Chapter 18

I realize this isnt going exactly the same way as the movie/book, but the outcome will be the same.

They drove for a while. When they stopped, they met up with the rest of the right arm, which was less than what they started with.

"We should be safe from Wicked here.. At least for a while." Harris, Sonya's friend, announced to everyone.

Thats when everyone went their seperate ways, but they remained close.. just in case. Newt pulled Thomas away from the rest and put his hands on Thomas' shoulders. "Tommy." He shook Thomas, so he looked at him.

"I know." Thomas nodded. "I can't let it get to me right now. I know" He looked at his boyfriend. "I'm fine." he nodded.

That's when Newt pulled him into a tight hug. "Your strength continues to amaze me." Newt whispered.

Thomas rested his head on Newts shoulder face in the crook of his neck. He wasn't strong because he wanted to. Sometimes he just wanted to curl up into Newts arms and cry. But 1) He didn't like to show his sensitive side. And 2) He needed to stay strong.. for everyone else.

They went back to the rest of the group, who was setting up for possible danger and Newt asked what he could do to help, while Thomas sat and rested his eyes. He ended up falling asleep. No shit. He's been awake foor 2 straigt days.

Thomas faintly heard someone tell Newt to come keep an eye on him, but also say "take this for precaution"

Thomas assume it was a gun. He was too tired to pay attention.

Thomas felt Newt sit beside him as he drifted off, he ended up laying down with his head on Newt's lap.

He woke up to panic, as per usual.

Newt was shaking him. "Thomas get up now." He said, handing him a gun.

Great. Wicked found them. At least Thomas got a bit of sleep. e got up, took the gun and gave Newt a quick kiss. "We can do this" he whispered.

Newt stared at him for a bit. Then nodded. "I love you. Stay safe. Don't die." Newt said.

Thomas laughed. "I love you too. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. You. you stay safe. You hear me? Don't die." Thomas said, as they parted to cover more ground.

Jorge found Thomas.

"Thomas. Here, hermano!" Jorge pulled him to cover behind a rock.

"what's this?" Thomas said, as Jorge gave him something small, but he could practically feel it's power.

"this.." He said. "Is a grenade." he said.

Thomas furrowed his eyebrows. "what does it do?"

"Press this button," he shwe him, "An thro it as fast a you can. It'll cause an explosion. Dont use it unless you need to." He said, then he ran off.

Thomas paused. Then stuck it in his pocket. He looked aroun. Shit. Wicked got everyone from the mazes.

"where's Thomas?" He heard Janson.

He took a deep breath. "I'm right here." He said hoarsley.

"Thomas!" He smirked, thn punched him in te stomach and got him to kneel beside Minho, who was beside Newt.

Thomas coughed, then looked up at Janson with disgust.

"Why didn't you run?" Minho said.

"I made a promise." Thomas answered. "Plus. I wouldn't have gotten far." He muttered.

He looked at Minho, then to Newt.

Newt saw a look of determination in Thomas' eyes.

"Don't do anyting stupid." Newt mouthed.

Thomas half-smiled.

Boy... stupid didnt even cover half of what he had in mind.

Ayeee so there's like a chapter left. I know. I'm sad too. BUT I'LL COME BACK WITH A TRILOGY WITH THE DEATH CURE! :D

Gotta wait until it comes out though.