Theresa stood shyly beside Evelyn, as she introduced the guys. Who were all perfect gentlemen. Gally was a bit standoffish, but he was always like that with new people. After introductions were done, Nick took her on the tour. Minho couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Looks like we might have another couple in the Glade." Gally smirked, waking the back of Minho's head.

"Hey! Don't touch the hair shank!"

"What is it with you guys? You're more obsessesed with my love life than any others in the Glade! Now poor Tess is going to get it?" Evelyn cried, throwing her hands into the air. 

"Well there's not much else to do." Chuck shrugged. 

"So. What's going on with you two?" Sonny asked, and folded his arms, and turned to look at Evelyn and Newt, who were standing awfully close. 

Newt hung his head and took a deep breath. He looked back up and explained everything that he had told Evelyn in the shower. He was open and honest about it all. He finally turned to Thomas. 

"Tommy, I'm very sorry for everythin' I did, and everythin' I said. And everythin' I didn't say. I'm truly buggen' sorry for hurtin' you! I really am!" He said quietly. 

Thomas shrugged, "Wasn't your fault, man." 

"But I still did it. And I'm sorry." He turned to the rest of the guys, taking a shaking breath, his eyes filling with tears again. "Guys...I'm bloody sorry for bein' such a slint head the last week!" 

"Forgiven." Sonny rumbled.

Gally also nodded. 

"He's back!" Minho grinned, and slapped his back, he then narrowed his eyes and pointed a threatening finger at him,  "If ya do anything else though I'm locking you in the shucken slammer until those shucken creators leave ya alone." 

"Deal." 

"Did you apologize to Eve?" Sonny growled. 

"Yes Sonny. Thank you for caring. It's between me and Newt." She said sharply, indicating they needed to leave it and it was none of their business. Sonny eyed her up, but then nodded. 

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Supper was almost back to what it used to be. Teresa sat on the other side of Evelyn, beside Nick and Thomas. Evelyn was back beside Newt, He still kept his slight distance, but close enough that Evelyn's stomach fluttered nervously. 

"Okay, so what's happening tomorrow?" Thomas asked. 

"Well, Teresa will start on her job trials." 

"She can skip Bagger." Sonny rumbled. 

"Same with slicer...unless you like butchering little biggies?" Winston asked.

Teresa shook her head aggressively. 

"Didn't think so." He shrugged. 

"Fry? Can she start in the kitchen with you?" 

"She sure can, hey She Bean?" Fry smiled warmly at her, making Teressa's shoulders loosen a little. 

"Thomas and if Pixy is still coming, were going to do a more thorough search of section four." Minho said still shoveling food into his mouth. 

"Shucken right's I'm joining you!" She emphasized the different word, because Minho was starting to smirk, he still snickered because she changed the word knowing he was going to make a joke. She rolled her eyes with a small smirk.  "I told you I didn't swim in Griever Guts for nothing!" 

"You'll be safe, ya?" Newt asked quietly, he had gently grabbed her knee.

"Yes. I'm with Minho and Thomas." 

Her answer came out breathy and slightly strangled. Her lungs felt restricted all of a sudden, her face was warming up. Where his hand was placed on her bare knee, she felt electricity shooting through her body. He nodded, turning back to his supper and went to take his hand away, but Evelyn slid her hand under the table and grabbed his hand, before her brain caught up with her movements. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes. She slid her hand into his, and intertwined their fingers. A small smile formed on his lips, making her smile as well. She exhaled the breath that was stuck in her chest. 

"Well Great. That's all settled." 

Jeff came sprinting towards them. "Guys!" He shouted, waving his hands, "Guys!" He skidded to a halt at the end of their table. He bent over, his hands on his knees, sucking air. 

"Jeff you would make a terrible runner." Minho frowned. 

He straightened up, "Guys...Alby! Alby's awake and wants to talk to Thomas. And Evy!" 

Before he was done talking Evelyn was on her feet. The guys all chased behind her. They reached the door without stopping Evelyn pushed it open. Sitting on the bed, with his back facing them was Alby. A wave of relief washed over her, he was up, and seemed to be in his right mind, and not crazy like Ben had been. Newt walked over and sat beside him.

"Alby?" he asked cautiously.

"I didn't ask for you Newt, I asked for Thomas and Evelyn. Get out." Alby replied, his voice was gravelly dry and angry. Newt looked over his shoulder at her with a hurt expression on his face. Evelyn shrugged. confused. She glanced at Thomas. He looked as confused as she felt.

"But..Alby.." Newt tried again, hurt in his voice. Alby groaned and held his head in his hands. His voice was rough when he spoke again.

"Everything...is going to change...Thomas..Evelyn...I saw them.." Alby groaned again, his face in his hands, "I remember ...I remember the Flare!"

"What do you mean you saw-"

Newt was cut off by Alby yelling "I SAID OUT! I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOU!" Newt flinched back. He stood up and stomped to the door. 

"FINE! Ya grouchy shank, they're right bloody here" He turned to Evelyn, "We'll be right outside the door if you need." he said quietly. Then slammed the door. Thomas looked at Alby like he might hold all the answers to all his life problems. Evelyn and Thomas hesitantly went closer. Alby finally looked up at them. He looked exhausted and broken. His eyes were still rimmed red. 

"I remember you, Eve."

Evelyn crouched down in front of Alby, looking up at him.

 "You were sent into the Maze with us...we had never seen you before. No idea where you came from. You...you were clinging to a dark haired girl in a white coat... you saved Minho's life..." 

