Evelyn woke to Minho getting, he was quiet, but Evelyn had been a MedJack for so long she was a light sleeper and woke to any kind of noise. Minho was trying to skip back to the Homestead before anyone woke up. He didn't want anyone knowing he was there for the night; too many questions he didn't want to answer.

"Minho?" She whispered.

Slowly sitting up so she didn't wake up Newt. The other boy turned to look at her, she could see the shame on his face and in the way he held his body.

"There's no shame in reaching your breaking point. Thank you for coming to me."

He just nodded.

"Hey," she whispered, with a smile, "Head up soldier."

He picked his head up and finally looked at her. Her messy bed head hair, sleepy puffy blurred eyes from late late night talks, but she looked so small and innocent sitting in bed in Newt's hoodie, but she had the same steel in her eyes, the same set look of determination on her face.

He could feel his own heart squeeze, she was so innocent when they first got here. But innocent doe eyes, her gentle, shy, timid demeanor...and now..she jumped into life and death situations, was scared to call anyone out if they crossed a line, and she could dish out tough love because she had seen it all, death gore, blood, lies... She had seen too much to be the sweet innocent girl anymore.

"Thank you, my Commander and Chief." He smirked and then saluted her.

"Shucken rights." She grined at him.

"See ya at breakfast." He turned to leave, but stopped and looked over his shoulder, "No hanky panky Pixy!"

"No promises!" Newt's sleepy voice replied.

"Just wrap it before ya tap it Newt! We don't need no Glade babies!"

Evelyn just chucked a pillow at his head.

"Sicko!"

He ducked and closed the door laughing. Newt wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back down.

"I want snuggles!" He whinned.

"Well when you whine like that!" She giggled.

"Is it workin'?"

"Hmm maybe."

He pulled her closer and snuggled his face into her neck. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. He hummed in contentment. Gently kissing her neck, she closed her eyes and started drifting back to sleep.

"Hey, Lee...gotta wake up."

She shivered as his lips tickled her neck.

"No...I wanna sleep."

Newt tried to get up, but she squeezed harder, making it impossible for him to get out of bed.

"And I wanna snuggle!"

He flopped down again, on top of her, with an omph.

"Well..."

He burried his face back into her neck and very aggressively kissed her, while he grabbed her ribs, making her let go and shreak because it tickled.

"No fair!" She yelped between giggles.

"Very."

She wiggled and squirmed. Newt backed off and jumped out of bed. She was breathing hard but smiled up at him. He smirked down at her, leaned over and just before his lips connected with hers he whispered.

"Ha. I win!"

And stop back up, with arms crossed and a smug look.

"Careful, Lover Boy, don't start something you know you can't win." She cooed, batting her eye lashes.

She sat up and slipped out of bed. Sauntering over to her trunk she pulled off Newt's hoodie she wore to bed. She smirked as he growled, and narrowed his eyes.

She smirked at him as she changed. Flouncing around her room, just out of reach of him. She pulled the door open only to have it pushed closed. A hand grabbed her waist and spun her around.

He towered over her, a hand held the door closed by her head and the other held her waist. She looked up through her lashes at him.

"Don't start somethin' ya can't bloody finish..." He dropped his head and whispered in her ear, "Lee."

A small whimper left her mouth.

"That was cute." He growled, "you should do it again."

"Make me."

"Don' tempt me, Love."

Newt rubbed his nose on hers for a second, then kissed her roughly but quickly, making her head spin and her breath stop. He pulled away with a smirk.

"Come on, Lee, breakfast awaits."
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The hours turned into days and the days to weeks and the weeks turned into months. Greens came up crying lost and confused. Slicers and Builders came for stitches and bandaids. Supplies were sent like clock work every two weeks after lunch. Fires were had ever Greenie Day. Evelyn tried to make an effort to join the fires. Newt was social, liked hanging with the guys.

Evelyn preferred the quiet, calm of the forest. It became a routine for them to start the night with the guys, when the Gladers weren't so wild and loud. Once they had a few drinks in them Newt would walk with her in the Forest or sit up in the watch tower.

Only one fire night she had one too many and Newt, Sonny, Gally, and Nick had a hard time keeping an eye on her. She was exactly like a three year old. They would take their eyes off her one second and she was gone, getting into trouble.

"Newt! I found her!" Gally bellowed.

