I remember seeing somewhere that the Scorch Trials trailer will be released on the 10th. Well, that's just a load of barnacles . But, I'll keep waiting for it and I wanna see Newt Sangster ^u^ Kinda nervous too since some parts in Book three was said to be in the Scorch Trials movie ._. Anyway, enjoy! Leave a review, I appreciate it a lot ouo

Thomas started to work at the Glade for the very first time that morning. Just looking at his physique, Newt thought it would be best for him to work at the gardens along with him and Zart. And that was what Thomas did. With a shovel in his hands, he started digging a hole wherein they would plant a new row of onions while Newt, busy picking out corns, complimented him for doing a good job on his first day. Just then, Thomas saw Holly arrived with two empty woven baskets.

"Good morning" Holly cheerfully greeted the three guys and placed the baskets down. "I have spare baskets here if you need them"

"Well aren't you just a lovely sight" Newt grinned and leaned closer giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"You'll get used to them after a while" Zart told Thomas with a grin after noticing the curious reaction he had while watching the couple.

Holly blushed that the younger version of her boss saw Newt being all sweet to her. Although she loved receiving hugs and kisses from Newt, she was uncomfortable when other people would watch them.

"Oh right, we'll need some fertilizer for those holes" Newt pointed at the holes Thomas had dug and tossed him one of the empty baskets. "Holly here could accompany you in getting it"

Before leaving, Newt kissed her cheek once more and told her to spend time together during lunch. Holly agreed to a lunch date and waved at him and Zart before heading to the deadheads with the greenie. The journey to the deadheads was dull and quiet—neither of them talked that the only sound they heard were rustling leaves and breaking twigs. Thomas just held on to his shovel and basket following Holly to where the fertilizer was. The awkward silence was growing onto him that he decided to speak up first.

"So, you and Newt" he mumbled, almost regretting it as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He didn't think that sticking his nose to other people's relationship was such a great move to start a conversation.

Holly slowed down her pace so she was just walking beside Thomas.

"What about us?" she asked shyly, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Are you two related or something?"

"We're both English but not related" she laughed and continued to walk. "But we are seeing each other"

"Did you two arrive in this place together as a couple?"

"No we didn't. I got here a month ago, a week after Chuck to be exact. And as far as I've known, Newt's been here as long as Alby and Minho"

"Don't you want to get out of here with him?"

Holly chuckled. She didn't know her boss was the kind of person that had so many questions about everything. He was completely curious but she wouldn't blame him for it. If she didn't know the history of the Glade and WICKED, she too, would be very curious.

"Of course I do" she admitted with her head down, watching her feet crushed the crisp dried leaves beneath her worn out sneakers. "I want to live a normal life with him. I mean, who here wouldn't want to live a normal life? But like Newt said or any glader you have talked to, it's not that simple. The maze is literally a death trap. But just because they haven't found a way out doesn't mean they've already given up. Who knows, maybe a curious cat might get us out one of these days"

Thomas watched her grin. He knew that the curious cat she was referring to was him. For some reason, it made him smile. Almost everyone in the Glade thought he was just a guy who was jacked in the head. But Holly was the only one who looked at him differently as if he could make a difference. As they continued to walk, they were surprised to see Ben standing at least a foot away from them. From his appearance, he didn't look well— sickly green veins bulged from his pale arms, bloody scratches, and bruises covered his body. His bloodshot eyes stared directly at Thomas and beneath his breath he growled.

Holly quickly pulled out the dagger in her pocket and was on guard, making sure that Thomas was behind her. She looked at Ben once more and remembered reading about the Griever's sting from the files the present Thomas had given her. Obviously, Ben was stung and he only had one thing in mind—to kill Thomas.

"Go back to the Glade, now!" Holly ordered.

Thomas didn't know what was going on but made a run for it and Holly charged Ben before he could even run after him. Ben snarled some more and pushed Holly to the ground and continued to sprint after his prey. Without looking back, Thomas ran as fast as he could to find his way out of the deadheads. He didn't know why Ben was after him but he knew he had to get away or else he could die. To his surprise, Ben jumped out from behind a tree and tackled him on the ground making him shout in fright. He tried to shout some more for help but was soon choked with the runner's hands. Thomas squirmed and flailed, he was running out of breath as the hands tightened around his neck.

Just in time Holly appeared behind the trees and jumped on Ben's back, stabbing his hand with her dagger and head locking him.

"Go now!" Holly shouted and tightened her forearm locked around Ben's neck.

Coughing, Thomas scrambled up on his feet again and made his way back to the Glade to get some help. Ben snarled in pain with blood dripping from the stab wound on his hand. He looked at Holly angrily and grabbed her wrist, twisting it as hard as he could until he heard a click. Holly screamed in agonizing pain when she felt a bone got dislocated and lost grip of her dagger which Ben swiftly took and stabbed her immediately in the stomach. Her eyes widened in shock and fell down on her knees and to her back. Throwing the dagger aside, Ben left a bloody Holly and ran after Thomas again.

The blood wouldn't stop coming out from her stab wound and the pain was unbearable. Holly took short quick breaths, slowly having a hard time grasping for air. Tears formed on the corner of her eyes as she kept her gaze up at the blue sky that peeked between the tall trees. From a distant she could hear the faint sound of Thomas's cry for help. She wanted to help but her body said no. She was starting to feel cold, her body numbed from the loss of blood. Moments later, her view of the blue sky turned into darkness.

Newt just finished filling up the basket with corns when he and the rest of the gladers heard a dreadful shout for help. They followed the direction of the shout and found a frightened Thomas being tackled by Ben. Newt ran to them just in time and had hit Ben on the head with a shovel until he was down. The other gladers pinned him down to the ground while Alby noticed that he'd been stung. He quickly ordered them to bring Ben to the infirmary to be checked and to avoid any more harm to the others. Newt and Chuck helped Thomas up who was still catching his breath when all of a sudden he remembered his companion.

"H-Holly" he uttered and looked at the tall blonde guy in despair.

Newt didn't have any time to say anything and dashed to the deadheads with Chuck and Thomas. He frantically looked around the woods shouting her name but didn't get a respond that it started to worry him.

"She's here!" Chuck shouted and found her behind a fallen tree trunk—pale, bloody, and unconscious.

Newt quickly ran to her and went down on his knees holding her close. He saw the stab wound on her stomach and remained calm as he tried to stop the blood from coming out by pressing his palm against it. He could feel the warm thick fluid all over his palm and it wasn't really stopping.

"Holly, wake up" he ordered monotonously but his voice did tremble in fear as Holly didn't move an inch even when he patted her pale cheeks with his bloody hand. "It's not funny, wake up"

Blood continued to gush out of her wound and no matter how many times Newt shouted at her or shook her body, she didn't respond. The three guys carried her back to the infirmary before it was too late. They lay her down on the bed with Jeff and Clint telling them to leave the area so they could do whatever they could to save her life. The guys had no choice but to go out with Thomas pulling Newt with him. Behind the closed door of the infirmary were the screams of Ben who was restrained on a bed and the frantic voices of the med-jacks saving Holly's life.

Everyone outside of the infirmary was worried for the two Gladers and kept walking back and forth buzzing like bees except Newt. The tall blonde guy stood still staring at the door with his shirt and hands covered in blood—he couldn't hear the guys talking around him frantically after all the unexpected events that had occurred. He remembered talking to Holly earlier that day and all of a sudden he saw her bloody unconscious body in the deadheads and that she wouldn't wake up no matter what he did. His eyes began to get clouded with tears, covering his mouth at the thought of not seeing Holly ever again.