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One of your best friends lay there, dead. You were never going to hear him laugh again and you were never going to get to argue with him over the most trivial things. 

A shallow, stuttering breath was heard and you look down to Newt. His eyes were barely open but they were open and there was a light in them, even if it was fading. 

“Gally, give me the serum!” you yelled with your hand outstretched. 

Coming up behind you, Gally handed you the serum and sank down beside you. Newts body was spasming and it took a moment but the two of you were able to get the cure down his throat. 

It didn’t take very long for his breathing to even out and become deeper. The black veins disappearing from his skin and soon the light was coming back. You smiled at him and gripped his hand tightly. 

“Hey, you,” you whispered softly, afraid that if you were too loud that you would shatter what was in front of you. 

“Am I actually alive?” Newt asked with a bewildered look on his face. A movement must have caught his attention because, his eyes flicked over to Gally and he groaned, “Nope, I’ve died and gone to hell.”

You couldn’t help laughing as Gally grumbled something about Newt being an ungrateful shank. A small smile curved on Newts lips and you leaned over, helping to pull him up into a sitting position. 

Another bomb went off not too far and you could all feel the ground beneath you tremble. Turning, you looked at Gally and Brenda, “Get him to the berg. Keep him safe and make sure a med-jack looks him over.” 

You could see Brenda nodding but Gally crossed his arms, “And where do you think you’re going?”

Your gaze moved towards the last place you had seen him. You’d all heard the announcement and you knew exactly what it was that he was planning on doing, “I have to go.” Standing up, you helped Newt stand. 

Thankfully, he wasn’t fully recovered or your sure that he’d be arguing with you about this. Tommy was as much yours as he was Newts, jus in different ways. You shook your head, “I have to make sure he doesn’t get himself killed.”

You moved to step away from him when Gally called your name. He grabbed your arm when you kept going, turning you to face him, “We have to get back to the Berg. All of us, and that includes you. We need to get out of the city.”

“And what about Thomas?” you shot back as you stepped back.

You knew Gally, he wanted to argue that Tommy had made his choice when he left the courtyard but he wasn’t as heartless as he’d like people to believe. He let go of your arm and you took advantage of the situation, pulling your arm from his grip, you tell him “Gally, go. I promise I’ll catch up to you guys later.”

The blond begins to call your name but you cut him off by leaning forward and kissing his cheek. 

“Your job is to make sure all of our family makes it back to the berg. I’ll see you soon. I promise.”

With those words, you step back and Gally nods his head. Though reluctant, he trusts you and he knows that there’s no way that you were gonna leave Tommy behind. 

He reaches into his pockets and before you realize it, he’s handing you some knives and his gun as well as two magazine clips. When you say his name, a bit tersely, he puts his hand up “Nope.  I got these shanks and the Bergs not too far. We’ll be fine but you’re going into all the crazy. You stay safe.” 

Nodding your head, you turn and start making your way through the Last City towards the WCKD compound. 

It takes dodging some of the humans that aren’t cranked out, trying to take over the city, and a lot of dodging WCKD’s police force but eventually you’re able to make it to where you can see the doors to WCKD’s compound within the city. 

You’d already had to use a magazine clip in keeping yourself alive and away from some of the people that were a bit more crazed in trying to take over the city as you had to backtrack your steps and take different routes to try and get here. Your officers uniform a sure contributor to that.  But you were getting closer to the building which was the important part. 

Double-checking your surroundings, you run across the street and just as you’re about to enter the building, a loud crash catches your attention and you look up to see pieces of rubble falling and smoke begins to fill the air around you.

Feeling like he’d been hit by a truck, Thomas opens his eyes and tries to get up but a pain in his abdomen keeps him from moving. Turning his head, he doesn’t recognize his surroundings and panic begins to creep into his chest.

Grunting against, the pain, he forces himself to sit up, on the make-shift bed. Wherever he is, they’re either not very good at keeping prisoners or they don’t expect him to be up for a while longer, seeing as how there’s nothing keeping him down.  

It takes a moment and the world around him blurs before he’s able to refocus on it. If he’s right he’s sitting in a tent of some sort. But that doesn’t make much sense, the last thing he can remember is a fight. A fight with someone and he’d been terrified. 