She was sitting in the middle of the fighting ring trying to build a sand castle for Hephaestus who was scurrying around her hands. The Gladers who had been wrestling stopped and watched her completely confused; unsure about what to do. Once she was removed from the ring with the promises of cookies they went back to wrestling. They sat her down by Frypan to get that cookie and she wandered off again.

"Where the bloody shuck did she go now?" Newt cried spinning in circles.

"I understand why she avoids these nights ..we can't keep track of one and she used to take care of all of us." Sonny said, trying to look over the heads of the mingling Gladers.

They spread out into the crowd to try and find her. Half an hour later they gathered and were at a loss.

"Guuuuuuuuuuys! I found yoooou!"

They turned around and all sighed in relief. Evelyn came skipping over, stumbling most of the way, throwing herself into Newt's arms.

"Look what I made!" Her unfocused eyes looked up at Newt, and she beamed.

"What's that, Love? What did you make?"

"Theeeese!"

And she held out freshly made flower crowns.

"Aaalll of you get one!"

"Nice! I want that one!" Minho grinned, pointing at one.

Her intoxicated smile made him gine even bigger. She placed it in his head and he straightened up very proud. Evelyn made each of them wear one.

"Where's yours, Love?" Newt asked.

She grined, leaning in she whispered, "I gave it to Admiral Alby! He looked so grumpy! Now he's happy!"

Minho, Gally and Nick snorted into their drinks and covered it with coughs. Sonny looked over. Alby did not look happy.

"That's very thoughtful of you." Sonny nodded, very seriously.

"Look how happy he is!" Nick said, trying very hard but failing to keep a straight face and even voice.

She grinned at all the guys in front of her. When they all looked over at Alby who was now sitting slouched on the log, Evelyn wondered off.

"Shucken hell that girl is buggen' gone again!"

"She'd make a great ninja." Nick shook his head, making his flower crown slip.

"Who do ya think I get to help me with mild night snack raises?" Minho asked, raising his eyebrows.

"What?" Newt asked.

"Dude. We've been doing it for like almost two years! At least once a month, we break into the kitchen for snacks and eat em up on the watch tower!"

"You didn't know about that?" Nick asked.

"No!" Newt cried.

"Well it started as the two of us...then we got caught by Nick one time...Evelyn got us outta trouble by being...Pixy, and then Nick started joining!"

"I guess it was just the three of us." Nick shrugged.

"Well now that I know....I'll meet you on the tower!" Sonny chuckled.

"I'm in!" Gally nodded.

"So...the latest was two nights ago?"

Nick and Minho nodded.

"That bloody lyin' little Vixen! She said she had ta use the bathroom when I heard her sneekin' out. I fell back asleep waiting!"

The guy snickered at Newt's wild sputtering.

"Downfalls of dating the second in command." Nick shrugged.

"You were the buggen' leader!"

"Perks of bein' a leader!" Nick smirked.

"Bloody hell. Just when ya think ya know your girlfriend!" He shook his head.

"Speaking of your girlfriend...I found her." Sonny nodded in the direction of the fire.

All their heads turned, and saw Evelyn trying to get Alby and the Greenie to dance. They all burst out laughing at Alby's notified face.

"So what do ya guys do on the watch tower with all your buggen' snacks?"

Minho shrugged.

"Talk. At first it was some truth or dare. A lot about you. Laughed alot, cried a bunch. I dunno man. What do friends usually shucken talk about?"

"Facts." Nick nodded.

Newt shook his head. Watching the girl who stole his heart, who mended it back together when no one else could; he watched the girl who was just herself and did more healing in the Glade and in each Glader  then she would ever realize, by just being her.

"Dude, your drooling." Minho rolled his eyes.

"He's twitterpated." Sonny smirked.

"A little Love drunk." Gally added, folding his arms.

"Totally smitten." Nick said, with a nod.

"Yes." Newt grinned, his eyes not leaving Evelyn.

She was twirling around, her dress spinning around her knees her golden hair flying around her, a carefree laugh coming from her rosy pink lips, it floated in the air; and was like a soothing balm for most of the Gladers who heard it. Newt felt his chest expand, his heart beat picking up and his cheeks hurt from smiling. He would never get tired of watching her or listening to her laugh.

"Go get 'em Lover Boy!" Minho wacked his back.

