**Spice Kissy scene**

The Gladers and most of the keepers had left, it was still early in the day, and they still had work to do. All that was left was Newt, Thomas, Minho and Alex. For once in his life Thomas was speechless, he still sat in the chair, struggling with the idea that he had been made a runner.

"So that was your plan hey? Make this shank a runner?" Newt asked, clapping Thomas's shoulder.

Minho smiled evilly, "Worked, didn't it? Aim high, hit low. Thank me later" He clasped Thomas on the other shoulder, "There was no shuckin way I'd give up Keeper. Alex has to KEEP me around now that I made it through the night."

Alex goaned, "That is never going to stop, is it? What? Did you spend all night thinking of keeper puns?"

Minho turned towards her, and pulled her closer, his arms loosely around her waist. "Something like that. Should I KEEP on going?"

Everyone just rolled their eyes.

Newt grew serious again, "Guys, these last 2..3?.. months have had more disruptions than in the last two years!"

Thomas looked guilty, even though he knew nothing. Alex looked at the floor, then back up at the guys. She pulled away from Minho's embrace.

"Ok, guys sit down, Newt knows this already, but you two need to know this."

Minho gave her a hurt look "How come I don't know this?"

"Cuz you left me behind yesterday, when you and Alby decided to go into the bloody maze, you ridiculously attractive shuck face! This happened yesterday morning when the new girl showed up."

His face made an "Oh" and then sat down on a chair, placing his elbows on his knees, his chin on his hands, and stared up at Alex, blinking rapidly, "Ok Sunshine, I'm all ears! Ready to listen and learn. Take it away! Newt, hand me your notepad and pen, I'm taking notes."

Alex rolled her eyes and pursed her lips, she was trying hard not to smile. "You're a slint head."

"Ahh, but I'm your slint head now." He winked at her.

Thomas was looking at her in confusion, he looked like a lost puppy.

When does this guy NOT look confused? How is it that I trusted him to take down this WICKED with me? He better be smarter than he looks.

"Okay, so, when the girl came up I got nothing from her, there were no memories or familiarity. It wasn't until Newt MADE ME try and have a memory vision. Nothing happened until I touched-"

Newt snorted "Touched? You slapped the poor girl on her bloody forehead!"

"You made me frustrated...she won't remember..anyways, when I made CONTACT, I had another big one- like the one in the Maze, Min." He sat up straighter.

Alex explained everything she could remember from her memories. Thomas looked more and more confused and kept trying to interrupt her with questions.

"THOMAS! Slim it until I'm done, I'll probably explain everything anyways, stop making this longer!" She snapped. She finally explained what she could. She took a deep breath.

"So Thomas, we were in this together, along with the girl, from the start. When it was just you, me and the girl we had had enough and came up with a plan, I have no idea what our plan was. Or how you and the girl got me here to this maze, after I was caught. I'm sure we won't ever know, but thank you!" Her voice just about broke, she was looking between Newt and Minho.

They stood up and gave Thomas a one arm hug and a slap on the back, Thomas still looked like he was struggling to know what was going on.

"She can obviously take care of her bloody self, but thanks for keeping an eye on her for us," Newt said. Thomas nodded slowly, still trying to process all the information that was thrown at him.

"So..so Gally was right? Ben was right? Is it our fault?" He asked her. He looked like he was going to pass out, he plopped back into a chair.

Alex sighed, tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, and crouched down in front of him. Looking him in the eye. "No. It's not your fault Tommy. Or my fault. Or the new girl. Or anyone's. We were children, Tommy. That group...the organization, the Creators, did this. They used us, abused, twisted, tortured and manipulated children for whatever sick purpose this is for-"

"WAIT...wait..Hold on." he interrupted, flapping his hand, to shush her. She stood up and took a step back. If he was a cartoon there would have been a light bulb pop up above his head. "You said WICKED, in your explanation...WICKED..?"

Alex wasn't sure where this was going.. "yes.. Why? What are you thinking Tommy?"

"You saw those big plaques all over the maze walls outside too, right? Minho told me you had a...uh episode when you touched one..?"

"Yeah.." said Alex a little hesitantly. Thomas was getting excited now, she could see the wheels turning, he was figuring something out. He jumped out of his seat and paced the room.

"World In Catastrophe: Killzone Experiment Department...It's an acronym! W-I-C-K-E- D! Those letters are on the supplies and those little beetle things! It's the same!" He turned to them, a grin on his face.

Minho looked like he had cold water poured over him, he was so shocked. "The Shuck! I've been here 2 years and never put that together!" he paused, then said under his breath, "Well shuck me!"

Alex had heard him and stifled a giggle, "That's what she said."

Minho gave her a sly side eye and winked.

"Anything else Alex?" Newt asked. She rubbed her fingers along her bottom lip, thinking hard. "No, I think that was everything.." She looked at Minho for a second then at the floor with a guilty expression, shame washed over her, getting rid of the giggling and butterflies from a moment ago.

