Newts heart began beating faster and faster as silence struck the broken down mill. He blinked a few times to make sure she was real. A bit of anger mixed with his emotion with relief but he couldn't help but feel...glad she was alright.
"Teresa." He looked up at her, his eyes not willing to meet hers.
Teresa stepped forward, her skin burnt from the sun but it didn't stop her fast movements. She was hugging him.
"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" Jett asked.
Teresa slightly jolted away from Newt. She looked up at Jett, scanning her face and the people around them.
"Right." Teresa spoke. "My name is Teresa-"
"Is she from the maze Newt?" Jett asked then quickly covered her mouth.
Stevenson and Radar shuffled uncomfortably, unable to say anything.
"How does she know about that? Newt who are these people?" Teresa asked then turned to another girl. "Harriet get them some water, I think they need it."
Newt looked up at Teresa. "I'm not immune right?" He whispered. "But they took me in and promised that they'd keep me until the gone."
Teresa looked Jett up and down. "And you are?"
"Jett." She said effortlessly.
"And those three?" Teresa asked.
"Stevenson, Radar and Josephine." Newt answered.
The girl Harriet came back in with four bottles of water. She gave them to the four cautiously.
"Thank you." Stevenson nodded.
"What are you doing here?" Newt asked.
"We are going to WICKED's headquarters." Teresa spoke. "Rescue mission." She looked at him sympathetically. "Right arm is saving all the munnies."
"Right Arm?" Stevenson asked.
"A better version of WICKED." Jett shushed him. "Let Teresa talk."
"How does she know all of this?" Teresa asked Newt, referring to Jett.
"Her mother works for WICKED Teresa." Newt said slightly agitated with her, remember what she did. "She could of been in the maze."
Teresa nodded.
"What are we getting at here?" Josephine finally spoke up.
Teresa looked at the girls she came with and they all nodded. "Come with us."
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What Ever Happened To Newt? ||The Maze Runner
Fanfiction"Please Tommy please." He rolled onto his side and played dead, watching the van drive away until he couldn't see it anymore. With a loud grunt, he sat up and came face to face with the person Thomas shot instead of him. "The kid is still alive!" (...
