Minho

Alex was thrashing around in her bed, tears ran down her face. She was whimpering, which turned into screams. The first cry woke up Bark. The dog put her front paws onto the bed and nuzzled the girl, Alex only thrashed harder. The dog took off for help. She sniffed down the hall, picking up a familiar scent. She pushed the door open. Nuzzling the boy on the floor, nothing happened. She licked his face. Minho bolted up, awake.

"What? What?! What's going on? Uhh! Dog slobber?! What the shuck Bark!"

The dog was pushing his back with her head. A scream split the quiet night air. He was now fully awake. Adrenaline rushed through him, he recognized that scream.

"Alex!"

He was up and out the door in an instant, he ran towards his old room, the door was open and he saw her thrashing in her sleep, whimpering and crying. She let out another scream. Minho threw himself down beside the bed shaking her shoulders trying to wake her up.

"No! Don't take him! Please no! Please don't take him! Minho! No!"

Minho froze.

Why's she yelling my name? Who is taking me away? Away where?

The girl was crying and whimpering.

"No! Don't take him too! You took them all from me! Please don't take him too! No! Minho!"

Minho tried shaking her shoulder again. She wouldn't wake up.

"Alex!" He yelled, shaking her shoulders roughly.

She sat up with a gasp, her eyes wild, arms falling. She smacked Minho in the face, she scrambled back into the corner, she was muttering the same thing over and over.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. Don't take him, I'll do anything."

Minho sat down on the edge of the bed, rubbing his cheek, "shhh shh, it's ok, it was a dream, just a dream"

Alex's wild eyes tried to focus on the direction the voice was coming from. She was still painting and repeating herself. His angry jealousness melted a little. She needed someone right now, and he had been a slint head. Minho opened his arms cautiously, unsure if she would accept. She crawled over immidiatly. He wrapped his arms around her. She stopped muttering and her whimpers and sniffles quieted. He ran his fingers through her hair and her panting became regular breathing. Minho felt her body relaxing falling asleep. He tried to lay her down so he could go back to his sleeping bag. She tightened her grip on his shirt and whispered so quietly he almost missed it.

"Please. Will you stay with me? I don't want to be alone."

Minho's heart beat faster.

"Ya...ya sure. Always."

He lay down, and pulled her beside himself. She put her head on his chest, his t-shirt still clenched tight in her tiny fist. He circled an arm around her protectively, and put the other behind his head, and closed his eyes. A small smile on his face, despite her nightmare. He felt the bed dip again, he peeked an eye open, Bark had jumped up and snuggled down beside him too.

"Good dog."

They all fell asleep and slept soundly.

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The sun was just starting to shine through the window, when he opened his eyes. He tried to sit up but couldn't move. Confused, he looked down and saw red gold hair spread out over his chest and pillow. He smelt coconut and sunshine and sterilizer from the MedJack Hut.

Alex.

Her head was resting on his bicep, her back to him. She was breathing peacefully. He smiled to himself. Something caught his eye and he looked to the doorway. He saw Newt standing there, arms crossed with an angry look on his face; his lips drawn into a tight line. He was looking between Minho and Alex. Minho smirked as Newt's frown deepened. Minho slipped out from under the girl, and quietly strutted over and out the door, closing it on Newt's face, so both boys were outside in the hall.

"Jealous ya shank? I had both girls in bed with me last night. And let me tell ya...it was fan-shucken-tastik."

He spun on his heel and went down the stairs, some weird cocky fog ran through his brain. He strutted into the dinning area, ready to brag to anyone, he was the first to have both girls in bed.

Newt just stood there confused and angry. His fists opening and closing, he wanted to punch his best friend in the face.

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Alex

Alex woke up with the sun on her face and Bark snuggled at the end of the bed. She stretched and sat up. Her night came slamming back to her. She flopped back onto the bed with a groan.

