"You wanna know why I have this limp, Tommy? Did I ever tell you? No, I don't think I did."

"What happened?" Thomas asked, stalling for time. He slipped his fingers around the weapon.

"I tried to kill myself in the Maze. Climbed halfway up one of those bloody walls and jumped right off. Alby found me and dragged me back to the Glade right before the Doors closed. I hated the place, Tommy. I hated every second of every day. And I was all... your... fault!"

Newt suddenly twisted around and grabbed Thomas by the hand holding the gun. He yanked it toward himself, forcing it up until the end of the pistol was pressed against his own forehead. "Now make amends! Kill me before I become one of those cannibal monsters!  Kill me! I trusted you with the note! No one else. Now do it!"

Thomas tried to pull his hand away, but Newt was too strong. "I can't, Newt, I can't."

"Make amends!  Repent for what you did!" The words tore out of him, his whole body trembling. Then his voice dropped to an urgent, harsh whisper."Kill me, you shuck coward. Prove you can do the right thing. Put me out of my misery."

The words horrified Thomas. "Newt, maybe we can-"

 "Shut up! Just shut up! I trusted you! Now do it!"

"I can't."

"Do it!"

"I can't!" How could Newt ask him to do something like thing? How could he possibly kill one of his best friends?

"Kill me or I'll kill you. Kill me! Do it!"

"Newt..."

"Do it before I become one of them!"

"I..."

"KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened. "Please, Tommy. Please."

With his heart falling into a black abyss, Thomas pulled the trigger.

"Woah!  We have to get in there! We have to save him! This wasn't supposed to happen! Don't just sit there, do something!" The women was beginning to sob. She watched some of her comrades look at each other before they split apart and left to find the wounded boy. The women kept watch of the cameras, waiting for them to return.

Within a few hours, they had returned with Newt. He was stable and no longer infected.

"It's incredible, really," one of the men had said. "The bullet destroyed the part of his brain that contained the Flare. He's cured."

A few days later Newt awakes in a strange place, confused and shocked. The women who saved his life was sitting in a chair next to his bed quietly reading a book.

"Where am I?" Newt asked softly.

"You're in the WICKED HQ." The women smiled softly.

"I thought I died." Newt was confused.

It's incredible, really," She said softly repeating one of the doctors from earlier. "The bullet destroyed the part of your brain that contained the Flare. You're cured." Newt's eyes widened in realization as her words shank in.

"Where's Thomas...? And Minho?" Newt asked.

"They're safe." She handed him a piece of paper and a phone. "That's Thomas's number. He has a phone incase something goes wrong. I feel like you have a phone call to make, dear." She smiled before she got up to leave Newt alone in the room. As soon as she was gone the dialed the number with shaky fingers. Once he knew he had the right number he clicked 'send' and listened to it ring. It was answered after the fifth ring.

H-Hello? Chancellor Paige?" Thomas said nervously. Newt could tell he was already crying. Thomas thought he as dead.

"Tommy," he heard Thomas take a breath.

"Who is this?" Thomas asked.

"Name's Newt Greenie." Newt said with a soft smile. He felt like he was gonna cry just listening to Thomas's voice again. He could hear voices in the background as he hear Thomas crying softly. The phone was suddenly taken away from Thomas and another male voice popped up.

"Who is this and what did you say to Thomas?" It was Minho.

"Min...?" Newt said softly as he too began to cry.

"Who is this?" Minho asked the same question Thomas had.

Minho... It's me... It's Newt." He said through soft sobs. He heard Minho take in a sharp breath.

"I-I thought Thomas killed you..." Minho said softly.

"I thought so too..." Newt smiled softly.

They talk for hours more before Chancellor Paige stepped back into the room.

"Newt dear. We need you to hang up. We're gonna reunite you with your friends in a few moments." She smiled at him. He said quick goodbyes before he looked at her again.

"You're really gonna do that? For me?" Newt asked softly. She only nodded and held out her hand to him. He took it slowly and followed her out of the room.

Within hours Newt was dropped off where the rest were staying. Newt ran up to Minho and tackled him into a hug. He sobbed softly into his shoulder as he muttered a quiet, "I thought I was never gonna see you again." Soon Minho set him down and Newt turned to Thomas. He held his arms out and let Thomas hug him.

"I missed you, Newt." Was all Thomas had to say.

(And there is that. Everything italicized up above is actually from the book. If the end seems rushed then I'm sorry. It's almost 3 in the morning so I'm kinda tired. Anyways. Enjoy)