I Will Rescue You (NewtxReader)
Based around the song "Rescue" by Lauren Daigle. Specifically the lines "I will send out an army to find you in the middle of the darkest night it's true I will rescue you. I will never stop marching to reach you in the middle of the hardest fight it's true I will rescue you."
Being a runner wasn't an easy task, everyone knew it. It was the most challenging job of all, the most physically straining, and downright most terrifying. So when the glade's strongest, fastest runner ends up trapped inside for a night, most give up hope.
There was no telling how it happened, but while running the maze one afternoon, Minho and Y/n separated. Minho searched for as long as he could, returning to the glade just minutes before the doors closed. He comes out tired and weak, falling to his knees and panting. Alby and Newt come over as fast as they can, followed by Thomas, Frypan, Winston, and Gally. Minho was immediately bombarded with questions from his friends, most asking about you.
"Where is she Minho?" Newt spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes darting between his friend and the walls of the maze, waiting eagerly for you to appear.
"We got separated," Minho spoke, taking Alby's offered hand and standing up. Just three words, that was all it took for Newt to step cautiously towards the maze, threatening with every small step to run into the maze to find you. Alby, noticing the boy's intentions took the second-in-command's wrist, pulling him back towards the group a bit.
"She's going to die out there Alby," Newt spoke, his voice wavering. "I have to go get her"
"If you leave you'll die too. Just have faith, Newt" Alby spoke, clearly and calmly. Clearly, he wasn't understanding the gravity of the situation as the wind blew through the maze and out into the glade, blowing Newt's hair back and out of his face.
The group's panic grew quickly as they realized you were not rounding the corner just in time, being effortlessly flawless as usual. In fact, there was no sign of you anywhere. How was this possible? You had the maze perfectly memorized for years. Of all people, you were the least likely to get lost.
Newt tries to pull away from Alby as the doors start closing, the giant concrete slabs moving slowly, but causing even more fear to surface in the blonde's eyes.
Finally, you round the corner from the right, causing Newt's eyes to perk up. But it leaves quickly as he realizes that you're moving slowly, limping and clutching your stomach. It doesn't help that you're looking at him with desperate eyes, practically begging him to help you. The walls are even closer to closing, and there is no denying that you will not make it in time. Some of the gladers are yelling, encouraging you to keep going and to have confidence.
Newt, however, is trying desperately to free himself from Alby and Minho's grip, which is the only thing keeping him from trapping himself inside the maze too.
Finally, you give up, falling to your knees and smiling sadly at Newt, still clutching your stomach. You calmly accept defeat as the doors shut, allowing yourself one last look at Newt before being swallowed in fear.
Meanwhile, in the glade, Newt is screaming at Alby and Minho, pushing them around in front of the closed doors.
"I could have helped her! We both could have made it!" He screams, pushing Minho back as hard as he could, only causing a stumble back towards the tall, well-built, boy.
"And what if you both got stuck? What then? Huh, Newt?" Alby yells, scoffing and turning away from his friend to walk away.
"She belongs to the maze now" He spoke once more, causing an uproar of anger in the blonde boy. But instead of taking it out on his friends, he turns and punches the maze door as hard as he can, causing his hand to nearly break. He falls to his knees with a heavy sob, the weight, and desperation he feels finally becoming apparent to the group. Some cry, some look down in defeat, and others just shake their heads.
Finally, they all leave Newt to his grief, glancing back as they walk away to see him holding his chest with heaving sobs, his forehead nearly touching the grass as he sits on his legs.
After a few minutes of helpless crying, he finally lays his back against the cold concrete, lays his head against it, and closes his eyes, his arms resting on his knees which are propped up in front of him. The person he mourns for sits in a similar position, just mere feet away but separated by so much distance.
You cry quietly, tears escaping your eyes and sliding down your face as you hold your knees close to your chest. Your backpack lies next to you, begging for you to pick it up and start running, to make any effort to stay alive through the night just as Thomas, Minho, and Alby once did.
Suddenly, you hear soft, but audible words from through the small crack left between the doors of the maze. The familiar voice sends comfort through you, allowing you to finally let the weight and fear of being trapped in the maze sizzle out for a moment.
"I will send out an army to find you, in the middle of the darkest night," Newt speaks, his voice cold and shaken.
"It's true, I will rescue you" He speaks once more, assuring himself that he WILL get you back, even if he can't run to your side.
Meanwhile, you smile softly and touch your hand against the cold walls of the maze, sending a message back through the crack to let Newt know you can hear him.
"I will never stop marching to reach you, in the middle of the hardest fight," You speak, causing the boy on the other side to turn his whole body around due to the sound.
"It's true, I will rescue you" You repeat after him, closing your eyes before standing and picking up your backpack, newfound confidence surging through you. If Newt needs you, you are going to come back to him, no matter what it takes.
He smiles through more tears, standing up himself and hearing footsteps slowly growing further away from the other side of the concrete. He closes one eye and peers through the crack just in time to see you running around a corner, a slight limp causing you to be slower than usual. Newt chuckles through tears, his confidence growing with yours.
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That night, Newt slept at the maze doors, covered by a blanket Minho later brought to him during the night. Alby also occasionally checked on him, making sure nothing bad occurred while he slept as close as possible to where you would return if you had survived your night in the maze.
As he woke, Newt's worry returned to him, and he stood up quickly. His eyes studied the maze doors as he desperately waited for them to open, hope clinging to him as he imagined what could have happened to you out there. Other gladers began joining him, waking with the rising sun and returning to the spot where they learned you had been doomed.
Minho was the first to arrive, standing by Newt's side to reassure him as best he could. After that came Alby, the leader, the man in charge. The rest meant nothing to Newt, all he needed was his two friends beside him as he waited to learn your fate.
Meanwhile, you ran through the maze, relieved to have shaken off the two grievers that had been after you all night. You twisted around every turn, knowing exactly where you were headed. As you neared your destination you heard the doors opening and slowed to a stop in front of the concrete entrance to the maze.
You smiled, standing with relief as the doors opened and revealed the one person whose words kept you going through the night you were trapped in the maze. Newt also felt a smile of pure joy and excitement dance on his lips as he saw you standing at the threshold of the maze.
Finally, after an entire night of worry and separation, you ran into Newt's arms and allowed yourself to rest.