"I do have one thing, but I need to talk to Minho. Alone please." She couldn't look Minho in the eye now. Now with what she was about to tell him. He deserved to know the truth. All of it. Even if it destroyed what they finally had.

"What's it about?" Thomas asked, looking between the other three. Newt looked at Alex and nodded solemnly.

"None of your bloody business!" Newt said, grabbing Thomas's upper arm and trying to pull him away.

"But you know!" He whined as Newt dragged him.

"Ya, I'm her bloody brother, I know everything. Now let's go. You need a shower, shank!"

"Oh come on, that's not fair! Does it have to do with a memory? Could it help us get outta here? Newt? OW!"

Newt had smacked him on the back of the head, and shoved him out the door. He turned around and gave Alex a reassuring smile. He patted his leg, and Bark came bounding after Newt and out the door. Alex and Minho were now the only two in the Council room.

"If you wanted to be alone, Sunshine, all you had to do was ask, I'll always say yes." He sauntered over with a sly smile.

"Minho, no. I really do need to tell you something. I just don't know how.." she said sadly.

He dropped his cocky smile, concern in his eyes, he lifted her chin to make her look at him. "Just spit it out. You know you can tell me anything." He tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, leaving his hand there, rubbing her cheek bone with his thumb. She took a slow shaky breath.

"Well..I haven't told you ALL the memories I've had, or at least not all the details.." Minho nodded at her, encouraging her to go on, she placed her hand over his hand on her cheek. She gently pressed into his hand, closed her eyes for a moment gathering her thoughts.

Please don't hate me.. I can't lose you again.

"I created the Grievers" she whispered, tears brimming her eyes.

"What?" he was slightly taken aback, he wasn't expecting that, he was so jolted he dropped his hand.

"Minho, they made me somehow, someway... I have a pretty good idea how- but in the end I created them! I had a memory of me at a table drawing them! Some creepy woman told me it was good..And she said something creepy like "WICKED is good...!"

Minho didn't say anything, his face was blank. Alex was scared that he was going to explode or hate her and never ever talk to her again. She closed her eyes, a tear slipped out from under her eyelashes, she took a step back. Alex turned her back on him, ashamed. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to gain control of her emotions.

Alex continued "Not sure if you figured it out or not..but we were together before the Maze. Friends, partners in crime, and then..more. You were my person. The one I cared about the most."

"Ya, I figured," Minho had walked up behind her, and placed a hand on her shoulder turning her around to face him. He unwrapped her hands from herself and held them tight to his strong chest . Alex continued, but she couldn't meet his eyes, so she talked to his chest.

"But they didn't like that. WICKED didn't like that...from the shattered memories I've had, they don't seem very open to the idea of any kind of relationship. They tried making me and Sonya forget Newt! But when they found out about us, I had a warning- they threatened me..and I guess we didn't or at least I didn't care and we got caught..." she looked away struggling to keep her voice from breaking, she tried pulling her hands away, but he held them tight.

"Minho, they strapped me to a chair and made you watch as they tortured me, with the stupid shuck monsters I created! That still wasn't good enough for them. I needed to be punished some more, so they strapped you to the same chair and made me watch as you were tortured!"

She had a few more tears slip out, and down her check, her voice was shaking, "Minho I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I understand if you hate me, I made the monsters that killed your friends, that hunt down anyone who steps outside the maze, the creatures that have tried to kill you more than once! I'm sorry! I'm also the reason you were sent to his hell hole early, as my punishment! I'm the reason you have been here for 2 years! They used you to punish me!" She cried, she finally ripped her hands away from him.

Minho still didn't show any reaction on his face. She turned away again, unable to see the hurt, anger and betrayal that was bound to show on his face. He stayed quiet for a long time.

"Min..please say something..." Alex whispered.

He didn't. Instead he turned her around again. He pulled her into his chest and held her tight.

"I'm sorry" Alex pleaded, tears running down her face, she clenched handfuls of his t shirt in her fists.

"Don't. Stop! Stop saying you're sorry, you didn't do nothing! It's not like YOU strapped me to a chair! I can't even remember it for shucks sake! I have zero recollection of anything from before the box! I'm the one who should be sorry, you have to relive all this horrible klunk! I'm happy being oblivious to all that. What I am mad about is I can't remember US! We sounded awesome, total rebels! I love it!"

He pulled away to look at her, he gently held her face in between his hands. "And I love you, Alex. I don't care what we did to get caught.. I don't care what you did before the maze, you could have built this whole shuck place and I wouldn't care because I KNOW you would never do it willingly." He wiped a tear away from her cheek with his thumb.

"You're not mad at me? You still want to talk to me even after everything I put you through?"

Minho smirked down at her now. "Shuck ya. You know I like to live dangerously."

Alex couldn't help but let a sad laugh escape.

"That's better. I like when you laugh." Minho whispered as he placed his forehead against hers.

