Newt stayed with the girl for the rest of the night. And it was not an easy night. She woke up from nightmares at least five times that night. Each time she woke up Newt was the only one that could calm her down enough, and it had still resulted in a bruised jaw or two.

Newt checked his wristwatch, he wasn't a runner anymore but he had refused to give it back, he was going to get something out of being in that bloody maze. It was 6:15 in the morning, he groaned and slouched in his chair. Newt's eyes drooped with exhaustion and his hair had turned into a tousled birds nest from the restless night. What could she possibly be dreaming about? Are they that bad? Newt eyed the girl tiredly she was curled up in a tight ball, her hair had become a tangled mass and red tearstains stripped her cheeks. Even then she still looked amazing. There was a knock at the door and Clint and Jeff re-entered carrying a bowl of soup in each hand.

"You should get some rest Newt." Jeff said walking over to the bedside table and then re-checking the girl's pulse.

"He's right man. She hasn't woken up screaming in like two hours. Go get some food and some sleep. We can take it from here." Clint said walking over to check on the dark haired girl. Newt stood up and looked at the girl reluctantly, she sure was bloody pretty. Newt almost didn't want to go… but he was tired.

"Yeah, okay. I'm going to go get something to eat and see if I can find Tommy or Alby. Come get me if anything happens." The two boys nodded before turning their attention back on the girls.

Sadie was running from something. Something big. She could hear the whirring and clicking of it behind her. She could practically feel the ground tremble as it dragged itself after her, groaning and screeching eerily. Sadie sprinted around a corner giant walls covered in ivy flew past her as she hurtled towards the edge of a cliff. At the last second she skidded to a stop before she could go flying over the edge and turned around slowly. There were more, the groaning had increased ten fold. And she was surrounded.

Sadie's eyes snapped open as her mind quickly switched back to reality. Her heart pounded and her head spun. Where am I? She thought groggily trying to clear away her blurry vision and get a good look at her surroundings. She was in a soft bed, the blankets tucked around her, the room was small and it looked like she wasn't the only one in it. If it was even possible, Sadie's heart started to race even faster.

"She's waking up!" A voice said by her ear snapping her right out of her confused daze. She tried to get up but a hand clamped down on her forearm holding her down against the bed. "Go get Newt!" The voice yelled, Sadie didn't even have time to think before her fist instinctively slammed into the boy's nose and sent him reeling backwards. Something inside of her clicked and she let her instincts take over, pushing herself out of the bed she ran towards the door.

"Wait! Stop!" Another voice yelled as two arms wrapped around her torso pinning her arms down. Sadie let out an angry gasp and kicked her foot backwards her heel connected with something soft. The boy let out a strangled groan and his arms loosened slightly, just enough for Sadie to wrench her own arms free and grab one of his wrist in both hands. She leaned down pulling their combined wait forward and sent the guy flipping over her shoulder. He slammed into the other boy and they collapsed on the floor in a tangled heap, both of them groaning in pain. Sadie spun in a circle wildly. What's going on? Where the hell am I!

Her eyes landed on the door again she sprinted towards it her heart hammering and yanked it open. To her surprise and dismay there was another boy waiting behind the door. It was the blonde guy from before. His eyes widened when he saw her but he didn't attempt to grab her like the other two. He didn't move out of her way either. Sadie's senses were still going haywire, her mind was swirling and spinning in every direction. Just a quick punch to the jaw and a jab in his stomach and he would be out. But something stopped her.

"You- you helped me before right?" She asked in a rush pointing her finger back in the room. "You helped me right? With the-"

"Nightmares." He finished nodding his hands raised. Sadie narrowed her eyes and focused on him. She remembered waking up screaming last night, she remembered how real and life-like her dreams had seemed. But one of the clearest things she could remember was a soothing accented voice and this guys rough and admittedly handsome face being there whenever she woke up.

"Then can you tell me where the hell I am?" Sadie asked icily.

"You're in the Glade love." He answered nonchalantly. Sadie furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"What are you talking about? And why do you keep calling me-'' Sadie started to say but her vision was blurring again, she staggered and grabbed onto the doorway for support as the room began to spin again. Damnit.

"Careful sunshine, here let's get you back over to the bed." The boy rushed forward and wrapped one arm around her waist. He sat her down on the edge of the bed before walking over to the other side of the room to check on the two other boys. Sadie held her head in her hands trying to will the spinning to stop. She could faintly here the blonde guy talking to the two others both of them grumbling angrily as he ushered them out the door. In a matter of seconds he was back hovering over her like a pesky fly. Sadie wanted to tell him to leave her alone but all she could do was sit and wait for her headache to clear. "Rest here for a second. I'll be right back I've got something for you." The guy quickly left the room Sadie could hear his uneven footsteps creaking down an old stairway on his way out. After a minute or two her vision cleared and Sadie sighed in relief. Her headache was slowly fading away and she was finally able to really look around her. She was in a small room in what seemed to be the second story of a rickety house. Teresa was passed out in the bed next to her and Sadie was relieved to see that she seemed safe enough.

Sadie got shakily to her feet, and was able to slowly regain her footing. She walked over to a window in the room and peered out. They were in a wide grass covered clearing she could see smaller buildings and gardens off in the distance and what looked like huge walls lining the small valley on every side. Maybe I should just make a run for it. It looked like she was only one story off the ground but there was no telling whether she'd make it or not. But still… It can't be that far of a drop can it?