Focusing on the thought, he remembers the fight with Newt. Newt had been infected and was cranking out… He’d stayed behind to get Newt back to the berg as soon as possible but they hadn’t made it in time. There hadn’t been a cure and Newt had attacked him… they’d fought and then… 

“KILL ME!” Newt had screamed. He’d shaken his head and Newt had somehow grasped onto a singular moment of clarity and had brokenly begged him, “Please, Tommy… Please.”

His heart constricted painfully as he remembered not being able to kill his friend, not being able to honor his wishes. The boy had attacked him again and in that last attack, somehow the weapon had gone off and Newt was -

Teresa's voice had come over the broadcast system and informed the last city that he was supposed to be the cure to the Flare. He’d had no choice - he had to help… 

So he was probably back in a maze. Groaning, he forced himself to stand up from the bed and begins to try and find a weapon of some sort. If he’s gotta fight his way out of another maze then so be it but he’d prefer something to fight with. 

At first, he doesn’t think that he’s going to find anything but surprisingly, upon a second glance, there are actually a few weapons in the tent. Skeptical, he figures that it’s better to take the weapons with him for the time being and he ends up packing two guns and a few ammo rounds as well as a machete. 

Once he has the weapons on him, he starts to look for a canteen or something he can use to carry water. After all, the Scorch is no place to be without water… As he’s searching the sound of rustling distracts him and he quickly pulls one of the guns and turns around. 

“Whoa there!” the brunette calls out and Thomas heart breaks at the realization that they’ve taken her captive as well. 

“Brenda?”

“No, the tooth fairy,” the brunette snaps and Thomas grips the weapon tighter. 

“If you’re not Brenda then give me one reason I shouldn’t shoot you right now,” he says as he pulls the hammer on the gun back and tightens his grip on the trigger. 

The girl's eyes widen almost comically and she shakes her head, “Thomas it’s me. It’s Brenda.” He shakes his head but the girl steps back and puts her hands up, “I swear to you Thomas, it’s me.”

“Then tell me something only Brenda would know.”

She looks like she’s thinking and so Thomas starts to count down from five, just as he’s saying one she screams at him to wait, “When we got separated from everyone when Jorge blew up the building cause WCKD was after you guys, before we ran into the cranks that had grown into the sewer, you told me that you were confused. That you had memories of Teresa that told you the two of you were something more and you felt that you had to be loyal to her but that you had met someone else that made you want to be a better person. That made you want to break out of that maze - not for you or the others but just for her. You said that when she smiled at you it was like the whole world would stop and you could breathe again.”

Slowly, he nodded his head. He remembered that conversation.

“You also told me that you were planning on telling her once we got here.”

“Here?” he questioned as he looked around the tent. Taking a moment to listen, he realized that he could hear the ocean and seagulls.

“Brenda, where are we?” he asked as he moved past her and through the flap in the tent. 

Stepping out of the tent he was blinded by brightness and had to squeeze his eyes shut. Cracking them open slowly, it took a couple of seconds for his eyes to adjust. 

The ocean sat in front of him, waves coming in slowly and people were amongst the crashing waves. The sound of laughter filled his ears and he couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. He noticed it was mostly younger kids and when he turned around he noticed that buildings were being erected.

He recognized a few people that they’d saved over the last year and some of the newer faces were faces from the WCKD compound when they freed Minho. Everyone seemed to be working on something. 

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Brenda asked as she came up beside him. 

“Did we really make it?” he asks, even he can hear the thick emotion in his voice as he looks around the place. 

“Welcome to the Safe Haven Thomas,” Brenda chuckles and he begins to laugh. 

Throwing his arms out, he whoops and laughs. The sound startles a few birds who take off out of the treeline and he watches them fly off. Hearing his name called, he turns around and see folks coming his way. 

People are calling his name and he sees Gally, Frypan, Jorge, Aris and others. He’s almost knocked over when Frypan runs into him and he can’t help hold onto the boy. 

There’s shouting around him and he can’t believe that they’re finally here. They’re finally home. They’re somewhere where they don’t have to worry about WCKD or Cranks… where no one has to die senselessly. 

