(Thomas's POV)

The doors were going to close soon and they still weren't back yet, I began to worry.

Me and a crowd stood at the doors when from the corner y/n and Minho were pulling the lifeless body of alby. Everyone was screaming to let him go and run for there life because the doors began to close. They would let go of alby I knew that.

I couldn't let y/n die in the maze like that I had to do something, before I could really think I flung myself forwards and into the maze were the doors closed behind me.

"Woah nice going dumb ass," I say

"You just got yourself killed," Minho continued.

"What?" Thomas asked

(Y/n's POV)

I laugh and stand up before grabbing Alby's arm and pulling him Minho and Thomas help me.

"Let's pull him up in the vines," Thomas says

We tie his arms up in vines and began pulling him up the wall to hide from the grievers.

Inhuman shrieks come from the maze and it only gets louder and louder.

"Guys I can't do this," Minho says loosening his grip.

"Minho don't do it," I whisper but before I knew it Minho was off in a run.

"Minho!" I yell/whisper

Me and Thomas slide forwards into the wall and turn sideways, covering ourselves in vines to hide from the griever.

Our faces were close together and I stared into his eyes listening to his breathing. It felt likes hour before the griever passed but when it did Thomas and I got out of the vines and tied Alby up.

We started to run, we ran and ran but there was no sign of the griever.

"Do you think we lost it?" Thomas asked

"I don't know," I say

Then we hear a strange clicking noise above us I lift my head to see the griever above us.

"Thomas come on!" I scream

We run and turn corners until we reach a ledge, we go to turn around but the griever is already there.

"We have to jump," I say

"Ok on three," Thomas says we turn around to face the ledge, in front of us is a large vinyl wall that we have to jump to, the griever creeps closer.

"One, two, three," we shout and launch ourselves onto the wall. I jump as hard as I can and grip the vines. The griever jumps after us but I slide down to the ground and Thomas copies.

We run and turn a corner, temporarily losing the griever. Minho comes out of nowhere and covers my mouth before I scream.

"Minho what the hell?" I say

"Come on this way," he whispers

We follow him to a hall that is starting to close together, He runs and I start to run after him but Thomas pulls me back.

"Wait we can killed it," he says and I get his idea.

"Ok," I say we wait to run then when the griever is close enough I grab Thomas's hand and we run as fast as we can, I don't let go of his hand and he run faster at the walls almost squish us. But before they do we make it out. I jump up and down with Thomas cheering.

Once we were safe I took a look at the smashed griever, there was a red light beeping inside it.

"What is that?" I ask and Minho sticks his arm out to grab it a cringe and the gross sounds that come from it.

He pulls out a metal cylinder like thing and it shows a small screen which read the number 7 on it. I turned Minho around to place it on his bag and we were off again.

"We did it," I smile

"Come on lovebirds let's get out of here,"

We go to lower alby and pull him over to where the door were, I hear them open which means we're close.

We turn a corner and we see everyone looking, they start cheering and they help tend to alby, they all cheer and I sit next to Thomas panting.

"You saw a griever," Chuck exclaims.

"Yeah we saw one," Thomas says

"They didn't just see one, these two shanks killed it," Minho says everyone goes dead silent and I feel the eyes land on me and Thomas.

After we get Alby to the med-jack I take Thomas to the council hall because Gally had called a meeting.

"Ah their here finally," he says

"Spit it out Gally," I say

"This shank comes up in the box and chaos occurs, we've coexisted with these things for years and now he's just killed one," he says

"We just killed one," Thomas corrects him pointing to me, I smile.

"You see what he's trying to do here right, first he breaks our rules and then he tries to abandon them completely, this shank needs to be punished," Gally says

"Woah woah he did us a favor," I say

"Did he?" Gally says

"Tell me Gally have you ever killed a griever," I ask

"No bu-" he says but I interrupt

"Exactly you don't have the right to speak," I snap,

"Newt?" Gally looks at newt and newt looks at me then at Thomas.

"Gallys right," he says

"What," I say

"We can't just have none runners running into the maze when ever they feel like it, one night in the pit with no food," he says, I death stare him,

"S-so starting tomorrow your a runner," he points to Thomas, I smile and smirk at Gally who storms off out of the council hall.

Thomas thanks newt and we walk out. I walk close to Thomas in silence.

"Thomas can we talk?" I ask

"Yeah of course," he says

You take a deep breath 'what if this ruins our friendship' I thought 'what if he doesn't remember us' I had to pull myself together.

"Ok... so I've been having these dreams lately," I say and I nods for me to continue.

"You were in them, like all of them," I blurt, his cheeks redden.

"R-really cause the same thing has been happening to me," a wave of relief washes over me.

"We were working for this place I don't know what it was, and you and me would laugh and get into trouble all the time," I say

"Yeah and after hours we would sneak into this weird warehouse thing and-" he stops

"And?" I ask

"And nothing that was it," we laugh.

The laughing dies down and our eyes meet, I take a step closer leaning up to reach his face. Before our lips meet a loud echoing sound fills the glade, it was the box.

"What's that?" Thomas asks

"It's the box," I say slightly panicked

"It's already coming back up?" He says

"It shouldn't be," we run over to the box to see newt already inside, examining the lifeless figure of... a girl?!

She had black wavy hair and curves in all the right places, she was the only thing in the box. Newt pulled a piece of paper out of her hand and unfolded it to read out, "she's the last one ever,"

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask

They pull her out of the box and to the med-jacks sense she was unconscious.