Happy Wednesday Humans! How have you guys been? I am doing fabulous, we have another chapter as promised. I am trying to stick to the schedule I have laid out which is Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday. I may update off schedule sometimes, but thats okay. I would like to thank bookworm9117 and DemigodBooks for following the story! I think that makes it 10 followers on the story! I am really happy about this and would like to give you guys a hug right now but... I am on my computer. Instead I will give you guys internet cookie, I have seen lots of these on other stories. So here is and internet cookie for all of you! (::) (::) (::) I think I did that right. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

(Guest) Yes, a protective Newt is an adorable Newt. I will continue to the Scorch Trials and the Death Cure, so this book will have lots of chapters! I know that Newt dies and I don't know what to do. Should I keep him alive? I don't know. Okay, we are back to the Teresa thing. Well, I never liked the idea of having two girls on the Glade AND I just really don't like her for some weird reason. But she will have a small appearance in the story, It may be just a mention of her name or she is in one chapter.

(saraaaaaaahjexoxo) Yes! We must all ship Lynho! Lynn and Newt are very cute as brother and sister.

'Sloppers,' Lynn thought to herself as she scrubbed another dirty, smelly, disgusting shirt. 'Just had to be Sloppers.' The only upside to this day was that she got to spend the day with Chuck. She handed another wet shirt to Chuck for him to hang on the wash line.

"Lynn,"

"Yes Chuck," Lynn grabbed another shirt and threw it in the wash bin.

"Do you have a thing for Minho?" Her hands stopped scrubbing and looked up at Chuck with wide eyes.

"Where did you get that piece of klunk from?" She laughed nervously and continued to scrub.

"Well-" Chuck was cut off by an a loud ringing alarm. The Greenie alarm to be exact. Lynn's head snapped to the middle of the Glade to see all the boys heading to the box. She dropped the shirt in her hands, making a loud 'Splash' in the water, and took off towards the box. She elbowed her way through the crowd and appeared next to Alby.

"What's going on?" she asked the leader. The ringing finally stopped,

"I don't know." Gally and Newt lifted the doors to the metal cage. Alby hopped into the box but, nothing was there. Lynn spotted a piece of paper right next to Alby's feet, she jumped down and picked it up. Her nimble fingers unfolded it,

"What does it say Lynn?" Jeff asked from above.

The piece of paper read:

He was the last one...EVER

"Lynn?" Alby said softly, which was rare, and rested a hand on her shoulder.

"He was the last one, ever," She replied steadily. Everyone's gaze drifted to Thomas, who was standing at the edge next to Newt. An odd moment of silence hung over the Glade, Alby cupped his hands over his mouth.

"Everybody back to work!" The crowd dispersed and Alby climbed out of the box, leaving Lynn in the box with the note held tightly in her hands.

"Need a hand?" She looked up to see Thomas holding a hand out to her. A small smile played on her lips and she took his outstretched hand.

"Thanks," He hauled her up to the ground. She looked around to see everyone was gone, "Where did everyone go?" She asked, peering behind Thomas.

"They called a Gathering, You know you were in that box for like, five minutes." She lightly smacked his arm, muttering a 'slim it' under her breath.

"I'm going to go wait for Minho and Newt to get out from the Gathering, Bye Tommy."

"Bye Lynn," Lynn jogged over to the Council room and leaned up against the wooden wall. Listening to the muffled shouts coming from the inside.

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Lynn slowly grew tired of the idea of waiting for Minho and Newt to come out, it has been an hour since they went in and it was already dark out. She felt her eyelids grow heavy, and was about to let sleep overcome her when she heard a scream. Her eyes shot open, she heard a scream again. It was coming from the Dead-Heads. Lynn took off in a sprint towards the forests, swatting away tree branches and tripping over sticks on the ground. Lynn stopped dead in her tracks when she saw two figures wrestling in the moonlight. When the figures separated she was able to see the faces in more detail, it was Ben and Thomas. She knew Tommy would be dead by the time she would run to go get and Alby and come back, so she sprung into action. Lynn ran forward and pried Ben off of Thomas, she grabbed him by his forearm and was able to flip him over her shoulder. He landed on the ground with a grunt, Ben's head shot up and their gazes met. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he laid motionless on the ground. She looked over at Thomas who was now standing and staring at the ground. She quietly made her way over to the trembling Greenie and rested a hand on his shoulder,

"You all right Tommy?" He shook his head vigorously, not taking his eyes off Ben's body. "C'mon," Lynn took his head in hers, "Baggers will come get him later." She tugged his hand and pulled him out of the Dead-Heads, hands still intertwined.

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Lynn sat next to Thomas in the Homestead, everyone else was sleeping except for them and Chuck. Her back rested against the wooden pole behind her and faced Chuck, who was looking at his lap, the trio sat in a complete silence.

"Say Something," Chuck said for the fifth time ever since they all moved their sleeping bags next to each other.

"No," Thomas replied, as he had done the other four times.

"Everyone know what happened," Chuck said, " It's happened once or twice- some Greiver-stung shank flipped out and attacked somebody. Don't think your special."

"Chuck," Thomas said, getting slightly irritated with the younger boy, "Be glad that I'm not holding a knife right now."

"I'm just play-"

"I think it's time to go to bed Chuck." Lynn said softly, sending him a tired smile. He nodded and settled down in his sleeping bag. "Try to get some sleep Tommy." She squeezed his hand reassuringly and laid down, letting sleep overcome her.

I know this chapter is a little chapter is a little short and I am really sorry about that. It just I have been dealing with this freaking cold and it makes it a little harder to write. I would like to thank you guys again for 10 followers, you don't know how happy I am! Please remember to leave a comment, favorite, and follow the story. Later Humans!

-Broadwaykid1832