I was covered in sweat when I finally woke up. Ben was still asleep with me in his arms. I nudged him awake and burst into a smile when his eyes fluttered open, and he yawned.

"Morning, princess," he whispered and kissed the side of my head.

"Good morning," I smiled and snuggled into him.

"Can you run with me today?" Ben smiled down at me.

I laughed softly, and said, "Of course. Who else is going to keep you safe?"

"Haha," Ben stuck his tongue out at me and climbed out of the hammock.

"So, I see the two of you are back to normal," Minho said as Ben and I walked towards the Maze doors, hand in hand. I wasn't completely sure, but I thought there was a hint of jealously in his voice. Guilt filled me when I remembered Minho liking Maria.

"Very funny, Min," I growled and punched him lightly in the arm.

"Ouch," Minho replied and laughed.

"I've decided to run with Ben today," I said as the three of us and Bill gathered at the doors.

Minho gasped and said, "Not me. I'm so hurt right now."

"I'm sure," I rolled my eyes and turned back towards Ben, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm just very happy," Ben whispered and pulled me towards him for a hug.

"Yeah, me too."

Ben and I stopped for lunch after running about three-fourths of our section.

"See anything?" I asked.

"Nope. Let's eat," Ben said and plopped down on the Maze floor. After we finished our sandwiches prepared by Frypan, we stood up and packed up everything.

"Wait," Ben said, and pulled me towards him. I shivered, even though it was quiet warm in the Maze, but didn't move away. Ben placed his hands on my waist and kissed me. He pushed me against the Maze wall gently and deepened the kiss. He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Ben, maybe we should go," I laughed. "Wouldn't want a Griever watching us make out, would we?" Ben laughed too and set me back down.

"Gosh, you're absolutely beautiful," Ben whispered and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"You aren't so bad yourself," I smiled and kissed his cheek lightly. We started running the rest of the section and everything was perfect until we heard the familiar and terrifying sound of a Griever.

Minho's POV:

As Bill and him finished up the section, Minho told Bill to go back early. He told Bill that he wanted to check out the Cliff again.

"Okay, sure," Bill shrugged and started to sprint back towards the safety of the Glade. Minho waited until he was sure Bill was gone till he began climbing up the walls using the ivy. After he was about 40 feet up, he stared at the cold floor of the Maze and considered jumping. No. He wouldn't do that to his best friend, Newt. He had cared about Maria a lot, and the pain from losing her was worse than he thought it would be, but he wouldn't be that reckless. Minho climbed back down and started jogging back towards the Glade.

Lizzy's POV:

"Ben?" I whispered and took a hold of his hand.

"Run," he yelled and we started to sprint back to the Glade. I looked behind me to see that the Griever was right on our heels.

"Shit!" I screamed as the Griever plowed into me and knocked me to the floor.

"Lizzy!" I heard Ben scream and run back towards me.

"Ben go!" I screamed after rolling away from the Griever and come up with an arrow notched into my bow. I fired and hit the Griever in its side. Shrieking, the Griever recoiled but then came back towards me. Ben threw a knife at the Griever, which lodged into another part of its side, but didn't faze the monster much.

"Run!" I shouted and pulled Ben away from the Griever. We sprinted towards the doors and were about two hundred yards away from the Glade when the Griever pounced again. Not on me. But on Ben.

"No!" I screamed and shot arrow after arrow at the Griever. The Griever shriveled and fell off of Ben. I pulled him up and started dragging him towards the Glade; the Griever had cut him on his leg, and Ben could barely run.

"Go! I'll hold it off," I yelled and shot another arrow at the Griever. But my quiver was almost out, and I knew that the Griever was going to kill us. No. If it was going to kill someone, it had to be me.

"No! I'm never leaving you!" Ben yelled and pulled out another knife. But when I finally thought that the Griever was just about dead, it shot into the air and fell on Ben, stinging him before I could do anything.

"No!" I screamed and ran at the Griever. Jumping onto it's back, I pulled out the machete strapped to my back and stabbed the Griever over and over again until it died. With several pulls, I managed to get the Griever off Ben and away from us.

"Ben!" I shouted and started to drag him towards the Glade. Whether Ben would make it or not, I didn't know.

"Somebody help! Minho! ALBY! HELP! HELP! ANYONE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I pulled Ben into the Glade, but my strength was failing me.

"No!" I heard Ben moan and then roll away from me. He growled and then wrapped his arms around my waist and shoved me to the ground.

"You!" Ben screamed.

"Ben stop!" I screamed and swept his feet out from under him. The sting was killing him. I knocked him out and continued to drag him to the Med-hut. I almost breathed out a sigh of relief when I saw a bunch of Gladers running towards me.

"What happened?" Alby almost yelled and reached down to help pick up Ben.

"We were attacked by a Griever. I don't even know how, but it just leaped on Ben and kept attacking him until he got stung."

"Alright, you and you, stand by the Maze doors to check to see if there's anymore weird behavior from the Grievers. Minho and Bill, help us get Ben to the Med-hut. Go!" Alby almost roared.

"No! Stop!" I screamed as they grabbed Ben and pulled him away from me. "No! Don't!" Tears started to flow from my eyes.

Newt pulled me away as I crumbled against him. "Sh, it's okay. They'll fix 'll fix him."

But when Newt, with me in his arms, took me to the Homestead to rest, I finally realized something. WICKED had taken away Maria, Rosa, and Ben from me. I was finally punished, and I was finally broken.