"Oh great your up," Sadie jumped and spun around. The guy was back, "I brought you some clothes, figured you'd want them." He said walking in and setting a bundle of clothes down on the edge of the bed. Sadie watched him awkwardly quickly scanning him for any signs of a weapon. It didn't seem like he had any, in fact he still had the same mischievous and sarcastic air to him that she had sensed back in the metal box. The only thing that hinted at that darkness she had seen in his eyes was the limp in his walk. But it didn't seem like he was going to hurt her… and he had helped her last night… After a moment of hesitation Sadie walked over and lifted a dark maroon shirt off the pile. The boy watched her carefully before saying, "Sorry about that." Sadie shifted her gaze back to him and they locked eyes.

"Sorry about what?"

She shifted her gaze towards him and caught his eye. Bloody hell. When she looked up Newt was met with a pair of warm, chocolaty brown eyes. They had a mischievous and mesmerizing glint to them and seemed to read him like an open book. The girl looked even better after calming down. She had a pretty heart shaped face and high cheekbones that gave her a sort of elfish appearance. Plus she was one hell of a fighter judging from the groaning boys that had left the room in a rather big hurry.

"Hello?"

"Oh yeah. Well I guess I'm sorry about that for starters." Newt said awkwardly blushing when he realized he had been starring at her. He scratched the back of his neck and she chuckled slightly before shaking her head. "And sorry about the clothes, they're all guy clothes, you and your friend are the only girls there are around here. But I tried to find the smallest size."

"These are perfect actually. Thanks." She said with a small, tight smile. She seemed more settled now, still a little suspicious and confused about him and the Glade. She still glanced around the room suspiciously as if preparing for another fight or striking a plan to jump out the window but less panicked all the same. The two stood awkwardly for a second before she finally spoke again. "What's your name?"

"Newt." He answered thankful for the break in silence. He stuck his hand out to her and gave her a small grin.

"Sadie." She answered, she gave his hand a quick look, but opted out and ignored it. Sadie haw? Newt retracted his hand and chuckled. Seems friendly enough. He paused and looked around, Newt wasn't quite sure of what to do next. Alby would want to know that she woke up, might even want to question her.

"Alby's going to want to hold a Gathering and question you." Newt admitted carefully as Clint and Jeff came back from the medicine cabinet, ice pressed to their faces. Sadie's lips pursed but she nodded.

"Is there a place I can change?" She asked gathering up the rest of the clothes, Newt nodded and walked towards the door waving at her to follow. She glanced quickly over her shoulder at the other girl before following him out of the Homestead.

Newt led Sadie to a small bathhouse and quickly checked inside.

"No one's inside. I'll guard out here while you change." He informed her, Sadie smiled in thanks and walked into a stall, her smile instantly disappearing as soon as she was alone. How pathetic can I be? Sadie thought shaking her head in embarrassment as memories from last night finally resurfaced. She had practically cried in the arms of a stranger! Sadie sighed in frustration before pulling on a pair of too big jeans. Her whole body still ached, but hey, she did judo flip a guy for gods sake. She smiled slightly at the memory, Guess I'm not that pathetic. Her smirk grew wider at the thought. She turned around with a small laugh and faced the smudged bathroom mirror and studied what she saw. Her face seemed familiar enough, but her head still felt empty of almost all other faces. She tugged at a curl in her hair, she looked fine. Not exactly what she had expected but at least it looked like she was in shape. Sadie shrugged and grabbed the hem of the dirty shirt she was wearing and tugged it off. But when she looked down she was slapped by confusion all over again. She let out a small gasp and rushed closer to the mirror.

Angry, red gashes and puncture wounds scarred her sides and abdomen. Sadie's eyes widened and she quickly turned around and stared at her reflection over her shoulder. Her back was covered in scars too. Jagged red lines littered her back and puckered scars spotted her skin. The scars were ugly and terrifying all of them ranging in length from small faded ones to long red stripes that crossed from her shoulder blades down to the small of her back.

"You okay?" Newt called from outside. Sadie took in a deep breath and used the sink counter to steady herself. Where did she get all these scars? These have to mean something, they have to be from my past. Sadie ran her finger over a particularly nasty looking scratch and gulped. What did this to me?

"I'm okay. Just give me a second." Sadie finally answered quickly tugging her shirt on before heading outside. Newt was leaning against the side of the building and smiled when he saw her.

"Alby's called a Gathering Greenie, you're going to have to tell us everything. But it should be fine." He said gesturing for her to follow him as he walked away from the bathrooms. He was walking with the same limp from before and before she could stop herself she asked him about it.

"What happened to your leg?" Sadie blurted out, cringing at her bluntness.

"The bugging maze is what happened." Newt said pointing towards a gaping doorway in the walls around them.

"Maze?"

"Yep, trust me love you do not want a job in there." Newt said shaking his head solemnly.

"Why? What's in the maze?" Sadie asked looking out at the eerie doorway. "I mean there's something out there right?" She wasn't quiet sure how she knew but she felt certain about it. She quickly took notice that there was more than one doorway, each of them stood over 100ft tall casting ghostly shadows on the grassy ground.

"Why are you asking?" Newt answered turning hostile all of a sudden. Sadie shrugged but couldn't shake the small suspicions that were growing in her.

"It's just- is there anything out there that could… leave scars?'' She asked quietly, she didn't know why she asked. She had been a second away from punching the guy no more than ten minutes ago. But all that uneasiness had quickly drained away, she felt comfortable around Newt. She had just met him, and didn't know anything about him but she might as well try and get some answers.

"What do you mean?" He asked pausing to turn and look at her.

"I have these scars, these gashes and these marks like I was pricked with something, or- or"

"Stung?"