I woke up with a moan. My head was pounding so bad I didn't want to move. I lay curled in the warm bed. My stomach was twisting, threating to throw up. I heard movement and I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head, trying to hid from the noise.

"I told you, you would be sick!" A deep voice chuckled.

The shuck? Since when is Newt's voice so deep? He getting sick?

"Here. I brought you some water and something for that headache."

I heard heavy footsteps. They were even and heavy. Those weren't Newt's uneven ones. I scrunched my forehead, my eyes still clamped shut.

"What the shuck?" I whispered.

"Charlie?"

My exhausted sore and dry eyes snapped open. Gally? Bits and pieces of last night came back, like a hard punch in the gut. I slowly lowered the blanket, blinking hard. The light from the open window was brutal. I groaned and threw the blanket back over my head.

I heard a deep rumble of a chuckle. It made my stomach back flip. The bed dipped and the blanket was pulled down. Gally's amused face appeared, hovering over mine.

I blinked a few more times, and then rubbed the sleep out of them. I squinted against the light, looking back at Gally.

"Come on Pipsqueak, time to sit up. Drink some water and take the meds."

"No." I protested, trying to curl back up.

Gally grinned. slowly leaning back against the wall.

"Your looking pretty rough." He chuckled. His eyes sweeping over me.

"Thank you for that. That's what ever girl wants to hear." I grumbled.

He laughed even more.

"You're the one who kept winning... didn't have to keep drinking, you coulda lost."

"You started it!" Glaring at him.

"I also finished it. If it was up to you, you would still be out there!"

"I had a point to prove!"

"Which was?" he cocked an eyebrow at me, a crooked smirk on his face.

"I can hold my own with you shuck faces."

He hummed, and pushed his hair out of his face. I watched, and again it made my stomach flip, the early morning sun was shinning on his face reflecting off his golden blond hair and his tan. He looked like a greek god. I lay my head on my bent arm, just watching him. He caught me watching and his lip lifted into a smile.

"I like your hair longer."

"Is that so?"

I hummed.

"Those drinks sure make you honest."

My face paled. I felt my already twisting stomach drop. I remember some of it, pretty sure I said something about liking him..and lots of wolf whistling. I remember saying I didn't want to be alone because I saw scared of the dark. He was watching me, his eyes searching my face.

What else did I say?

"Do you remember any of it?" he almost sounded...sad or disappointed.

"Most of it." I squeaked, now feeling embraced.

"Well..what about your heart feeling twitterpated, I think was the word you used." He grinned at.

"The shuck? I said that?" I groaned and threw the blanket over my face. "I'm never drinking again."

Gally laughed. I slammed my arms down beside me, pulling the blanket, and glared at him.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"I thought it was...endearing."

I exhaled loudly, blowing a strand of hair out of my face. and rolled my eyes. Making me wince, the eye roll made my head hurt. I closed my eyes. I felt Gally shifting. The bed dipped, and I felt his hand beside me. I peaked an eye open, and my breathing stopped, and my heart skipped a beat. Gally had shifted, so he was leaning over me, his hand propping him up. His other hand gently brushed my messy hair out of my face.

"I like when your honest. Brutal and sharp as it can be. I like it. Drunk or not." He said quietly.

I just nodded slightly. I didn't trust my voice. His smile had slipped and the amused twinkle in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an intensity and seriousness that made my stomach flip, and made me feel hot and tingly. Maybe I was still under the effect of those drinks because I reached a hand slowly and cautiously up to his face. I gently caressed the side of his face, and leaving my hand on his cheek. He slowly turned his head, and with one hand garbed my wrist gently, moving it, so he kissed my palm, with eyes closed. He gently ran his hand up and down my forearm.

Shuck he was so gentle right now.

I hummed quietly. He slowly bent the arm he was using as support, and I cautiously rolled onto my back. My brain finally caught up with me and what was happening.

"I look like a hot hungover mess and probably need to brush me teeth."