He didn't need to be told twice, Newt pushed his way through the crowd. Evelyn spotted him pushing through.

"Come dance!" She giggled, her cheeks flushed, and unfocused eyes sparkling.

He pulled her in tight to his chest. He didn't care about all the eyes watching at the moment, he needed, he had to kiss her.

There were wild whoops and drunken cheers. Newt pulled away and placed his forehead on hers, holding her tight then slowly turned in circles.

Evelyn had laid her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed, and started humming.

"Whatcha humming, Lee?" Newt asked quietly.

"Dunno. It's been stuck in my head for ever."

"Ya got words for it, it's a pretty melody."

She closed her eyes again, thinking. She kept her eyes closed, but when she opened her mouth, words came with the melody this time, slowly the guys around them all stopped and went quiet, listening. They had never heard Evelyn sing, but her voice was as gentle and sweet as butterfly wings.

"Many nights we prayed
With no proof, anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood
Now, we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could, whoa, yes

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve?
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe

Oh-oh-oh
Mmm, yeah

In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer bird
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
My hearts so full, I can't explain
Seeking faith and speakin' words
I never thought I'd say

There can be miracles
When you believe (When you believe)
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill (Mmm)
Who knows what miracles you can achieve? (You can achieve)
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe

They don't always happen when you ask
And it's easy to give in to your fears
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see the way, get through the rain
A small but still, resilient voice
Says, help is very near, oh (Oh)

There can be miracles (Miracles)
When you believe (Boy, when you believe, yeah)
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill (Hard to kill, oh, yeah)
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve (You can achieve, oh)
When you believe somehow you will (Somehow, somehow, somehow)

Now, you will (I know, I know, know)
You will when you (When you)
Believe
You will when you (You will when you)
Believe
Just believe (Believe)
Just believe
You will when you
Believe"

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**Originally sung by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston**

**Love this version, not a female voice, but still...you get the idea.**

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The boys slowly sank one by one into the logs around the fire listening to their Healer sing, giving them hope again. It had been two years since the original Gladers woke up. There were only a few of the Originals left. Many of the other boys were buried in the Deadheads or lost to the stone hallways of the Maze and the monsters that haunted the halls.

"Evelyn that was beautiful." Newt whispered.

She had kept her eyes closed the whole time, if she had opened them she would have stopped, not liking the attention. But with her still spinning and fuzzy from the drinks, and her eyes closed she had the courage.

Newt hadn't let go of her, still turning in gently slow circles, the guys all sitting around the fire, eyes glued to her, listening to the words. Someone had slowly played a few cords along with the song.

"I didn't know the words until now. I just...knew them!" She grinned sleepily, with eyes still closed.

"Well...it was beautiful, Love."

She hummed.

"I'm tired." She yawned.

"Okay, let's get ya to bed."

"Carry me?" She finally opened her eyes and blinked sleepily up at him.

Newt gave her a smile, and playfully rolled his eyes.

"It's a good thing I kinda like ya!"

She grinned, and batted her eyelashes.

"You're such a buggen' toddler."

He swooped her up, she placed her head on his chest, snuggling in.

"Good night Pixy!" Minho called with a wave.

"Sleep tight Evy!" Nick also called.

"G'night boys!" She giggled with a wave, swinging her legs in Newt's arms.

Newt shook his head.

"Is this what our buggen' life will eventually look like? Chasing toddlers aroun' an' bloody carrying them to bed?"

"Newt?" She asked, sounding quite sobbed all of a sudden.

He hummed.

"You...you want kids?"

"Sure. If they look like you? An' if they are as sweet and gentle as you..."

"Newt..." She whispered.

He looked down at her. Evelyn was looking up at him with big wide eyes, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight. He stopped walking and gently placed her down, both hands buried in her hair.

"I love ya so much, Evy! When we get outta here, ya I want ta spend every shucken minute of my shucked life with you!"

She smiled up at him.

"I love you too Newt! But only if those kids can look like you too!"

"Nah, like you, Love!"

"One of each." She grined.

"Deal."

He pulled her face closer, her hands on his waist, she had to stretch up onto her tipy toes. He kissed her softly and tenderly. Slowly walking them towards their room. Without breaking their kiss he got the door opened and closed behind them, and walked her over to the bed.

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*Sorry...filler Chapter. We'll get to Chuck and Thomas and regular scheduled TMR right away**