Did Minho really stay with me? Is he still mad at me? Are we friends again? What the shuck is going on with him? Also, more importantly, those weren't just regular dreams. Those felt too real. Were those memories? Those had to be! I had an older brother and a twin sister! We watched our parents murdered...we were so little...who killed them? Why would they kill them? Also I knew the Gladers before the maze! I knew Minho before..Were we more than friends? Seemed like it. But I was tortured and used for my ideas, my doodles. Grownups.. scientists forced me to create the monsters that stalked the very corridors outside the stone walls. This is my fault. Even if I didn't fully remember making them that ruthless and blood thirsty! It was my idea. And those kids in the Deadheads, that was on me. Those crossed out names...that's my fault! Oh shuck.

Her thoughts spun around her head faster and faster.

Alex curled up with her head in her hands. What if the guys found out? What would they do to her? They couldn't know! They will never know, she would never tell them! Bark had crawled up closer to Alex. She wrapped her arms around the dog.

"So Bark, I apparently found you in some desert city! We were besties before this! You're such a good girl!" She scratched her dog's ears. Bark licked her face.

She groaned again. She knew she needed to get up. She needed coffee. She got up, and got ready for the day.

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She was sitting alone, staring into a cup of coffee in front of her, her chin resting on one hand still trying to process her memories, absentmindedly rubbing Bark's head who had her head in her lap, with the other. Boys plopped down beside her, squishing her in the middle. Frypan, Chuck and Matt were making an Alex sandwich. They all had huge stupid grins, and wiggling their eyebrows.

"Umm, hi? Can I help you hooligans? As you probably did NOT notice, I was enjoying a cup of coffee. Alone." She held her mug up, and took a sip dramatically, trying to make a point.

The boys giggled, and looked at each other, eyebrows raised in mock shock.

"She doesn't know." Chuck giggled

"She doesn't know that we know!" Matt giggled, pumping Chuck's shoulder.

"I guess not. Maybe we need to inform her...but where is the fun in that?" Frypan added.

Alex was utterly confused, "What do I not know, that you know, that you think I should know? What the shuck are you talking about?"

She panicked a little.

Maybe they know about Minho...?! Did they see him leave my room? Also where the shuck is that shank?

They burst out laughing, at the same time as Newt and Alby sat down across from the threm. They both had a stern look, and a slight frown. They both were staring at Alex.

"The shuck is going on this morning? What is wrong with all of you?" She asked, looking between the giggling three boys and the two scowling boys in front of her.

"What happened last night?" Alby demanded.

The boys beside her giggled even harder.

Yup. That's going on. Great. Rumors will spread now like wildfire.

Alex panicked again, her face heating up.

What happened? Does he know about what I did in my memories? How? They can't read minds! ...can they? Wouldn't bloody surprise me.

"Alex! What happened? Why was Minho in your bed?" Newt was clenching his jaw, his eyebrows touching, he was furrowing them so much, and a deep crease in his forehead. Alby crossed his arms, a deep scowl never leaving his face. His dark eyes drilled holes into her.

Alex looked like she was slapped. Chuck, Frypan and Matt gasped dramatically like the gossipy old woman they were, trying hard to act surprised. Placing a hand on their wide open mouths.

How the shuck did they find out? Did someone see him...did he say something..?

She could feel the heat of embarrassment rise from her chest into her face.

"Minho, the Shank? And our Alex, the Shanket?" Gasped Fry, he looked like Christmas came early.

"Yes yes yes, I knew it!" Matt squealed, punching the air.

"I knew Minho wouldn't brag about that stuff if it wasn't true!" CHuck grined evily at Alex.

"What the bloody suck? Bragging about what exactly? What the shucken hell is he saying?" Alex rored, knocking her coffee over in anger, she was shaking with anger.

Newt's eyes never left Alex's face. Her face was now twisted in anger. She was livid and embaraced. She ran a shaking hand through her hair, and bit her bottom lip for a second, trying to compose herself. It wasn't Newt or Alby's fault Minho was being a real shuckn' slint-head. Newt sat stone still, looking like he was trying hard to not combust in anger, waiting for her explanation, Alby looked like he was going to punch something. The boys beside her were practically vibrating with excitement. She smacked the boys beside her in the back of the head.

"Get it together!" She scolded the boys.

She sat up straight, met Newt's accusing gaze, and then shifted to Alby's. She ground her teeth for a moment and narrowed her eyes and said as evenly as possible, even though her blood was boiling.

