The flames were reaching up to the bright stars, the guys had pulled out their instruments, some homemade and others asked and sent up by the creators. Gally had his special secret drink out.

Minho handed Alex a jar "Gotta finish this one, She-Bean. It'll put hair on your chest!"

"Ya? How come you don't have any then? I see you drink this... whatever it is, all the time!" She sassed back.

"How would you know?" Chuck asked innocently.

"Never you mind Chuck!" She answered him, gently pushing his head away, her cheeks red. She remembered very vividly when she walked in on Minho without a shirt, in her first few days here.

His abs and those chest muscles. I want to touch them...shuck he's hot. Mmmm...

"Earth to Alex!! Come in Alex!" Chuck was snapping his fingers in front of her eyes.

Alex ripped her eyes away from Minho's chest, and looked around at Chuck.

"What were you thinking of?" He asked suspiciously, elbowing her.

She cleared her throat. "Nothing, nothing..." She raised the jar to her lips, Minho was smirking at her, she just winked at him.

Matt leaned over and whispered something to Chuck. He let out a loud gasp, looking back and forth between Alex and Minho with a horrified expression. While everyone roared with laughter.

"Ah, my little Shank. Stay innocent as long as ya can." Minho chuckled, placing an arm over his shoulders. When he looked up at Minho, Minho roughly rubbed his hair.

She took a sip of the light brown liquid, it burnt all the way down. She made a face. Instantly she could feel a warmth and a weird happiness spread out from her stomach. She sipped from the jar. She laughed until her stomach hurt and talked carefree with her friends for a while.

Minho had left for another drink, and came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned back into his chest, enjoying his closeness and warmth, her head slightly fuzzy. He started to sway back and forth gently, humming quietly. She closed her eyes, leaning her head up. He kissed her forehead, and she smiled up at him.

"I love you, shuck face." She whispered.

"Hmmm. Say it again. I like the way that sounded, he muttered in her ear. She bit her lip as her stomach did a backflip. She pulled away and turned to face him.

"Dance with me."

He gave her a skeptical look. "Minho doesn't dance," he said.

"Oh really. You? Mr Dramatic? Won't dance?" She scoffed. She grabbed his hand anyways and dragged him closer to the guys playing. She stopped suddenly Minho bumped into her, her head shot upwards and her eyes were glassy, her body started to shake.

Alex was standing in a room, laughing so hard her stomach hurt, she was wrapped up in strong arms and Minho was laughing just as hard. He was trying to kiss her forehead, but she kept wiggling away. He finally grabbed her around the waist, not letting go. He spun her around the room, dancing to no music, but their own.

He spun her around so hard she fell into a chair in a bright white room. She was facing a bed, and sitting on the bed was Minho. He had a guitar on his lap, he had his head down, focusing on what he was playing, he would look up into her eyes every once in a while. Singing a song he had written for her.

She could feel her heart flutter and her stomach twist. A warmth spread through her and crept up into her cheeks. His voice was smooth and rich. She got up out of her chair, leaned over to kiss him. He stopped playing abruptly, placed the guitar down, grabbed her waist and pulled her and flipped her gently onto the bed, kissing her hungrily.

She went to wrap her arms around him, but now she was sitting on the edge of a bed in a different dule white room. Minho was sitting behind her, his hands over hers, showing her a cord on his guitar. As she tried to do it herself, he kept kissing her neck.

"Min. I'm never gonna learn this if you keep distracting me!" She scolded, but a smile on her face.

"Mmm I'm not districting, I'm helping." He murmured into her shoulder.

Alex scoffed, with a giggle. She turned her head to scold him again, but the room faded. She turned around and she was sitting on a table in a small room, all their friends sat around a table. The door opened and Gally entered, holding an arm full of snacks. Which he dumped onto the table.

"Where did you get this?" Little Chuck asked.

"Nicked it. Minho showed me." Gally shrugged with a grin.

Alby had found an old radio somewhere and brought it to their secret night meet ups. He turned it on and played with the dials, all they could find that worked half decently was a Spanish station. Minho sauntered up and pulled Alex from the table and started dancing around the room with her.