"Then do it again, shuckface!" she said with a tease in her voice, she tilted her head up, and their lips connected again.

He kissed her back, hungrily, like it might be their last. Minho tangled his fingers into her hair cupping the back of her head and pulled her closer. He licked her bottom lip, she opened her mouth, letting his tongue in. Alex wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to pull his head down even closer, but there wasn't any more space.

They pulled away, having to breathe. Alex tried catching her breath, but Minho slowly and gently kissed her cheek and then down her jaw moving to her ear. Her breath caught in her throat. He slowly left a trail of gentle kisses down her neck. Her breathing stopped and her heart rate picked up. Alex let out an involuntary soft moan, he smirked into another kiss, on her shoulder.

Oh two can play at this game!

She slid her hands from his neck and slid them down to his chest, and then down his abs. She slipped her fingers into his belt loops and pulled him closer as she stood on her tiptoes so she was a little taller, and slowly and every so gently she brushed her lips against his. He tried to lean in for more, but she pulled away just enough to smirk back at him. He lifted an eyebrow, in a challenge.

She put her lips right next to his ear, as she ran her hands up his chest again, "challenge accepted" she whispered in a seductive growl. She could feel him shudder, and hear his breathing pick up and her smirk grew. She had him, and she knew it. She kissed him on the neck right under his ear, biting gently and sucking in the tender skin.

"Alex.." he breathed, his voice lower and raspier. His hand dropped from her hair and slid down her arms and onto her waist, then down to her hips and with very little effort, he picked her up, she instantly wrapped her legs around his waist.

"You know I'm going to win," Minho said, his voice husky and breathy now.

"Try me" She whispered seductively, kissing his lips again. She gently bit down on his bottom lip and pulled. He growled at her and tilted his head up to get more of her lips on his, his tongue licked her bottom lip gently, she opened her mouth, granting him access. He slowly backed her up into one of the supporting poles, so her back was up against it, leaving a hand free to dig into her hair again and his other hand was wrapped under her thigh for support. Alex still had her hands in his hair, she gently dug her nails into his scalp and dragged them down, and he let out a moan of his own, deep from his throat. He pressed her harder into the support beam, trying to get closer. Kissing her like he was starving. She could feel her own heart beating wildly, she could feel his was wild and irregular.

He pushed her into the pile again as she racked her fingernails gently down his scalp again, he broke the kiss, tilted his head back and moaned. His hand squeezing the thigh he was supporting. She smirked again at him. His head flopped forwards, burying his face into her neck, he attacked her neck with his soft warm lip. Alex leaned her head back against the support pole as she raked her nails a third time. She felt him shudder and another moan escaped him.

"MOTHER OF A SHUCKIN BLOODY GREAVER! BLOOD HELL!"

Alex and Minho broke apart breathing heavily, their lips swollen, faces red, panting and both their hair a complete mess- the one time Minho could care less what it looked like. Alex's legs were still wrapped around Minho's waist, and her hands were still in his hair. His one hand supported her under her thigh and the other was still tangled in her hair. But they turned their heads to look at the door. Newt was standing there with a hand clamped over his eyes. Bark beside him wagging her tail tongue out.

"Can we help you Shank? You seem to be lost." Minho asked with all the sarcasm he could muster, his voice husky, and out of breath. His eyes were still dark.

Shuck me, that voice is hot! And shuck those needy eyes!

"Will you two get a room already? No one wants to see you two making out!" Newt whined, his hand still over his eyes.

"Last I checked Newton, this IS a room and we WERE alone..." Alex retorted, still out of breath too, rolling her eyes, Minho chuckled and kissed her one last time and let her down with a frustrated sigh.

"What do you want, Newt?" Alex asked, placing her hands on her hips, her face was dusted in a pink blush from having her brother walk in on her. She was still trying to get her breath back.

"You can also lower your bloody hand, you slint-head." He dropped his hand and glared at them.

"Well, it was important enough to interrupt us, what do you want?" Minho asked, irritated that Newt interrupted them, again.

Newt cleared his throat "Oh ya..right. Well to add on top of the pile of klunk, all your runners quit."

"They WHAT?" Minho roared, his mood flipping fast. "Ya, after Chris and Ben and now Alby...they don't want to go out anymore." Newt shrugged and put his hands into his pockets.

"What, are Tommy and I chopped liver?" Alex huffed, looking back at him. He gave her a small sheepish smile.

"The three of us will get it done. Dream team!" Alex said, trying to encourage him.

"That's the other thing," Newt said nervously, "you need to go talk to him, he's ready to go back out like right now. The only thing holding him back right now is the food Fry is making him eat."

Minho grunted and stormed towards the door. He stopped and turned around when he realized Alex wasn't beside him.

"Forgetting something?" Alex asked with a hand on her hip, and an eyebrow raised.

"Ops. Sorry. Coming Babe?"

Alex cracked a smile. "Shuck right I am."

Newt just rolled his eyes and followed after them. Bark at Alex's heels.