He just hummed. He had my one wrist in his hand, so I untangled my other from the blanket and placed is cautiously on his chest. I could feel how hard it was beating. He was as nervous as me.

He leaned down even further. And unfortunately, my hangover decided to remind me it was still there.

"I think I'm going to throw up!"

He sprung from the bed and grabbed a bucket, I leaned over and threw up, just as he slid it under. He gently moved my hair. I groaned and flopped back.

"Never drinking again."

He just chuckled, and rubbed the back of his neck, not really making eye contact. I sighed. Slowly I sat up, and shifted so I was cross legged on his bed. I leaned over and took the water and pain meds. As I leaned back I froze. My eyes went wide, and my face went from warm to hot to ghostly white to burning hot.

"Charlie? What's wrong?"

"Umm..." I squeaked.

No. No no no. This could not be happening right now! Of all the days!

I looked down at my lap, fidgeting with my fingers, twisting the ring around my fingers. I felt my face flushing even more, and embarrassed tears threatened to roll down my cheeks. I heard him take the few steps closer to the bed and knelt down, using a finger and thumb to raise my chin. I could see the surprise on his face, when a stray tear slipped over my lashes.

"What the shuck is wrong?"

"Umm. Well I..I got.." I stuttered. I closed my eyes and sighed, there was no hiding this or sneaking, Gally hadn't said anything, waiting for me to continue, and hadn't let go of my chin.

"You got.." He encouraged quietly.

"I got my period Gally."

I opened my eyes and watched him, leery of his reaction. He frowned. he let go of the chin and let his arms fall.

"So? What's the big deal? Don't all females get it once a month?"

I nodded. "But..I have it right now..now. Like..."

I saw the realization dawn on his face.

"Oh."

"Yeah..."

"What can I do?"

"What?"

"Well, you seem reluctant to get up...so. What Can I do? Is there something I can grab? What can I do to help?"

My heart swelled, he was being so sweet and kind right now.

"I just need some clothes... and I'll get myself to the bathroom. And then I'll wash your sheets." I looked back at my lap. "I'm sorry."

"Not your fault Charlie." He got up and walked to the door, he turned and looked over his shoulder, and said seriously, "Could be worse. You could have been pregnant."

"Oh shuck! Could you imagine?"

He left with a chuckle.

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I stood under the stream of the hot water. It soothed my sore head, and the cramps that decided to hit hard. I groaned. Finally feeling clean I turned off the water and dried off. I found that silicone cup-thank the creators for sending this! And got myself dressed and left feeling better.

"Hey."

I jumped, not realizing Gally had waited. I saw him look me up and down. I raised an eyebrow.

"That's the hoodie I gave you."

"Point being?" I asked, crossing my arms and sticking a hip out.

He stepped closer, growling. His eyes flicked over my face.

"Nothing..you just clean up good." His voice dropped.

"Excuse me?" I snapped.

"You heard me Pipsqueak. You were a hot shucken mess this morning." he growled, and stepped closer.

"Gally?"

"Ya?"

"I hate you!"

He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.

"I know. I hate you too, Charlie." he murmured.

My hands slid up his neck and pulled his head down. I felt the electricity explode. He was warm and gentle. My eyes fluttered shut. He pulled me even closer into his chest. His hand went to the back of my neck, pulled me closer, I had to tilt my head up. He forced my mouth open, sliding his tounge into my mouth. I moaned into that deep kiss. I felt his arms tense and flex. He kissed me hungerly. Like he was desperate. I dug my hands into his hair and then dragged them down making him shutter. My lungs felt like they were going to explode. My head was full of fog again, and everything felt hot and tingly.

"Hey Charlie? You here-OH SHUCK! Yeah...yeah you are here..umm..yeah..Imma gooo...uh see ya."

Shuck it. It's always Fred.

Gally slowly pulled away. Both of us reluctant to go back to reality. He placed his forehead on mine, I hadn't opened my eyes, I didn't want to. I wanted to stay wrapped in his arms. I had a gut feeling things wouldn't stay like this for long. The Glade had a way of bringing out the worst of people, making everyone tense and on edge. I whimpered quietly when he straightened up.

