Gally Chuck and I meet up with Thomas, Minho and Newt outside the MedHut. Gally frowned, looking around.

"Where'd that Girl Greenie go?" He frowned.

"Newt sent her to the slammer for now, she pretty much confessed to jacking up the Glade." I said with a shrug, "Min was right happy to do it."

Newt nodded, and Gally frowned deeper, looking at me confused. I rolled my eyes and tapped my temple.

"Oh...yeah, your weird brain link thing..."

"Yeah. Tommy and I have weird brains, can we go see Alby now?"

"Yeah. Apparently he was bloody screamin' for you two, Tommy and Charlie."

My apprehension grew. Of course it was Thomas and I. First Ben and then this Teresa girl. Why was it always Tommy and I? Newt opened the door and lead the group inside. Alby was sitting up facing the wall. Jeff was just setting a glass of water down on the bedside table. Alby looked better, the black swollen veins were better. He had come out of The Changing faster then anyone.

Newt went to go sit down on the bed beside him.

"Alby? How ya doin'?" He asked gently, placing his hand on his friend's back.

Alby slowly turned to face them, and his words came out in a wheeze, as if every one of them would take a week off his life.

"Everything's ... gonna change.... The new girl ...Thomas ... Charlie...I saw them ..."

I felt my blood run cold. I'm positive my face went about four shades whiter. My heart also jumped into my throat. I caught Thomas's eye and he looked about the same.

I looked back at Alby, hus eyelids flickered closed, then open again; he stared blankly at the wall, his whole body sagging in complete exhaustion. My heart broke. I knew how he felt. It took me almost three days to be able to sit up and move around.

"What do you mean, you saw-" Newt began.

"I wanted Thomas and Charlie!" Alby yelled,

The sudden burst of energy made me step back, I wouldn't have thought possible a few seconds earlier, his body was so sagged.

"I didn't ask for you, Newt or anyone else. I asked for freaking Thomas and Snips!"

Newt looked up, questioned Thomas and me with a raising of his eyebrow.

I shrugged and Thomas looked like he was ready to faint.

"Alby?" Newt asked, his face full of sadness and hurt.

Alby groaned and put his head in his hands

"We can't." He muttered.

"We can't what Alby?" I finally managed to squeak.

He lifted his head, and I was shocked to see tears running down his face, his blood shot eyes locked onto me. I saw fear in his broken bloodshot eyes.

"We can't leave. They won't let us....you...you won't let us leave!"

"What are you talking about?" I whispered.

I was absolutely terrified now, my hands felt numb. Ben had said I was bad...but I don't remember anything! How could I not let them leave? I'm one of the only ones trying to find a way out!

"I remember." Alby whispered.

"What do you remember?" Thomas encouraged.

There was a tense moment of silence. I felt the guys eyes flicking between Alby, Thomas and me.

"You." Alby's eyes met mine, "You were always HIS favorite, Charlie. Always...You were bad Charlie...only because of him...but you were still bad...why? Why did you do it?"

My mouth went dry, my heart was beating so loud in my ears.

"Who's...who's favorite? Who is he? What did he make me do?"

Alby shook his head.

"Thomas...Thomas...Why did you and your sister do this? Why did YOU come here?"

Everyone was frozen, my head felt dizzy. Memories and Gally's memories and now Alby's, nothing made sense! Bits and pieces! Who was this he I'm a favorite of? This was the second time someone mentioned Thomas and a sister. But why would I not allow anyone to leave? Why was I a bad person? What the shuck did I do?

"I...I remember...I remember the flair! They won't let us leave!"

My chest was starting to feel extremely heavy, and my vision was coming in and out of focus. The hot burning sensation of tears came on fast. Before I could think, my feet spun me around and I bolted out of the room and sprinted away from Alby and the MedHut.

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I eventually found myself wrapped in a blanket, huddled in our bed. I tried to make my body as small as possible, hoping, maybe I could just disappear from existence. My breathing was still coming in short gasps. My mind was spinning. Nothing made sense. My memories, Gally's memories and now Alby's...nothing lined up! I clamped my eyes closed and tried to remember anything, any small detail that might help.

The snippets of memories flashed behind my eye lids, working at a computer. I couldn't make out anything concert on the screens, math maybe? Some kind of science, biology? I remember working at a table with someone, we had paper everywhere. Again I tried to focus on the details, but that was blurry. The room was cold, sterile and bright. The table was metal...I knew there was a man in front us, but he never spoke, he did nothing but stand and watched while we worked, I never saw his face.

I remembered the cold hard chair I was strapped to, metal cuffs around my wrists, and pain. Excruciating pain all over my body. I didn't know why I was there, I don't remember what was happening. I remember needles and people standing around me, the sounds of medical instruments whirring and buzzing.

I remember Gally and me, I remember sneaking out of our rooms, meeting up in a closet type room. I remember eating snacks sitting on the ground. I remember sneaking glances at each other during some kind of class. I remember holding his hand under the table in a cafeteria. I remember him slipping into my empty white room and laying in his arms for a while before he had to leave. I remember our first kiss and all the nervous butterflies, I remember his minty, laundry clean and musky spicy deodorant all mixed together that makes up Gally's scent, I remember standing side by side; his arm around my shoulder and mine around his back, laughing because we were showing friends how our tattoos lines up on our backs- who those friends were, no idea, faces were blurred.

