"So...You don't have any clothes right now?" Alby asked once more.

I looked at him. Newt glared. "Seriously?" I asked.

"Where did they-"

"If I knew, Alby, I would have my clothes on, and not Newt's," I said pointing out the obvious as I pushed open the door to the Homestead.

Ben's scream pierced the air. I sighed as Alby looked at me expectantly. Newt gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm on it..." I muttered, trudging up the stairs.

I carefully pulled my legs out from under the boy, trying to keep him as still as possible. He was still asleep... Good. I moved to wipe my hands on my pants, realizing I had none on and cursed under my breath. Slowly closing the door, I peeked into the next room. Newt, Alby, and our two Med-Jacks were all crowded around the girl's cot. Smirking to myself, I crept up behind them, whispering, "Boo!" I Newt's ear.

He jumped, turning to see me snickering at him. The others struggled not to laugh. "What about-" Alby began.

"Relax, just put him to sleep." I told him, "Ain't nothin to worry about." I turned my gaze on the girl. "How is she?"

Newt looked down at me... his expression told me nothing had changed. Clint and Jeff began talking, to me apparently, but I wasn't listening. I was too busy reading, both Newt and Alby's expressions. They were thinking about the messages she brought. I was sure of it. I laid a hand on Newt's arm, looking up at him. He turned his gaze to me, then to the floor. I wrapped my arm around his bicep, playing with the hemm of his new shirt.

Clint and Jeff were still going at it. "he-hem," I cleared my throat. They turned to me, eyebrows raised. "Thank you, but next time... I don't need all the details. Unlike Alby, I'd rather not know when she takes a buggin' klunk." Alby glared at me. I smirked in reply. The two Med-Jacks laughed as they exited the room.

"Sneaky dismissal there, MaC, sure you don't wanna be leader?" Alby asked jokingly, he knew I had no such desire and I was more than happy to let him deal with all the klunk.

I chuckled, "No, no, no, I'm good... But seriously guys... What are we gonna do?" They bowed their heads. "If she'd the last newbie... do you think they'll stop sending supplies?"

"Probably," Newt replied, his arm coming around my waist.

It wasn't a happy atmosphere. "Still," I said, "We have time. No need to go crazy or anything. We have time to figure this out, besides," I said, trying to convince not only them, but myself as well. "Nothin's even happened yet."

"We should still call a Gathering," Newt said, seeming to agree.

Alby nodded, "Soon as Minho gets back."

"Good-"

"He's gone!"

"What?" Alby, Newt, and I all screamed in unison.

"Ben's gone," Clint repeated.

"Yeah, but where the hell did he go?" I said, my voice rougher than I intended.

"How should I know," I tore my eyes from Clint, looking back at the two boy behind me. Alby was glaring.

"I swear, Alby, he-"

"You should have stayed with him." Alby growled, pushing me to the side as he stormed past. I opened my mouth to argue, he was getting much to close to the 'Women should stay home and clean. Their place is in the kitchen and home,' klunk.

Newt stopped me. "Calm down, MaC, he's had a rough day." He tried to calm me down.

"Fine, I get it... just..." I didn't know how to finish.

"C'mon, let's find the shank before he put a knife in someone's eye."

I nodded.

Newt and I were just close enough to hear what was about to unfold. Wire snapped, an object sliced through the air... and found its home with a sickening thud. Another signaled a body hitting the ground. Newt and I glanced at each other. Ben was dead, I had not doubt in my mind. Alby had killed him...

"Come on, Baggers'll take care of him tomorrow." It was Alby's voice. I assumed that Ben had freaked, gone completely loony and attacked someone, wouldn't be the first time it had happened... but it would be tragic all the same... poor kid.

Before I knew it, Alby was in front of me, bow in hand. A stone-cold mask worn as an expression. "It's done, let's get back to the Homestead." I nodded stiffly, fumbling for Newt's hand.

I was practically falling asleep during the Gathering... and I wasn't the only one. Minho was dozing off next to me, not even the girl perked his interest enough to listen. Newt, on the other side of the room was also struggling to keep his eyes open. Alby and Zart didn't seem at their best either, both zoning out in the middle of conversations.

I yawned loudly, my face reddening Minho smirked at me, "Someone's tired," he whispered. I elbowed him. "Been up with Newt all night?" I blushed, elbowing him again. I yawned again, hearing Newt laugh from the otherside of the room. As well as Minho and Alby. Zart too, if you could believe it. Gally glared at me. I glared back, he looked away. Alby only looked at me, rolling his eyes.

"Let's just-" Alby yawned, surprising himself. I stuck my tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes at me once more. Minho snickered next to me, but when I looked at him, he looked away, playing innocence. "Finish this tomorrow."

"Seconded," I said, struggling to gain my footing. "Now, let's hit the sheets, get some shut eye, looooonnnng day tomorrow."

Later that night, I was laying down using my hands as a pillow to cushion my head. With Minho and Alby to my left and Newt to my right, all seemed almost normal. Minho's slight snoring, almost a comfort as I listened to the steady breathing of the blonde-haired boy next to me. Today was a long day, and I was tired. Dog tired, but I just couldn't seem to fall asleep...

Little did she know, later that night, once she slipped into unconsciousness, Minho and Newt got to talking about the beautiful brown-haired grey-eyed girl sleeping next to them. "C" Newt said.

"Caring?" Minho suggested.

"Eh, a bit boring but works. D?"

"Easy, Daring, she was the first in the maze after all."

"E?"

Minho smirked.

"What?"

"Easy on the eyes..."

Newt broke into a smile, "Good one, F?"

"Fiiinnnneee" Minho was still smirking. Keeping to her appearances, though there was so much more to her... he didn't want Newt to know how he wasn't sure if maybe, somehow, along the way, he kinda, sorta, maybe, accidentally, liked, maybe, possibly fell in love with her.

Newt laughed, "True enough, G?"

"Gorgeous, Good, Gutsy...Gay."

Newt raised an eyebrow. "Gay?"

"Yeah, happy!"

Newt chuckled, okay then. "H"

"Hot"

"You're good at this."

Minho shrugged, "I do what I can."

"I"

"Intelligent" He was running out of words for appearances.

"J?"

"Just?"

Newt shrugged, J was hard."K"

"Kind-hearted"

Minho seemed to coming up with these awful quick..., Newt thought. "L"

"Loyal" Minho was laying back now, his hands cushioning his head.

Newt gave him a strange look that he didn't see. "M"

"Magnificent" was he could think. For Newt, the word Mine came to mind as the words came back to him. "Too bad for them... I'm all yours..."

Was Minho in love with his girl-friend?... Was MaC his girl-friend?!

His head hit the ground, "Night Minho."

"Night," Minho replied, closing his eyes, praying to... whoever, that he hadn't given anything away...

A/N: Sorry, this chapter skips around a lot... the last part was more for fun than the actual story, but it still plays into it.