"Nothing happened ya bloody slint-heads!"

Newt's expression never changed. Alby snorted, he didn't believe her.

"Newt. Alby. Nothing happened. I had a nightmare. I was screaming, Minho woke me up. I didn't want to be alone. I asked him to stay. We slept. End.of.bloody.discussion. And I'm pissed that he would insinuate anything else happened. Because nothing bloody happened."

She closed her eyes, clenching her fists, "The shuck face...when I get my hands on him...oh he's dead! SO dead."

The tension in Newt's shoulders left. "Nothing happened? And he only stayed AFTER you asked. Ya?"

"Yes, Newt. What is HE saying happened? Because now I'm going to strangle him." She crossed her arms, then muttered. She cleared her throat, she ran a hand through her hair.

"Come on Newt! You're acting like an overprotective big brother-"

She stopped mid sentence. Pain seared through her head.

"AHHH!"

She slapped her hands to her temples and held her head. Her eyes went wide, her heartbeat sped up and she pushed herself away from the table, stumbling backwards. Bark whinned. She was standing, panting, staring at Newt, ignoring the other guys. Her head seared with pain again, she clutched her head harder and doubled over for a second, with a cry of pain. She stood up, her head snapped upwards and her eyes glazed over, her body shaking. Pain shot through her head, the same memories from last night shot forward, but only bits of them, and they seemed brighter, more colour, clearer, flashing through her mind.

She was in a living room, there was an older boy, but not by much, maybe he was 5 or 6. She was sitting right beside him, snuggled up close

She was being dragged away by people in black masks, a girl and boy beside her,

She could hear the boy yelling and screaming behind her, a big heavy door slammed shut cutting off the boy's desperate attempts. She was being strapped to a chair that looked like a dentist chair, "Hello Alexandria."

She sobbed, "That's not my name! Where is my sister? What are you going to do to my brother?"

She saw a curtain of shaggy golden blond hair, Newt! Beside him was a girl, Alex thought it was her, she took a step forwards and then stopped, mouth open. Beside Newt on his other side was the same girl. She looked between the 2 girls. The girls sitting either side of Newt, all three looked the same! Only way to tell the girls apart was one was more a redhead then the other.

Alex blinked and looked back at Newt

"Y..you..! It was you! It IS you..."

Her hazel eyes never left Newt's chocolate brown ones. His familiar brown ones, his golden hair...it was his voice she heard on her first day! His young voice was screaming in her head. It was his blurred face in her memories last night.

"Shuck shuck shuck!" She whispered

All the boys were now standing, all coming towards her, reaching for her, concerned. Newt took a step forward, "Alex?"

"WHOLLY MOTHER OF A SHUCKIN BLOODY GREAVER!!!" She yelled, with a burst of laughter, but fell into shock again.

"Alex? What's wrong?" Newt was panicking, he had never seen her like this. "Also LANGUAGE!"

"Newt?" She breathed, "Is that really you?" Newt was really worried now., he glanced at Alby, he had the same lost look on his face.

"Uh, ya Alex, it's me...what's going on? You okay?" Her face broke into one of pure and utter joy. She jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Alex, what the shuck is wrong with you?!" he yelped.

She was laughing hysterically, "Newt you wouldn't even believe me! We need to talk. Can we talk? Right now! Just you and me!" She was jumping up and down. The other boys looked hurt,

"Boys, in a bit okay?."

Alby sighed, "Fine. Come on, back to work everyone."

He ushered Fry, Chuck and Matt away from a giggling Alex and a bemused Newt. He was convinced she was having a mental breakdown. Alex grabbed his wrist and dragged him to a quiet place under some trees. She sat down and patted the ground. Newt plopped down, "Ok what's bloody going on?"

Alex ran a hand through her hair and took a deep breath and explained what she heard in her head right before she passed out on day one, how she didn't remember just her name, but 2 names. She explained her nightmares - except the last 2, of creating the monster and of her screaming for Minho.- Newt sat there wide eyed and mouth open, still as a statue.

