A.N.: I got a little time o write this little thing Hope you like it. Thanks for all the support 3 Love you.

Chapter 29: Past

The rest of the day was calm which allowed Emma's teenager girl part of the brain to think about what was going on between her and Minho until the boys arrived the Glade at the end of the day.

"Are you excited?" Newt asked catching the girl by surprise.

"About what?" she asked taking her eyes from Ben and Minho who were catching their breaths in the middle of the crowd which was starting to vanish.

"Your bloody boyfriend just arrived at the maze." Newt mocked.

Emma rolled her eyes although she had spent her day thinking about him.

"How's your arm?" she changed the subject.

"Great." Newt told her with a small grin. "Oh look, the boyfriend is coming. Better go before he gets bloody jelous and beats the klunk out of me."

Her friend left her with a squeeze on her shoulder.

"Birdy." Minho greeted coming towards Emma. "Missed me?"

Before she could say anything Minho grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against him making the brunette blush. His lips met hers and the crowd around them disppeared. It was a short kiss, but still it was powerful enough to send chills down her spine.

"I did…" Emma whispered when their lips seperated.

The Gladers around them were cheering and whistling at the couple who couldn't care less about their audiance. This cleared Emma's mind about any doubts about their relationship and that made her feel really happy.

That night Minho had dinner with Emma. Not that it was na unusual thing, but normaly someone would join them. That didn't happen that time, the kiss had sent a clear message to every Glader.

"So you don't mind people knowing anymore." Emma pointed as she took a bite from a red apple, her favourite.

"Well, those shanks will never have the guts to say anything to me." Minho said with a smirk.

Emma laughed and there was silence before Minho spoke.

"You weren't in the room this morning." The asian told her.

"I know. I woke up early." Emma informed looking away from Minho,

"Why? Was it a nightmare?" Minho asked though he already knew the asnwer.

"Yes. But it wasn't a big deal." Emma stated.

"Maybe you should talk to Clint."Minho told her causing the girl to raise an eyebrow. "Arriving here wasn't easy and when I became a runner I had to deal with all the dangers and the frustration of not finding a way out. I had nightmares so I turned to Clint. He's a med-jack, he's supposed to fix people."

Emma observed her boyfriend's expression while she absorved all the information. Minho, the tough, full of himself guy had nightmares and he was sharing that with her.

"I'm a med-jack myself." Emma pointed after a few seconds. " I can fix myself."

"Emma…"

"Even if I went to Clint what would he think about me dreaming about a guy named Thomas and a girl named Teresa." Emma muttered making sure no one was hearing her. "I don't want to tell anyone until I'm sure about what this means."

Minho's hand reached for hers squeezing it softly.

"It's going to be okay Emma." he assured her.

Emma smiled trying to believe him, but it was impossible.

The two went to their room. As usual Minho pushed Emma to the bed with him not letting her sleep on the cold hard floor.

Emma squeezed herself against Minho's chest and he brushed her brown hair with his thingers until she fell asleep.

Emma was sitting on the room that she recognised to be her "prison". There was only a white bed and a desk with the chair where she sat. The door opened and her eyes flew to its direction to see who was her visitor.

"Minho?" she asked getting on her feet.

The boy smiled looking around the room to check for cameras.

"Are you allowed to be in here?" she asked knowing that the only one who could visit her was Thomas, Teresa and guards to bring her food and take her to the bathroom.

The boy didn't answer he just took her in his arms.

"It's this week." She remembered feeling tears forming on her eyes.

Minho took a deep breath but he didn't say anything. He was going to the maze and he was going to forget Emma, his Emma.

"They say that we're probably be toghether again." Emma told him.

"I know. But you won't remember me, or this, or anything." He said in a low voice.

"It's okay, we'll make new memories." Emma told him making him smile.

Minho pressed his lips againsts Emma's softly.

"It will be okay." Minho assured her. "Just don't take too long to come to me."