I woke up the sun beaming in from the window, blinding my vision. I peered out the window and saw boys hard at work in the gardens and around the glade, I guessed it must be around midday. Newt must have let me sleep in. At the thought of Newt, I remembered the night before, my piecing screams and uncontrollable sobs haunting me. As I put my boots on, I headed outside in search of Newt, he could tell me what I was doing.

I looked around the glade aimlessly for about half an hour, getting odd stares from passing gladers. I finally found him in the gardens, behind a bush, digging up some dirt. What he was planning to do was beyond me, but I don't suppose I used to garden. I towered above him, my shadow blocking out the powerful beam of the sun, forcing him to look up.

"Oh, hey Brooke. Are you feeling alright?" he asked, worry plastered on his face. I felt a tug pull at my heart signalling that I wasn't okay but I didn't want Newt to worry, so instead I spun around on the spot smiling away, almost falling over if Newt hadn't caught me.

"Woah, careful there Brooke. You don't want to hurt yourself or the baby."

I smile fell immediately. The baby. How could I forget? Newt must've seen my smile fade, as his did too.

"Are you sure you're okay Brooke?" he asked again.

"I had just forgotten about the baby, a lots been on my mind lately," I replied looking at the ground, still trying to get my head around all of this.

"Well why don't we get you some food and then head to the Med-Jacks, they want to see if they can tell how far along you are."

I nodded and followed Newt like a lost puppy. We reached the kitchen but I was immediately put off as the smell of bacon cooking in the kitchen made me want to throw up. I grabbed Newt's arm and pulled him away with me. He turned around looking baffled, a questioning look on his face.

"The smell of food makes me want to throw up, I don't think I can eat anything right now," I explained holding my stomach.

Newt looked like he was about to disagree but decided not to push it, instead he led me to the Med-Jacks. We had to walk across most of the glade so I asked Newt questions to fill the time.

"Newt?"

"Yes Brooke," he replied with a smirk on his face.

"Y'know the baby? How many people know?" I asked, suddenly feeling shy.

"Me, Alby and the rest of the keepers. We had a gathering this morning about it. Why?"

"I was just wondering how everyone was going to be told. I don't really want to tell them myself."

"I can get Alby to tell them when we introduce some new rules," he suggested.

This caught you're attention. "New rules?"

"Yeah, basically no one lays a finger on you and respects your privacy."

"Oh okay," he said. "Thank you."
"Anytime greenie," Newt said with another one of his charming smirks.

We arrived at the Med-Jacks to be greeted by Clint. He led us inside and told me to lay on the bed. Newt stayed in the room leaning against the doorframe, rubbing his chin with his hands.

"Um..would you mind lifting your top please," Jeff said nervously.

I lifted it, surprised to see a small bump already forming there. Clint and Jeff felt my stomach and listening to a heartbeat with some sort of equipment.

"Well we're no experts in this area but I'd say you're about 3 months along, close to 4 maybe. Make sure you come in for a check-up every once in a while and if anything feels strange at all, come here immediately."

"Okay, thanks Clint. Thanks Jeff," I said as I left the building with Newt.

"So green-" Newt began but was cut off by a piecing alarm. I pressed my hands to my ears, pain flowing through my head from the injury I had obtained yesterday. Newt stepped in front of me to get my attention, confusion spread across his face.

"Newt! What's going on?" I asked, panicking.

"It's the bloody greenie alarm."
"What?! I thought that only came up every month?"

"Exactly," Newt said before rushing off to the box. I swiftly followed behind, my hands still resting on my head.

Alby, Gally and all the other gladers were already there, shock and confusion spread across all their faces.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" Newt asked Alby.

"How the shuck do we know?" he responded, his permanent scowl more obvious than ever before.

Suddenly, the alarm stopped as abruptly as it had started and the box opened. Everyone pushed forward trying to get a better view, resulting in me being shoved to the back. I heard gasps and whispers of "no way," and "what the shuck?"

I heard a bang as someone jumped into the box. A couple of minutes passed before a pathway was being cleared in the crowd of boys and Newt was walking through, carrying the limp body of a boy.

He placed him on the ground before checking his pulse.

"I think he's dead," Newt said. Jeff and Clint came forward and confirmed the terrible reality.

"Maybe it's a warning," Gally growled, anger in his voice. "This is all because of her and that baby she's carrying. She's not meant to be here."

He walked towards me as the gladers gasped, shocked at the news of my pregnancy. Newt stood in front of me protectively as Alby tried to hold Gally back with a few others.

"You slinthead, she's not to blame and we weren't going to tell them yet. Only when she was ready," I heard Minho say. Without anyone noticing I managed to slip around all the drama and look at the dead boy on the grass. I recognised him instantly and fell to my knees beside him. I grabbed his hand and sobbed into it. Newt had come to my side at the noise of my tears, telling me that it was okay, trying to get me away from the dead boy.

"He's my brother," I cried, not letting go of his hand. "James. James, wake up. James! James!"

I tried frantically to wake him, knowing it was useless, but holding onto the thread of hope. At my tears and cries, everyone had gone silent, shock evident on their faces.

"Brooke, it's okay. Brooke." Newt tried to calm me which only resulted in me collapsing into his arms, crying once again in front of him.

"My whole family is dead, I have no one." I cried. "They killed him. Janson, Wicked. They killed him. For sending me up. For helping me. They killed him. They killed him." I repeated over and over as Newt rocked me backwards and forwards, unsure of what to do.

So here is chapter 4! I'm so sorry for the long wait but my WiFi has been down all week so I haven't been able to post. I'm back now though and I hope you enjoy it!

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