In the meantime Thomas' hand risen one hand to Newt face, to dry his new tears, only to end up with a red strained hand. "Minho, he is crying blood" was the brunette scared whisper.
"shuck it"
This time was RatMan's voice the one that came from the intercom "That could be actually our fault…" "What the hell?!" "We gave him aspirin in his tea, and the abuse of it could justify a capillary leak… well, that or the Flare is trying to regain control, as the kill zone try to contrast it. In that case this fight is leading to the hypocoagulability, and bleeding…"
"What we should do now?"
before Minho could finish his sentence, Newt body jerked in his arms, and jumped on Thomas.
The brunette was so surprised that he didn't react till the blonde bit him on his neck, just under the ear. That that wasn't a playful bite was obvious after Thomas start to scream.
Minho grabbed the Brit by his midsection and tossed him away from Thomas. Newt fell on the ground like a ragdoll, but after a moment to regain his breath, he jumped on the dark haired one with a animal-like growl.
Minho could barely understand what was going on,as everyone seemed scream all around him - Thomas was calling Newt's name, and Ava was demanding for a sedative and RatMan was screaming something intelligible - and before he realize that, Newt's nails was connecting with his left eyebrow and was marking him with three scars from the eyebrow to the cheekbone.
In that moment, finally, many hands appeared all around Newt's arms, holding him steady till a needle pinched his neck, and the blonde body went limp.
Coming back was like reemerge from a dark lake, or at least, like what Newt believed could be the feeling of emerging from a dark lake.
He slowly exhaled, and tried to seat on the bed without disturbing Minho and Tommy whom were sleeping one on each bed side. His movements weren't smooth as he'd hoped, and the two other boys start to flail and wake up.
When the two of them faced the Brit, Newt couldn't breath around the lump in his throat. "What happened to you two?" he asked with tears in his voice, his right hand flying over the bandage on Tommy's neck, and the left hovering over Minho's scarred eye, and his eyes darting form one to the other, checking for more injuries.
Tommy's face crumpled as he force himself to not weep, and he grabbed Newt's hand in his owns, rubbing his cheek against it. Minho cupped Newt's hand, and placed a little kiss on his palm before standing and turning and taking couple of step from him toward the window on the bed side. "What's the last thing you can remember?" he asked without turned to face his best friend.
"Uhuu, we were on that bed, touching each other, and….I'm not sure, but I think I could have seen Alby, maybe?…. but I don't know what happened later… " Newt knew he sounded as lost as he felt, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
Minho's back was the only thing he can saw, but he didn't need to see his face to know that Minho was crying, it was obvious from his shoulder position, and from the sound of his next words: "The Flare tried to survive, and you went all Crank on us, slimhead"
"Those injuries are my fault?" when Newt didn't get an answer he turned to the brunette that still at his side "Tommy? I did it to you?"
"That wasn't you, it was the Flare, I know that, we both know that…" Thomas gave up on not cry, and just hugged the thinner boy, weeping in the chock of his shoulder "I wasn't your fault, it' is not your fault…"
"Min?" Newt called, stretching out an arm even if Minho still out reach.
"…"
"Min, please, look at me…I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm so sorry, please Minho, please…"
"…"
"Minho?"
Minho turned, and watched at the two boys crying on the bed through his own tears.
"Oh, Newt…." he sighed "It's ok, you are going to be fine babe, we will be fine, ok?" he joined the other two on the bed. He wondered how many times they end up that way in the last couple of months? Will their lives ever becoming easier?
His thoughts were interrupted by Ava. "You are awake, finally" "We should restart the test now" RatMan added, entering after her.
"NO!"
"Newt?" was the worried question from the other two boys.
"We cannot, I cannot go through this again, I cannot deal with the idea of hurting them… Please, I cannot do that again…"
"Newt…" Ava sighed, half worried, half upset.
"No, no, nonnononono" Newt drew his legs to his chest, and wrap his arms around them "please, no… Minho, Tommy, please, tell her we will never go through that again…"
"but Newt, is the only way to heal you…" Thomas retort rubbing circle on the brit back.
"Yes, Newt, you will still have hallucinations if we don't setted your dopamine level…"
"You don't know! that is just an hypothesis!"
"Newt, the reaction of your illness to the procedure is quite a good clue that that is the right way…" Ava's tone was the one you could use with a stubborn child.
"What if I wouldn't repeat the procedure? I would become a Crank anyway?"
"We could exclude that, from our datas you will still have hallucinations, and you could infect other people with the Flare, and you will develop fever any time you will meet any infected person. But your kill zone can deal with the illness, unless the illness feels threaten in any way"
In this moment Newt appreciated RatMan dry speech more than Ava sugar coated words
"So I'm sort of bomb"
"Yes, but you will be no danger for your friend for the time being, unless you decide to have sex together."
"In this case, can we please go home now?"