Alby tried to strangle himself! It was the weirdest unnerving freakest thing I've ever seen! He was gonna tell me something about who I was...and then he just stopped and his own hands started to chock himself! It took all of us to stop him, and then he said it wasn't him and rolled over and went to sleep.

Can't be spilling creator secrets.

I thought bitterly. I felt Thomas humm thoughtfully. I heard a door open snapping me out of my own mind, breaking the connection with Thomas. I heard a heavy sigh and then heavy foots, the bed dipped.

"Charlie?" Gally asked hesitantly.

I was surprised how gentle his voice was. How could he be so gentle now when, he was a ranging ball of anger earlier? I heard a frustrated groan, like he was exhausted. I felt him move and shift, so he was sitting by my curled up form, leaning against the wall. He slowly pulled the blanket off my head. I peeked out from under my arms, I had them wrapped over my head. He looked at me sadly. I probably looked looked like a mess, hair wild and everywhere, red puffy eyes red splotchy face from crying and hyperventilating.

"Guess I'm the evil bad guy now." I whispered bitterly.

He sighed. Closing his eyes he leaned his head back against the wall.

"You're not the bad guy, Pipsqueak."

I frowned. With my head still buried in my arms I sniffed.

"How can you say that? When Ben and now Alby said the same thing? How can you say I'm not bad, but Thomas is?"

Gally was silent for a long time. The longer he was silent, the more my fear and anxiety rose.

"Answer me please." I whispered.

"I don't know. I honestly don't know Charlie. I..." he trailed off.

I slowly unwrapped myself and slowly sat up, pulling the blanket around myself. I looked at him expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"I don't know. I guess because I love you, and I know who you are...you wouldn't do something evil on your own, you have too high a standard of your self and the people around you. I don't know this Greenie, except from my memories, and it makes me angry. He shows up and all of a sudden and things go to klunk."

"Things were always klunk." I whispered, blinking tears away.

He sighed again, I saw everything sag, the fight left him. "Yeah. You're right."

"I'm always right." I sniffed. He lifted his head and gave me a small smile, which slipped right away. His steady eyes looking over my face.

"Did I answer your question?"

I shrugged, "It was an answer...not a very good one, but it's an answer."

He gave me another small sad smile. He reached out and gently wiped the tears off my cheeks.

Sparky! Minho and I are talking about going into section 7 tomorrow! He said that was open when we made a Griever pancake! Taking that weird brain heart thing with us! You in?

Shuck ya! I wouldn't miss it!

"Charlie?"

I blinked a few times, Gally was frowning at me, he was holding my cheek and jaw in his large hand.

"Yeah?"

"You blanked for a moment."

"Oh, sorry, still getting used to talking to Tommy in my head."

I saw something flash in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

"Oh..and what did he have to say?"

I eyed him for a moment. I was done sneaking around and not telling him things. I sighed.

"Minho and him are wanting to go check out section 7 tomorrow, it was open the night we squished the Griever between the moving walls. And we found that metal heart, brain thing. We want to see if anything is different."

Again there was a flash of something in his eyes. His hand stiffened for a moment, but then it was gone. He cleared his throat.

"Did you eat?" He asked suddenly.

I shook my head. He sighed again, he let go of my face and got up. Kissed my forehead.

"Stay, I'll grab some leftovers from Fry. I'm always taking care of you Pipsqueak." He sighed, but I heard the light tease.

"You like it." I smiled back.

He just hummed, rolled his eyes. But the small smile gace away he was teasing.

He came back about 20 minutes later with a plate of food and a cup of water. Handing it to me he sat down beside me.

"My hero." I gave a small smile.

"I expect it all eaten!" He said sternly.

"Do I get a cookie if I do?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We'll see."

His stern scowl cracked and his lip twitched into a small smirk. I just rolled my eyes again and started eating. The exhaustion hit me hard half way through my plate and my eyes started to get heavy.

I tried to put the plate down, but Gally forced it back into my hands.

"You need to eat, woman! Your too skinny!" He said forcefully.

I took a few more bites. My eyes wouldn't stay open. And my head felt weird, like it was full of cotton. I shook it trying to focus.

"I feel weird. Like...extra extra tiiiiired."

"Finish eating Charlie. Please." Gally's voice sounded weird, tight and worried.

I tried to focus my blurry eyes on his face. And I frowned. He wouldn't meet my eyes. My head felt like it was spinning now. I had to really think about keeping my eyes open.

"Gaaally?" My words came out weird. My head flopped forwards for a second. Using all my strength I lifted it back to look at him.

"What's....wrong? Why...am....I-"

I stopped mid sentence, my exhausted heavy eyelids snapped open for a second. Realization and horror hit me like a punch in the gut.

"What ...did ....you do...to..me?"

I saw the sorrow and panic and fear and guilt all flickering in his intense blue eyes.

"I'm sorry Charlie! I'm sorry! I can't let you go back out there! Something's gonna happen! I know it! I just know it!"

"What...why? ...why Gally?" I mumbled, my head flopped. Gally caught me in his arms.

"I have to keep you safe! You're safe here! Not out there! The maze is dangerous! You need to be safe!" He cried, pleading almost for me to understand.

"No...you ... you.. drugged...meeeee!"

"To keep you safe Charlie! Please understand!" He pleaded, I saw tears in his eyes.

With the last remaining consciousness I had left I whispered words I would regret forever.

"I ...hate..you...."

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**Well that took a turn!**