"The new girl? Teressa?"

"What new girl?" He rasped, looking up at her, his red eyes confused.

"We got a new girl. She came up the day you went onto the maze with Minho." 

"Damn those creators!" He whispered. 

"Alby... you saw the same thing as Gally, both of you said you guys only saw me in some hall and I save Minho from a bullet wound." 

Alby just nodded. His eyes flicked to Thomas who was standing behind Evelyn.

"I remember you!"

"The Flare? I don't know what you're talking about Alby. What did you see? I would love to know who I am...or was." Thomas said, it sounded like he was forcing himself to talk.

"It ain't pretty...why would they want us to remember? Why can't we just...can't we just live here...happy away from it all?" Alby said, his gaze was distant, he looked so broken and sad.

"Alby, what happened? What did you see in the changing? You're not making any sense!" Thomas said, taking a step forward.

"You-" Alby started.

He was cut off mid sentence by his own hands. He started clawing at his throat, making weird choking noises, his eyes wide in panic. He fell back onto the bed, his body thrashing. One of his thrashing feet connected with her and she toppled backwards.

"NEWT! MINHO! NICK! Get in here!" Thomas screamed, as he jumped onto Alby, trying to pull his hands off his throat. 

The MedHut door flew open again and the guys ran forward, jumping onto Alby, pinning him down and struggled with him, trying to take his hands of his throat, while Alby fought back. Teresa helped Evelyn to her feet. Thankfully her head didn't slam into anything. Alby's eyes looked dead and haunted, all of the emotion he just had a few seconds ago was gone and replaced by the same look Newt had carried in his eyes. 

Anger. Evelyn felt nothing but anger towards the creators. She was boiling with it. She had fire in her eyes. She felt her hands heating up. Teresa yelped and backed up. Evelyn hated these creators so much. They took her life away, her memories, they took all these boys from homes, and placed them in this stone prison. They were messing with their minds. She hated them! Her body was shaking with rage.

"Move!" She yelled, pushing forwards, and getting right up on the bed.

The guys all looked at her quickly and backed up. Her hearing cut off and all she could hear was the pounding of her heart in her ears, her vision was clouded in red hot rage. She was pretty much on top of Alby's chest now.

"Enough!" She screamed, and grabbed Alby's head. She clamped her eyes shut, focusing on her powers. Forcing the heat and healing into Alby. She could feel the pain and struggle. She could feel Alby screaming for help. She also felt something else. Something that didn't belong. Little whisps of whispered voices started floating around in her head. She was hearing what Alby was hearing. 

"I said enough!" 

Her voice was loud and commanding and with another wild rush of her powers suddenly she forced it into Alby. The whispering voices stopped abruptly. Alby's hands loosened around his neck and he was able to breath easy again. Evelyn released her powers and instantly felt a drop in her energy. Her head swam and her eyes fluttered. Evelyn's body swayed. 

Strong arms were already around her, holding her. 

"Newt..." Her eyes were rolling.

"I got ya, Love."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Alby was panting. His eyes were heavy, he was looking at Evelyn and how her head  was flopping. Minho and Thomas stood panting by the bed and Teresa flat against the wall.

"Sorry nothin' you shank! You tried to bloody kill yourself!" Newt said, holding Evelyn bridal style. 

"I swear...it wasn't me! I don't know what happened..! It was like...like...someone was controlling me! I had no control over what I was doing!" Alby was panting, his eyes closing. 

Newt's face went pale, and his mouth dropped. The others turned their heads around to look at him so fast, they probably got whip lash. 

"I..heard it.." Evelyn panted, she was feeling really sick. 

"Get some sleep man." Nick patted Alby's shoulder. Then indicated for everyone to follow. He ushered Teresa out the door. 

"She needs to lay down." Nick pointed at Evelyn who was struggling to stay conscious. "Come on Theresa, we'll find you some bedding and you can share a hut with Evelyn. Guys? We need to sit down and talk this over." 

Newt nodded and turned and took her to her bed. He gently lay her down. He pulled the blanket back over her and sat down beside her. He gently brushed her hair out of her face. 

"The last part...I felt a rush of...power..." 

"When the whole buggen' hut lit up? I uhh...had my hand on your back..." He looked down at his lap, "I'm sorry. If you're mad I touched ya, I understand...but you looked like you were loosin' it." 

"Never." She whispered, trying to smile at him, he gave her a small smile. 

"You need ta sleep, Love." He got up.

"Wait," He voice was so small and tired. 

She had turned and curled up, looking at him with her big green eyes, she could hardly keep them open. He turned and crouched down in front of Evelyn, his heart squeezing seeing her struggle. He laid a hand on her cold cheek. She put her shaking hand on top of his, pressing it into her, she closed her eyes. A tear slid out. Newt frowned and gently swiped it away.

"What's wrong Love?"

"Please stay with me?" Her voice was even smaller. "I'm scared." 

"Of what? What are you scared of?" 

"Nightmares...and the voices. They where whispering in Alby's head..and now in mine." 

"Oh Evelyn!" His voice almost broke, he took a deep breath. He felt his heart beat speeding up, and his mouth went dry while he felt warm. He slowly got up, kicked his shoes off, and crawled onto the bed laying down beside her. She rolled over, to face him. He wrapped his arms around her and she was asleep. 

"I love you, Lee. So bloody much it hurts." He whispered into her hair. He knew she was already asleep. He gently kissed her temple, and then lay back and let her sleep and recover.