, I mean I only saw part of it Jeff had to deal with it every day. No wonder he's so worried about you." I had put all these people through this hardship all because I was too slow to get away, and because I just had to see what was on the walls. I was so stupid. It was quiet for a little while and I heard Chuck sniffle and I saw him stifling back tears. My heart broke right then, I through one arm around him shoulders. He whipped away the tears quickly with his arm and shook off my worry.

"I'm fine." He said but I didn't remove my arm.

"I know," I said feeling him relax and rest against my arm.

"I'm glad your back." He said breaking our soft silence.

"Me too."

After maybe an hour the others got away from work willing to face a scolding from Alby if necessary. So Minho, Newt, Chuck and myself just spent a few hours in homestead bothering Frypan and just talking. By the time dinner came around we hadn't even come close to running out of things to say. Everyone was fighting to share a story or opinion, or a cruel comment toward someone else. Dinner consisted of about the same conversation, but randoms boys from the Glade kept coming up to me telling me they were glad to see me back.

"They missed the eye candy." Minho joked and I reached across the table and smacked his arm, he only laughed. Chuck giggled between mouthfuls of food but Newt took the comment to heart and almost seemed unnerved by it. Frypan brought me an extra serving of food and said it was a welcome back gift and a once in a lifetime opportunity and I wasn't to share it. I ate the extra food as the others around the table watched with jealousy and everyone started to clear out of the hall and Frypans men got to cleaning. Soon we to cleared out, Minho said he had to go check on something in the mapping room and he dragged Chuck along after smirking at Newt and me knowingly. Funny how he seemed to have a clearer idea of what we were then we did. And there we stood alone in the dining hall having run out of things to say.

"It seems like I was missed." I said shoving my hands in my pockets as I looked out over the quiet and now dark Glade.
"You were," Newt said with a warm smile. "You've brought something new to this place." I looked at him again head turned to the side.

"Whats that?"

"The hope of getting out," He said looking away from the Glade down to me with a sweet smile. "You're the only one who's ever remembered before, and you're the only one to have put these pieces together. You're special, (Y/N), you've got to see that."

"Maybe girls are smarter than boys." I joked, the sincerity in his words almost made me feel weird, I wasn't worthy of such praises. I was just a dumb kid who made a lot of dumb calls and somehow ended up doing something right. He laughed at my words, "Maybe," He said looking down at his feet as I shifted uncomfortably next to him.

"You've been good for this place," He gave a low chuckle "Good for me," My eyebrows shot up but I tried to look away from his so he didn't see. I cared about him and it was clear he cared for me but now what?

"How so?" I asked voice tight and constrained, this was so weird.

"Before you showed up I was sad, really sad. Being here for so long, losing so many, it messes with your head. And you, I don't really know, but you were just so bright. Something about you made me happy, just seeing you, thinking of you. It was like I knew who you were without having met you."

"I think I did know you, before." I said crossing my arms over my chest and looking down as I looked at me feet.

"And what were we?"

"Friends." I said thinking of the unclear images of my past.

"Just friends?"

"I don't remember all of it, I think we were younger."

"Well, what would you say we are now?" He asked turning to look down at me and I felt his soft brown eyes on me and slowly I turned to met them.

"I don't know." I said feeling an unsettling flutter in my chest, it made me feel so childish.
"I think I do," He said and leaned down and kissed me. He was so relaxed about it and had gone rigid. But as I felt his lips soft and warm against mine I softened. For whatever reason, this felt right. He brought one hand to my cheek and the other gently placed on my waist. This wasn't like the first time, where it had been but a second for me to savor. This was long I could feel his hot breath as he breathed agents my lips between kissed. I could feel his soft hands on my face and the gentle movements of his lips agents mine. I lost myself in him and my hands no longer stay tight to my chest but moved out to his shoulders and neck. I smiled against his lips as his hand on my waist pulled me ever closer. Then came the sounds of someone approaching Homestead and I jumped back in time with Newt nearly flying to opposite ends of the room if we had had time. We both turned and looked at the walls further from each other and watched as a random boy from the Glade passed by, smiled upon seeing us and waved. We returned his waved and I watched closely as he disappeared into the huddle of what was now a dark room of sleeping boys. I burst out laughing the second he was gone and Newt couldn't hide his smile either.

"What perfect timing the Glader's have." He said mockingly as he stood tall both arms folded onto his chest and he smiled at me coming closer. I laughed and shook my head as I looked at the ground,

"Yeah but, I should go to bed," I said sheepishly looking at the ground.

