They stayed in the bed together for two days before the Paradise life demanded for Thomas and Minho to go out and act like the leader they were supposed to be.

They did their best to have always someone with Newt, too scared that the blonde could try anything, even if their friend looked almost catatonic as he layed on the bed with ajar eyes. Newt didn't speak nor establish eyes contact for the whole time, too lost in his own thoughts.

Thomas was scared that the cure didn't work, but Minho had known Newt for all the life he could remember, and he knew the blond boy was just in one of his depressive phases, like often had happened back in the Glade. Or at least, he was hoping that was only that.

In this moment Brenda's shift was on, and she was trying to talk some sense into the depressed boy.

"They love you, you know? you are hurting Thomas and Minho in this way!"

When she realized he was crying she felt guilty, and scared that Newt's auto-proclaimed guardians could kick her ass. But, even so, she insisted, because at least she was obtaining a reaction from him.

"It would be so easy to make them happy, you should just eat something or say something or even just look at them…"

"I cannot…" he finally said "I cannot drag them down with me, I wish I successes when I jumped in the Maze… you are right, I'm hurting them, I just… I'm just scared I'm loosing my mind again….I'm terrify I will attack them, damage them ..."

She would like to reassure him, but honestly she wasn't sure herself: he was still sick? I didn't acts like the other Crank, but they said he was delusional, and that was a typical Flare' symptom.

Minho return saved her from the situation. Newt looked like he would like to disappear into the bed, but after a couple of stabilizing breath, he turned to look at the asian boy. Minho looked relieved and sat on the bed with a soft "hey shuck face…" that provoked a small smile on the blonde mouth "Hey …"

Thomas found them on the couch for a change, and smiled for two days after that.


Newt was trying to prepare the dinner for his two friends, to thanks them for everything.

Teresa was sitting on the counter, watching on him and blabbing about anything, when he realized that Alby was there as well. She noticed that he was staring the wall and crying, and call his name gently "Newt? Are you with me?"

"Yeah..."Soft and insicure, but after a while he come back "yeah, I agree with you…or at least, I guess so.. sorry, what we were talking about, again?"

"I was telling you that your should really start to have sex with Thomas, or with Minho or with both of them…"

Newt went bright red and start sputtering "what, whoa bloody hell, where this came from?"

she chuckled, amused she has bring him back.


Minho felt like he could breath again. Newt was out of his "down" period, he was cooking, and cleaning their quarter, and even if the blonde couldn't yet feel confortable with going out and meeting strangers, Minho started to feel optimistic.

He was exploring the surrondings of the Paradise, and he just found this river, with little falls and green all around. It looked like a place where you could find little fairies flying around, and Minho wished that Newt was well enough to come in this place with him. /Maybe I could convince him, I just have to find something that can make him curious/ . That something, he decided, was going to be a bundle of red and yellow flowers. /Yeah, he would like to see where I found them, he always loved this kind of stuff"


The sight of the flowers left Newt speechless. He kept watching at them and smiling and kissing Minho's cheek for the whole evening.


The sight of the flowers gave Thomas conflicting feelings. On one side, he was glad Newt was smiling, and Minho keep blushing every time Newt kiss his cheek and Thomas cannot decided who was the cutest one. On the other side, however, he would like to be the one that make Newt smile.

/Tomorrow/ he decided /I will bring Newt a better present!/


The day after Thomas brought him purplish flower, a bunch bigger than Minho's one. Newt put them together with the others, and kiss Tommy's cheek, and Thomas felt like now this place deserve the name Paradiso.


Minho understood Thomas game, and started with him a present fight.


Teresa chuckled watching at Newt's flower collection. "Oh, Newty, they are so sweet!"

"They are bloody idiots! How I'm supposed to keep this place clean and tidy with all this stuff?!"

"Oh, poor boy! Look, they love you, they stayed with you through the worst part of our lives. Doesn't that matter?"

"Yeah, they keep me sane, but, Teresa, I cannot… I mean… Alby… I love him, we used to be lover, and I feel like I'm betray him… and I know that he is death, I know, but … bloody hell, I don't think I'm ready for let him go… But I like when they show that they care, even if I don't know why they should care of someone like me…and I feel like I don't deserve them, because they are both brilliant and they never give up, and I'm the one that tried to kill himself twice…"

"Hush now, you survived. You are the only not-immune survivor in this giant mess, it should count something…"

Teresa watched as Newt tried to metabolize this new point of view.

"You know? I didn't trust you too much, especially after the Scorch trial, but now I'm glad you are here with us, with me…"

"Newt, you already have too many suitor, you shouldn't give me sweet talks…"

"haha slim it, you shank"

"shut up, I had to go, you will be fine ten minutes by yourself?"

"yeah, no prob, I will be a good boy, I promise"

"Good boy, see you tomorrow!"

Left alone, Newt took the knife from the drawer, entertained the idea of slide it on his wrist, but after a minute he thought to Minho and Tommy, and their stupid floral competition, and Teresa and her suggestions, and use the knife to peel the potatoes for the dinner.