"We got jobs to do Charlie. You gotta go eat and then if I don't see you until supper...I guess have a good day."

I just hummed. Raising up on my tip toes I kissed him gently one last time and then turning away to go to the dinning area, he smacked my ass. I spun around.

He had a checky smile on his beautiful greek god face. He crossed his large arms.

"The shuck was that?"

"You got a cute ass."

I rolled my eyes, trying to hid the smile.

"Your lucky I don't break your nose like Rogger's."

"Try me Pipsqueak." He smirked smugly at me.

I drew my fist back, but he caught my wrist and pulled me into his chest again. With a huge smirk, and his eyes alive with life. I couldn't help but smile up at him.

"Nice try."

"I wasn't trying."

"Doubt it."

"I hate you Gally."

"I know."

He kissed my nose and let me go to breakfast.

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I walked into the dinning hall and headed straight for the breakfast counter. Frypan gave me a knowing look and winked as he filled my mug. I frowned. Turning to the tables. The Runners had already left, so it was the Keepers table at the back. Great. Every head looked away and down to their plates. I frowned even more, and slowly and cautiously walked over to the Keepers table, I could feel the eyes on my back. As soon as I passed the table heads looked up and eyes followed me, whispering behind their hands.

I clamped my jaw shut and growled. I slammed my tray on the table. My happy peaceful fuzzy mood was gone. Popped by the reality of this stupid shucked up place. I flopped onto the bench.

Even some of the keepers looked away, avoiding my eyes.

"The shuck is everyone's problem?"

"Well...last night was quite the...sight." Newt said slowly, cautiously.

"And? I saw Minho and Gally and George fighting more than one round?"

"That's not what he means." Alby cut in.

"We saw Gally take you to bed!" Dug yelled so loud the entire Dinning hall looked.

I sat up straight, blinked a few times and slowly turned my head, looking at Dug blankly.

"Yeah!"

"He carried you to the homestead-"

"-then you left together this morning-"

"-and then he took his sheets to the laundry-"

"AND WSHED THEM HIMSELF!"

Gladers were standing up and yelling at me, about what happened. But they had it twisted. They all thought we did more then him helping my drunk ass. I slowly stood up, I wouldn't be able to hit all of them, they were all too spread out. I turned around the stare at all of them.

"I woke up in a pool of my own blood this morning. Would you like me to end yours the same way?" I snarled.

Some of the guys blanched and took a step back.

"Dug? Would you like to be first? I've had enough of you and that disgusting mouth and the nasty shuck you spew. I still can't believe how awful you guys are. Clear the broken noses and black eyes don't seem to shut you guys up. I'm so shucken sick of listing to your nasty ass mouth! What is it going to take to shut you up?"

"Getting on your knees!" One guy yelled, he was brave, he was only one table away.

Alby spun around, he was livid, I could see the anger in his eyes. The few guys I counted as friends stood up as well.

"Say that again." I whispered dangerously quiet.

I could see he was nervous, but he was in too far now. So he lifted his chin and went on.

"She's obviously sleeping through the Keepers! First it was Newt, and then Alby! Fry is all sweet on her, letting her do shuck all in the kitchen. And then Minho, he's allowing her in the map room constantly - probably where it's going down. And now Gally got his chance last night!"

I had stayed relatively calm. I had stood there taking their insults for an entire month. Sure I had smacked a few guys around. But 99% of the time I took it, with my head up. I had worked my shuck ass off to get the bare minimum respect, and work positions. He didn't stop. And had to push me over the edge.

"She's the Glade hore!"

I snapped. I lost my klunk. With a loud feral scream I launched myself across the table. I wrapped my hands around his neck and we both fell, rolling, screaming. I used my elbow on his face. I just kept swinging, whatever I could hit.

I didn't hear the yelling and chaos around me. I had had enough. And I was going to put a stop to this, I didn't care about the consequences.

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**Awwww. And then BAM. In the feels.**