Third Person

Minho charged to MedJacks as fast as he could. He kicked the door open yelling.

"Grief serum! NOW!" 

Jeff and Clint were both waiting, pale faced and slightly panicked. Minho lied Charlie down on the bed. She let out such a loud heart breaking scream all the guys flinched. She arched her back and then started thrashing. 

"Serum NOW!"

Jeff jumped forwards, slamming the injection into her chest, right above her heart. She slowly relaxed. Everyone in the MedHut was breathing hard. Everyone looked pale, sweaty and anxious. No one said anything either. It was now a waiting game. The last time someone went through the changing was Gally and he was out in 3 days. Clint hesitantly moved forwards and tied her arms and wrists down so she wouldn't hurt her or anyone who was beside her. Everyone flinched again, when she screamed, straining against the ropes. 

"She'll be okay..." Newt said quietly, more to try and reassure himself. 

"What about Fred?" Jeff asked, looking up. 

Ben and Minho slumped and hung their heads and shook it.

"No..he..he..didn't..." Ben couldn't finish. Everyone could hear the anguish in his voice. 

Minho growled and with a loud yell he slammed his fist into the wall. Newt ran over, pulling his hand away as he went to punch the wall again. 

"Stop! Bloody hell Minho!" 

"It's my fault!" 

"How do you figure that?" Alby asked, crossing his arms, frowning at the Keeper.

"Instead of going in and looking, I stayed back like a shucken coward!" He yelled, when he looked up, they could see the tears that threatened to fall. 

"She literally threw her body in front of him like a shield, and he still..." 

Ben shook his head, he turned and left the room. No one said anything, they could see the tears on his cheeks, but no one went after him. Alby sighed, running a hand down his face. 

"Now we wait and see." He said sadly. 

He also left the room. Minho took another look at the girl tied to the bed, her veins were already swollen and turning black. He shook his head and stormed out of the room, he grabbed Charlies backpack and slammed the door behind him. Newt and the MedJacks were the only ones left. 

"Hey...someone should check on Gally. I know they haven't talked in like...ever, but he wasn't here." Clint said quietly, still watching Charlie. 

Newt sighed and nodded. "Keep us up dated, ya?" 

The boys nodded. Newt turned and slowly left, holding the tears back. Fred was gone, he was like everyone's little brother. Newt and him had a bond, they worked in the gardens together and they both befriended Charlie, and to watch that gruesome death...He took a deep shuddering breath. He needed to find Gally. It took a few of the guys to hold him back, and then he just lost the fight and sunk to his knees and then disappeared. Newt went hunting. 

After searching everywhere, Newt was about to give up and go back to the MedHut he finally spotted him. He cautiously walked towards the boy. He was huddled against the back wall of the MedHut, between the back wall and a pile of scraps from having just finished building. Without saying anything Newt slid down the wall and sat beside him. 

Newt felt him shuddering, and breathing heavily. They heard Charlie scream again, the sound made them both flinch. She sounded like she was in so much pain, and absolutly terrified. Newt felt Gally tense up, his breathing coming in short gasps. 

"She'll be okay." Newt tried to sound positive. 

Gally hardly acknowledged him. He pulled his long legs up to his chest and put his head in his hands. 

"I shucked up." he whispered. 

Newt just hummed. 

"She wont forgive me now." 

"You don't know that." Newt said, leaning back onto the wall, straightening his legs. 

"She hates me, and now the changing...she's not going to be the same." 

"One, you bloody idiot, she does not hate you. And two, you know very well how the changing works. So you're the best person to help her through it." 

Gally just scoffed. 

"No. You listen to me you bloody slint head." Newt scolded, "She has been heart broken forthe last few months, and anyone with eyes knows why! And you obviously know why she has been. Her first day as a runner...you watched the door waiting for her all day. And then when she came back, you saw how proud she was, and then the whole mob mentality... did you not see her heart break when you said no to supporting her?" 

Gally said nothing, his head still in his hands. 

"No? I'll tell you then. She cried all evening. She tried not to, she waited until she thought I was asleep, but she sobbed. You claimed to believe her and have her back, but when that person says they don't want to have an opinion, that's a clear opinion. She saw how angry you were. And why exactly were you so angry? Sure they kept it a secret, but you had to have figured out she was being trained as a runner...?" 

When Gally still didn't say anything Newt looked around, his mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide. 

"No..." He gasped, "you believed those things that were being said, please say you didn't bloody believed them!"   

Gally shrugged, looking away.

"You shucken slint head!" Newt yelped and smacked him in the back of the head., "She has only ever had eyes for you! No wonder she was so reluctant to talk to you. You really did shuck up! Man Gally! I thought you were smarter than that!" Newt chastised him, he had distain behind his words too. 

"Those Runners are her brothers. That is all they have ever been. Minho has been a friend and one of her biggest advocators. What would you like her to do? She is surrounded by guys. She has no choice! And if you say you believe her, then you gotta shucken show it! The more you push her away, the less chance of gettin' the bloody girl. So man up, and get your shucken arse inside that MedHut and be there for her when she wakes up! Out of anyone in this here, bloody Glade, you're her best chance! You stop you're pouting and go get her back!" Newt finished his reprimand and stood up. 