Their friends laughed and clapped. They all joined in eventually.

Alex came back to the present, Minho was holding her shoulders. There was a huge excited smile on her face.

"You okay? What did you see?" Minho asked. Her smirk just grew.

"Hey Pedro?" She called one of the boys who had a guitar sent from the creators.

"Yes senorita?" he called back. She walked over and whispered. He nodded with an evil smile. They both glanced at Minho. He gave them a confused look, which made them giggle. Pedro started to tune his guitar and she skipped back to Minho.

"Alex, what did you see?" Newt called.

"Oh, Mr, I-don't-Dance, here, has some hidden talents." She laughed at the shocked look on Minho's face.

"Trust me babe!" she patted his shoulder.

"Ok Senrita!" Pedro called. Him and the guys started playing. Alex grabbed Minho's hands, placing one on her hip and holding the other, he looked amused and totally confused.

"Ok, babe, trust me. Now. WE DANCE!"

Minho was born to dance. The muscle memory rapidly came back the more he moved. He spun Alex around and around, dancing around the fire. She threw head back laughing loudly. She felt alive and happy. She saw smiles and laughs around her. It wasn't a permanent fix, but these little bonfire parties were a welcomed escape.

Alex couldn't believe how smooth and graceful Minho was, his hips were made to move, he really knew how to salsa. A few times, his salsa moves got a little spicy and it made her face heat up and her stomach explode with butterflies and fireworks. Her heart beat wildly. His grin grew from a skeptical smile to a huge ear to ear grin, making his eyes squint.

Other Gladers joined in dancing around the fire too. They hadn't had a happy fire like this, ever. The wild dance party slowed down, everyone exhausted, but happy. Minho pulled Alex down beside himself on a log beside the fire.

"Okay, now you need to tell me. What did you actually see?" He was breathing heavily. But he looked quite happy with himself.

"Well, Mr. I don't dance, we used to do that all the time. I would sneak into your room and you would slow dance with me, or salsa without music. We also found an old radio later and on our group night sneak outs - Alby, Newt, Thomas, Gally, Sonya, the girl upstairs, Chuck sometimes - you would salsa around the room with me." She smiled watching his reaction.

"We seemed happy. '' he said dreamily.

"You also used to play guitar, and you had quite the sexy voice. You tried teaching me- didn't go so good, you weren't a very good teacher." She teased

"What? I'm a great teacher, thank you!" He crossed his arms, pouting.

"Hmm, maybe with the guys...but you could never stay on task." She teased again, elbowing him.

His face formed an "oh" if understanding, then grinding mischievously at her. He wrapped his arms around her suddenly, and growled quietly, "I had a good reason to be distracted."

Alex chuckled, kissing his cheek, "You are a man of many talents."

He sat up, his arms still around her, "I used to play...the guitar?"

Alex nodded, "Wait here" she said and got up and walked over to Pedro, said something to him who smiled, nodded his head and handed his guitar over. Alex came over and held it out to him. The crowd got quiet, watching.

"SING!" Someone yelled.

"But I don't remember how to play the guitar, that's Pedro's thing. Also singing is your thing."

"Try. Please. Minho...pleeeeease?" Alex pouted and batted her eyelashes.

"Only if you try it after."

She nodded.

"Fine!" he relented, it was hard to say no to her. He sat down, beside Pedro, who started to show him a few things.

Newt came to sit beside Alex, and leaned over with an amused smile. "I ain't never ever seen him like this. You got him to dance! All he ever used to do at fires was drink and be all moody and sarcastic. Sometimes he would challenge someone to something stupid...sure he was always a dramatic shank. But I ain't never seen him...let loose, drop his guard and actually have fun. I was worried about him for a while. Really worried. I was scared he was gonna try an' attempt what I did..." he trailed off. He ran a hand through his shaggy golden locks.

"Alex, You're the best thing to happen to him. He really is happy."