"Probably, Jeff'll be after you soon if you don't." He reassured. I smiled at him as I started toward the exit. I was ready to head back to my quiet sleeping corner in the back of Homestead when Newt caught my arm again and turned me to him, pulling me right up to his chest and kissing me through a wide smile.

"On second thought lets make him wait." He said and I giggled between his wave of kisses. My hands resting on his waist and one of his tangled up in my hair as his kisses slowly became less gentle and more desperate. We walked backward still entangled in one another until we were no longer at the door and just hidden by a wall and the long shadow it cast. Newt paused for a minute and looked at me hands still on my face. He just looked at me with this smile that I couldn't understand as he tried to catch his breath.

"What?" I asked him waiting to be able to kiss him again.

"We know each other,"

"Well, I certainly hope so, because here I am making out with you in the shadows." I said and he laughed brushing one thumb agents my lower lips.

"No, not that. We know each other from before, I can feel it, so whatever we are it's right." He leaned forward and kissed me again this one soft and fast before he spoke again. "I love you, now, before and after, whatever after is. I always will." I froze tensing in his arms but there was a strange ghostly feeling that his words were right, and I turned the words over in my head a few times before I dared to say anything.

"You're right, I love you too," I said and he lit up with a smile so bright it could have been blinding. Having only kissed him once before this all felt so stupid to be saying but there was a deeper connection there in our lost memories. Chuck had also said he barely left my side while I was stung, that takes real feelings to do for someone. So now matter how ill-timed and ridicules it sounded it was right and I didn't care. I had begun kissing him again letting myself get lost in him for as long as I could. It didn't matter that I was in the Glade, it didn't matter that we had no idea what came next this was perfect. Or it was perfect, until Minho came bursting into the hall looking around in loud calls of our names. As quick as we were he was quicker and even as we scrambled away from one another Minho had seen all he needed to put things together. Standing their arms over his chest wide smirk on his face staring us both down.

"I-I should go, I've got um, some keeper things to uh, do," Newt said cleaning his throat and awkwardly slipping past the bigger boy, who kept his gaze trained on me.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked a little cross, I took up a defensive stance and tried to look tougher than my fiery cheeks were making me out to seem.

"Thanks to your little display there I just earned myself seconds on breakfast tomorrow." I looked at him confused. "What are you talking about."

"Well, you see," He said walking up to me putting on large arm around my shoulders, his devilish smirk remained.

"Jeff and I had a bet going." I looked up at him fast and his smirk only grew as he walked me back toward the door to the hall. "The bet itself was whether or not you and Newt there were together yet, I bet you were and he didn't think either of you were brave enough to make a move. So since I'm right I get his breakfast."

"You better keep that to yourselves." I scolded waving a finger at him. He took his arm away from my shoulder and put on hand over his heart.

"Of course, I'll only tell Jeff and Chuck."

"You really shouldn't be betting on your friend's personal lives you."

"What else is there to bet on around here? When is the next time you do something stupid? That's kinda of a daily guarantee." I shook my head at him and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Glade to have you back, (Y/N). Things weren't quite as fun without you." He said in a way that made him sounds like he was joking but I knew he meant it. He was my best friend beside Chuck, I knew deep down he actually appreciated my friendship. After that encounter with Minho, I finally got myself to my sleeping rolled that still remained hidden away in the back of the mess of sleeping boys. I was so tired it took me mere minutes to fall asleep. But my dreams were not nearly as pleasant as my waking thoughts and I was plagued by haunting images of screeching grivers and the man from my memories. I woke in a sputter of panicked movements, my clothes damp with sweat. I reassured myself that it was all just a dream and took some time to calm down. It wasn't until my heart stop beating inside my ears that I noticed it. I wasn't in the Glade. I was in almost complete darkness, no different than the lighting in Homestead but there was no quiet whisper of snoring boys nearby, there was no sound at all. Only my panicked breathing. I felt my heart rate pick up again and true fear slowly began to grip me and I found myself completely unable to move. Then a bright light flashed on in the room blinding me, I through one hand up over my eyes. That's when I heard it. A radio crackled through the air and a voice spoke. The man from my memories voice.

"Welcome back, (Y/N)."

AN/ Hey everyone, so sorry that I haven't updated this one in a long time but I've kinda lost the inspiration for this one :(. I do have more and I will power through to finish it but if anyone is interested in ghostwriting or even pitching ideas for what they want to see shoot me a DM and let's chat I could use a hand. Thank you all!