"So when I said 'stop being a protective big brother' some pieces of those nightmares, or memories came back, but only the pieces of you...it's you. You were in my memories!"

She took a dramatic pause, "Newt...you ARE my big brother! That's why you're familiar, that's why I feel safe with you! That's why I love you, but not in a romantic way. Eww- but I'm sure you're someone's cup of tea. That's why we argue and fight like we do! That's why you get so bloody protective!" Alex was laughing again, "Also.. obviously, why, you and I have the sameish hair, and the same accent and why only you and I say bloody!"

Alex was grinning like a lunatic. Newt was staring at Alex, his eyes as big as saucers. Then a grin slowly spread across his face.

"Alex!" He pulled her into a big bear hug.

"You! You were my missing piece. When I came here I felt empty, like I was missing something."

His smile faded, he looked down. "Alex, I should probably tell you something, you should probably know this..." He signed, all the happiness left him.

"I was here for a few months, I was a runner with hope of finding a way out of here. The longer I was here, the more hopeless I felt. There was something missing and I didn't know what. One day, I was the lowest I have ever felt, I went out early into the maze...I climbed up the wall...and...and.."

Alex was frozen, she knew something terrible happened to him, she felt it, she had a pretty good idea what happened. She reached out and held his hand.

"Newt, you can tell me. No judgement." She encouraged him, "Sibling code."

He smiled sadly at her. "I climbed the wall, using the ivy. And I...just couldn't take it anymore, Alex! I was weak, I was empty and I couldn't take it. I jumped off the shucking wall!"

Alex squeezed his hand, tears leaking down her eyes. She lifted a hand to his cheek. He looked away, but continued.

"Obviously I didn't die, I got tangled in the bloody ivy, it snapped my leg in 3 places and I smashed my head. Minho and Alby found me, and dragged me back to the Glade right before the doors closed. Jeff did his best...If I managed to actually end my life that day, I wouldn't have found my missing piece!" He reached out and put his hand over their intertwined ones.

"Oh Newt. I'm sorry you had to go through all that! And I'm sorry I wasn't there!" Alex said quietly. Newt had a small sad smile. He sighed. "I live with the consequences every day."

The siblings were quiet for a minute. Newt looked up sharply, "Wait! You said there was another one? There is another one of us? We have a sister?!"

Alex nodded her head, a big smile growing on her face again. "Ya, I have a twin! Her name is Sonya! It was her name I remembered after my own, after Gally smashed my head."

Her smile slipped "I don't know where she is though".

"Well, when we get out of this bloody maze, you and I will find her!"

"Good that, big bro!"

The two sat quietly for a bit, enjoying the realization of who they were.

"Well maybe we should go tell Admiral Alby, people might start assuming things, Newtie."

She rounded on him, hands on her hips, eyebrows scrunched, angry.

"Like how SOMEONE assumed some THINGS about last night. What exactly was he insinuating?"

"I think you know exactly what he was hinting at, and he wasn't exactly...uh discret about it. Most of the guys heard him, and you know it's gonna bloody spread."

Alex fumed, she could feel the anger bubbling up in her chest again. "I need to have a word with a certain shucking runner!"

Newt held his hands up, chuckling. "Hey, hey, just blame it on the big brother instincts. Just gotta make sure my baby sister is safe! And I do not envy the shank when you get ahold of him!"

"Ya well, I can take care of myself. Thanks." She crossed her arms and pouted, "I'm not a shuck baby!"

"Ya I can see that!" He flicked her pouty lip, "word of brotherly advice: go for his weak spots. Face and hair" he winked and then picked her up and threw her over the shoulder and hulled her to Homestead.

"Off to find Alby, inform him of our big revolution and then you have a job to do, slacker!"

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Alby sat on the edge of his bed, rubbing his temples in confusion. "So you're shucking telling me you two are siblings, and you're having memory dreams?"

Both British Glades nodded.

"Holy Shuck!"

"You can bloody say that again," Newt and Alex said at the same time, they glanced at each other and giggled.

"Well, if that's not the biggest tell..." Alby shook his head in amusement at the two.

That's when a loud wailing alarm went off.