She was watching as Minho tried to figure out the guitar in his lap. What Newt said made her smile more, she felt a warm feeling in her heart. Then she heard Newt whine "just PLEASE don't go all couple-y on us, k?"

"Couple-y?" she asked in amusement, turning her head to see Newt's face. "Ya..like pet names and like all that PDA...just..uhg. I don't want to see my baby sister like that!" his face scrunched up in disgust.

"Oh Mama Newt, Slim it! Can you actually see us seriously like that? We just like to mess with you guys! Also if you stop walking in on us, you won't see the major gross PDA!" Alex laughed at him while Newt just rolled his eyes. They were quiet for a few minutes watching as Pedro gave him a few more pointers. Alex watched Minho's face as he concentrated, trying to figure something out, she could see the excitement when it clicked,

"SLIM IT YOU SHANKS!" He finally yelled. "I got it!" He cleared his throat dramatically, then strummed a few cords, then with his signature smirk he took a breath and began to sing.

"I took an arrow to the heart. I never kissed a mouth that tastes like yours. Strawberries and somethin' more. Ooh yeah, I want it all, Lipstick on my guitar (ooh) Fill up the engine, we can drive real far. Go dancin' underneath the stars. Ooh yeah, I want it all. Mm, you got me feelin' like I wanna be that guy, I wanna kiss your eyes. I wanna drink that smile, I wanna feel like I'm Like my soul's on fire, I wanna stay up all day and all night.

Yeah, you got me singin' like. Ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers. Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks. And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back. And we'll say, ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers. Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks. And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back"

Some of the guys from earlier started to improvise along with the guitar. By this time however, Minho didn't even need to pay attention to what his hands were doing, and this song came from somewhere deep inside his subconscious. She smiled at the little flash of memory she had. Alex could feel her face growing a little pink, he didn't take his eyes off her.

"Into the car, On the backseat in the moonlit dark, Wrap me up between your legs and arms. Ooh, I can't get enough. You know you could tear me apart (ooh) Put me back together and take my heart. I never thought that I could love this hard. Ooh, I can't get enough, Mm, you got me feeling like, I wanna be that guy, I wanna kiss your eyes. I wanna drink that smile, I wanna feel like I'm, Like my soul's on fire, I wanna stay up all day and all night, Yeah, you got me singin' like

Ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers, Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks. And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back, And we'll say, ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers. Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks, And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back,

Baby, you burn so hot, You make me shiver with the fire you got. This thing we started, I don't want it to stop. You know you make me shiver-er-er

Baby, you burn so hot. You make me shiver with the fire you got. This thing we started, I don't want it to stop. You know you make me shiver. Yeah, you got me singin' like,

Ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers. Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks. And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back (oh no). And we'll say, ooh, I love it when you do it like that. And when you're close up, give me the shivers. Oh baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks. And when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back, hey"

I knew he could play and sing...but MAN!

She stood up and clapped. And so did the rest of the Gladers.

"Did you remember that or was it made up?" Matt asked.

Minho shrugged, "Just awesome little man, I'm just awesome."

Alex walked over, leaned down resting her arms on his shoulders, loosely locking her fingers around his neck, and whispered in his ear "That was the same song in my memories."

His eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"Mmm." She hummed as she kissed him.

"Now a promise is a promise! Your turn!" He handed her Pedro's guitar. She sat down with it in her lap, she closed her eyes and concentrated on something, anything about what Minho had tried to teach her. And a little memory slipped through the cracks, she smiled to herself. It was definitely getting easier to grab into them. Alex took a small breath and sang for her boys again. Her guitar playing was not as good and smooth as Pedro or Minho, but her singing, she hoped, made up for it.

"Somewhere over the rainbow way up high. There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow Skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star. And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh, why can't I?

Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh, why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow Why, oh why can't I?"

There was comfortable silence around the glade. Minho was looking at her with admiration and she could feel Newt sign in contentment. The Gladers were finally feeling a little bit of hope and happiness.

That's when a Griever let out a loud inhuman mechanical animalistic scream. Reminding them exactly where they were. 

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