"You're a good guy Gally. You just need to show it more." Newt walked away with nothing more said. 

Gally sat behind the MedHut, listening to Charlie scream. He couldn't bring himself to go in, he was too ashamed of himself. Everything Newt said...he needed to hear, as hard a pill as that was to swallow, he needed to hear it. He knew in his heart she hadn't done anything that was whispered about her, but his head had a hard time separating everything. Every time she screamed, his heart felt like it cracked again. He wasn't sure if he could ever face her...he didn't know how to apologize, but he knew he had to. 

It was dark and quiet in the Glade before he finally moved. He slowly got to his feet and slipped around to the front of the MedHut. He stood frozen leaning on the door. Charlie lay strapped to the bed, she was in thefull blown thick of the changing right now and it made the stomach bile rise in his throat. It took a lot to make his queasy, and this made him want to curl up in the corner and cry. 

She was twisting, trashing and withering in agony her skin had paled considerably. The MedJacks had ripped her shirt and tossed it, leaving her in just her sports bra, she had a few new scraps cuts and bruises all over her from her fight with the Griever. She also had tight, rigid cords of sickly green black veins webbed across her toned body and limbs, like ropes under her skin. She arched her back and screamed, her eyes flew open and Gally saw how bloodshot they were, they bulged and darted around the room. Once she stopped screaming her eyes closed and she shivered. 

Gally just about left. But he forced himself closer. There was no sigh of Jeff or Clint. He sank down into the chair by her bed. He was scared to touch her, but he sat there, beside her, listening to her scream and watched her writher and thrash in pain. Jeff showed up holding a bowl of soup and some warm water in a big bowl. Jeff gave Gally a small nod of acknowledgment. Gally watched as Jeff struggled to clean up the blood, Charlie kept thrashing. 

"Need help?" He asked hesitantly. 

"That would be welcomed." Jeff panted, trying to hold her and clean up the huge gash on her temple. 

Gally held her head while Jeff cleaned her up and bandaged her. 

"I'm going to assume your going to stay here for the night?" Jeff asked as he dumped out the dirty water. 

Gally shrugged, his eyes never leaving Charlie. Jeff patted his shoulder. 

"No point in both of us here...if ya don't mind, I'll go to bed, if something happens or changes, come get me. I'll come check in bright and early." 

Gally just nodded. Jeff left and the room was quiet again, leaving Gally sitting in the dim light, with a withering screaming Charlie. 

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Gally refused to leave her bedside. Newt brought him food, but he didn't leave and he hardly slept. Alby finally made him leave to have a shower and get some sleep. He was only gone for half a day. By day three she had stopped screaming, and her thrashing became jerks and spasms. Day four she was quiet and still. 

"When will she wake up?" Gally asked again. 

Clint shrugged, trying to spoon feed her some water. 

"You were out for three days. You were the only other one to be taken and go through the Changin'. So I have no idea, sorry man." 

Gally slid off the chair and sat on the floor, holding her hand, he finally fell asleep his head on his bent arm resting on the bed. He was awaken by her whimpers. He sat up, concerned. She had been quiet for the last two days, her skin and veins were looking more normal. He looked at the door, and then back at Charlie. Her lip was quivering and a tear slid down her temple into her hair. He gently wiped it away. He quickly untied her restraints. He flinched looking at the red raw skin from the rope. He got up and garbed the bowl of water and a cloth, he was going to clean them and wrap them. He set everything beside him. He had one hand in his lap, slowly and carefully cleaning the raw skin.

"I'm so sorry Charlie." He whispered. He swallowed his panic, and anxiety, reminding himself that he had been there and gone through this, these were memories resurfacing. He could help her. He tried to hid his own panic and anxiety. It was easier for the others to be here, they didn't understand the pain, physically and emotionally. They had no idea. But he did. Gally knew, and his heart broke.

But he forced himself to stay, because she was worth it and he needed to make it up to her.

He fell back asleep once she had settled down again. The door opened behind him, and he stirred. Alby, Newt, Jeff, Clint and Minho, Ben and Jax all came in. He sat up and rubbed his face. The guys all crowded around.

"How's she doing?

"Memories." was all he said. His voice was dry and gravelly. 

Her eyes flew open at that moment and cried, sitting bolt up right. She reached a hand out.

"No! Stop! Please Don't! Please! It hurts!" 

Everyone yelped and jumped backwards, Gally scrambled off the chair in surprise, backing up into the table and froze. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she flopped back down with a few more whimpers. Gally could feel his heart beating rapidly. He released a breath, he didn't realize he was holding it. She rolled to her side, facing away from them and pulled her knees to her chest, tucking her head. 

Gally's breathing slowly returned to normal, until Jax pointed. 

"I didn't know she had a tattoo! That's so badass!"

Gally's eyes went wide. His breathing and heart stopped for a second. And then his breathing came in short gasps. He felt light headed and hot. 

Newt turned his head towards Gally, his eyes wide in the same realization. 

"It can't be!" He whispered. 

Gally shook his head wildly and then fled the room, the door left wide open. 

"The shuck?" Minho asked, looking at the door. 

"He has the corresponding one! That's why hers looked so familiar!" 

"Well shuck me!" Minho whispered. 

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**Well...**