Newt NO! Newt woke with a start. He had just had a terrible dream, It was dark misty and the air was filled with screams and shouts from gladers. He was standing over Thomas with a knife pointed at his neck, a few drops of blood were forming from where the serrated edge of the knife had nicked his flesh, he was poised to kill.

Newt shook his head trying to get rid of the dream. He blinked a couple of times then looked to his right to see Alby sitting in a chair looking like he had been there for quite a while, he had bags under his eyes and he blinked sleepily at him.

"Nice to see you awake." Alby said when he had finally focused on Newt.

"How long have I been out?" Newt asked.

"All night apart from when you started going crazy and…"

"Wait, what!" Newt said cutting Alby off "What do you mean I went crazy?"

"You don't remember!?" Alby started "Oh… right of course you don't. Lets just say after what happened last night you are lucky you are second in command and that we need you." Newt knew his friend well enough to know by his tone of voice that he really did not want to tell him the events from last night. He laid off promising to himself that he would get the information out of someone else later. If he really wanted to know.

Just then Thomas poked his head round into the room his face covered in fresh cuts, bruises and scrapes. Newt went berserk "HIM" he yelled glaring at Thomas his eyes full of hate. "DON'T KILL ME YOU SHOULD KILL HIM!" Thomas backed away startled and a look of hurt flashed across his face. He remembered the same thing being yelled at him from Ben, but hearing it from his his best friend was different, it hurt more.

Alby turned to face Thomas "Maybe you should leave." he suggested.

Thomas shrugged "Yeah probably." He turned towards the door before stopping and adding "I need to talk to you later and If he needs anything -."

Alby nodded cutting him off "Will do, now go."

Thomas left and Alby turned his attention back to Newt who was still struggling wildly on the bed, the ropes around his wrists digging into his flesh, drawing blood. Alby grabbed him hard on the shoulder pinning Newt to the bed. "Newt. NEWT! He's gone, it's ok, calm down." Alby soothed. Slowly Newt calmed down and his eyes cleared.

"Whats wrong with you?" Alby asked sitting down hard on his chair and closing his eyes dealing with Newt was not helping his headache.

"I-I don't know. I could not stop myself, I'm sorry." Newt said apologetically.

"That's ok." Alby said eyeing him up and down as if it might help him know what was wrong.

There was a silence.

Alby cleared his throat and said "The medjacks will fix you up." He was trying to make it sound like everything was going to be ok, but his faltering voice told a different story.

Just then Jeff walked in.

"Sorry to disturb you but I need a blood sample from Newt." He explained "And it would also be helpful to test someone else's blood, so I can compare them and see if there are any major differences" he said "Is that ok with you Alby?" Jeff asked.

"It's fine with me." Alby answered eyeing the syringe that Jeff had pulled out.

Jeff worked quickly getting a blood sample from Alby, then from Newt.

"Thanks." Jeff said as he walked out.

"I want a full report when the results are in." Alby called behind him.

A few awkward minutes passed then Alby stood up."I got to go there's some things I need to do." he said.

"Like sleep?" Newt said sarcastically.

"No." Alby replied giving him a weary glare. He turned and walked to the door muttering something under his breath.

Newt couldn't make out any of it and he considered asking Alby to repeat himself but decided to leave it. Instead he just said "See you later" but Alby had already left the room, see you later he repeated in his head before falling asleep.