He shook hands with and hugged people tightly and held onto them tightly. It was as Gally was gripping his shoulder that he saw a mop of light brown hair and piercing dark brown eyes. His heart stopped for a moment and he moved past Gally and made his way towards the pale skinny shank that he’d thought was dead.

“Newt?”

A fist connected with the side of his face and he was thrown to the side. Rubbing his jaw he looked over at the boy, “What was that for?!”

“Look around you, you shank,” Newt responded and Thomas did. He saw a happy place. A safe place. A place full of happy people and he didn’t understand. 

Turning back to Newt he asked what he was missing and Newt scoffed and turned around, walking away. Thomas went to chase after him that a grip on his arm stopped him. Turning back he saw that Gally had stopped him and was shaking his head. 

“Don’t - he needs some time,” Gally warned and Thomas shook him off. 

He started to rush after Newt when Gally and Brenda called his name. He ignored them at first but then Frypan called his name and he stopped in his tracks. 

Turning around, he looked at Frypan. He looked at Gally, at Brenda, and Aris and at Jorge and all of the happiness and joy that had just been there was gone. There was an almost perceptible  cloud that hung over the group and they all looked away. 

One by one they walked away. Many of them gripping his shoulder as they walk by until only Frypan is left. It was then that he realized that she was missing. That of all the faces he’d seen and all the voices he’d heard there was one missing. 

“Wait a second, where’s Y/N?” he asked his old friend before turning around his eyes immediately started searching the area for her. 

He didn’t see her immediately but noticed a group of people further north and started making his way towards them. It didn’t take him long to make it the group and he immediately knew that she wasn’t there. 

Other voices caught his attention and he followed the sound of voices through a group of trees. Breaking through the trees he found Sarah, Michael, Ruben, Mario, Julie, Anna…. A few others that he didn’t know the names of but you weren’t there. 

Turning around, he saw Frypan had followed him and he shook his head, “Frypan? Where is Y/N?”

Frypans face flashed in pain and she shook his head, “I’m sorry man.”

“What do you mean you’re sorry? Frypan… is she with someone?”

“Thomas…”

“Is she with Liam? Ben? Roman?” 

Frypans face had fallen and he was shaking his head, “It’s not like that man she-”

“Is she sick?!” He demanded and started to walk back through the trees. There would have been a med hut. That would have been one of the first things that they put up. As he walked through the trees, he asked over his shoulder, “Where’s the med hut Frypan?”

He kept going through the woods, picking up his speed until he was practically running through the raising buildings. Almost tripping over a couple people in his haste he found himself in what looked like the middle of the buildings but didn’t see her. 

He started moving when a voice called out, “Thomas stop!”

He looked over at Vince and shook his head, “Where’s Y/N?” 

“Damn it,” Vince muttered and Thomas saw the pain on his face before he asked, “No one’s told you?”

“Told me?” Thomas questions and Vince motions for him to sit down but Thomas shakes his head and takes a step backward. 

He knew what happened. He had to know… there was a reason that he couldn’t find her but no! No! She couldn’t be. 

She had to be okay. 

She had to be safe. 

She had to be okay… 

“Vince… Where’s Y/N?” he questioned again. The question was a low whisper and his voice shook as he waited for Vince to answer him. 

Vince was silent and Thomas could feel himself begin to shake. Shaking his head, he begged, “Please Vince… Where is Y/N?”

Vince walked towards him and he saw the hand reaching out to him before he jumped back, shoving the mans hand off his shoulder. 

Vince shook his head, “I’m sorry Thomas.”

“Vince… where is she?”

It was Newts voice answered, “She never made it back to berg and we couldn’t get a hold of her on any of the radio channels after.”

Newts voice was from behind him and Thomas didn’t have the strength to turn around.The words that hit his ears made whatever strength Thomas thought he had left disappear. Sinking to his knees he shook his head. 

“What do you mean she never made it back to the berg?”

“I mean she never made it back. She went after you and no one ever saw her again. We think she’s dead.” Newt told him as he came around to the front of him. “Her death is on you.”

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