We walked towards the building, the sun beating down on us.

"Are we sure that this place is inhabited?" I scoffed, looking up at the derelict structure.

"I know what I saw. And I saw lights." Frypan nodded.

"That's good enough for me." Newt spoke as he walked forwards. I gulped and took Thomas's hand, making him look at me and give me a reassuring smile as we walked forwards.

"Minho, Thomas, help me." Newt spoke as he tried to open the massive metal doors at the front of the building. Thomas and Minho helped him, all three of them pulling the doors apart. I gulped as Thomas turned on his flashlight and shone it into the building. He looked at us.

"Looks like we're pretty alone." Thomas sighed before we started to walk in. We all turned on our flashlights and shone them around the apparently abandoned building.

"What the fuck happened to this place?" Thomas scoffed.

"The same thing that happened to everything else. The flare." Minho mumbled. I shone my flashlight up and gulped as rusty water dripped down from the ceiling and landed against the concrete floor. I wandered ahead a bit, shining my flashlight into the dark hallway. My eyes widened and I screamed as suddenly a crank launched itself at me.

"Jesus!" Thomas gasped as he pulled me back.

"Wait, it's chained up." Minho scoffed. I screamed as another crank launched itself at us, followed by another four, trapping us in a circle.

"They're all chained up, what the fuck?" Newt spoke.

"Back, hermanoes. Pull the dogs back." Our eyes widened as suddenly, the cranks started to be pulled back, but were replaced by dozens of people coming forwards and pointing guns at us.

"Woah, woah, hey!" Thomas yelled as they surrounded us. Thomas pushed me behind him, shielding me with his body.

"You're a long way from home, hermano." A man spoke as he walked out of the shadows, a girl next to him. Thomas gulped and looked at him.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"No, no, no, the question is, who are you?" the man smirked, walking forwards.

"The WICKD compound sent out a message a couple days ago, saying that a few of their little test subjects had escaped from them. Four guys and a girl. And you all match the descriptions sent out. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that the escaped test subjects just ran right into my hands." He smirked.

"You're wrong. We're not them." Minho lied. The man looked at him and smirked.

"You sure?" he asked. My eyes widened as we were all grabbed by the men.

"Hey, get off of me." I spat as they took my neck and scanned the back of it with a device, doing the same to the boys. The man looked at the guy who had scanned me, who nodded.

"Oh, dear me, senorita. You're very valuable to WICKD, as is your little boyfriend here." He nodded at Thomas.

"Why? Why are we so valuable?" Thomas asked.

"According to WICKD, your blood is unique. Your blood is the ultimate cure. And WICKD wants that." He smirked. My eyes widened as the man raised their guns again and pointed them at us.

"Let's not do anything hasty, we're not going to hurt you." Newt spoke.

"Not directly, no. But WICKD will come here looking for you and you better believe that they'll kill every single one of us to get to you. Sorry, hermanoes. My hands are tied." He shrugged, making the man grab us.

"Get off of us! Please, you have to help, WICKD will kill all of us if you hand us over." Thomas spat.

"And they'll kill all of us if we don't. Don't think that I'm going to save a bunch of teenagers over my people." The man shrugged before starting to walk away.

"I think it's too late." The girl gulped as she looked up. We followed her lead and my eyes widened as the sound of helicopter blades started, followed by the sight of a helicopter over the building.

"Here's Janson." Minho sighed. Thomas looked at the man.

"Please. Let us come with you. We worked for years to get out of the maze, and we thought we were safe. Turns out that that was just WICKD trying to kill us. We need to find the safe haven." Thomas nodded. The man looked at us.

"The safe haven is a myth, hermano." He scoffed.

"We have reason to believe that it's not. Look, it's our only hope of ever being safe again, and I need to get my girlfriend and my brothers to safety. Please." Thomas choked, grasping my hand. I gulped and put a reassuring hand on his arm. The man looked at us.

"Tell you what. I'll make a deal with you. WICKD is here, so we all need to run for our fucking lives. I'll take you and your friends to escape with us, if you help us get to the safe haven." He nodded. Thomas looked at us over his shoulder and gulped.

"Your call, Tommy." I nodded. He sighed and returned it, his hand still grasping mine.

"Deal." Thomas nodded. The man smirked and shook Thomas's hand before slinging his gun onto his back.

"Follow me, hermanoes." The man nodded before starting run past the cranks and down the dark hallway. Thomas looked at us before pulling me along.

"This is not a drill, people, let's go!" the men yelled as we ran into what looked like a makeshift garage.

"Jesus." Frypan scoffed as there were dozens of cars, all covered in protective armoured covers and armed with guns.

"You three, you'll ride with Brenda." The man spoke, pointing at Minho, Newt and Frypan.

"I can drive, why can't we go in the same car?" Thomas asked.

"You and your girlfriend are considered the ultimate cure by WICKD, so you'll be with me, at the front of the convoy, so I know that you're safe." He nodded. Thomas sighed and looked at us.

"Tom, we're all getting out, I don't see the issue." Newt admitted. Thomas sighed again and nodded before looking at the man.

"Okay. Let's go." He spoke. The man nodded as he climbed into the driving seat of a car. Thomas looked at the guys.

"Keep radios on, and stay in touch. We'll make it." Thomas nodded before hugging Minho.

"Keep him safe." Newt spoke as he hugged me.

"Keep yourself and the guys safe." I returned it as I hugged Minho.

"Of course." Newt smiled, making me chuckle as Thomas and I got into the man's car, me in the back and Thomas in the front passenger seat.

"Let's go, hermanoes." The man smiled as he started the engine and the garage door opened. I gasped as bullets started to hit the car as soon as we left the garage.

"Jesus." Thomas scoffed.

"He really wants you kids dead." The man spoke before handing me a gun.

"Try to shoot him down, or at least get the gun." The man spoke.

"Gotcha." I nodded as I pointed the gun out of the window and aimed at the helicopter. I closed one eye and took a deep breath as I aimed at the gunman in the helicopter. I pulled the trigger, sending the bullet flying through the air and into his head, making him fall down.

"I got him." I smiled.

"Yes, baby." Thomas laughed. I returned it before putting the gun next to me as we sped off, and away from the WICKD helicopter.

Thomas's P.O.V

Thomas stared out of the car window as the man raced along the dirt road, followed by the car with Newt, Minho and Frypan in it. He looked at the seat behind him and smiled to himself as Y/N was asleep on the backseat.

"I'm Thomas, by the way." He spoke. The man looked at him.

"Jorge. Nice to meet you, hermano." He smiled.

"And you." Thomas nodded. Jorge briefly looked at Y/N before looking back at Thomas.

"She your girl?" he asked. Thomas nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Yeah. Her name is Y/N. We've been together, what, five years now? Since the maze." He spoke.

"See, if we were in a normal world, after five years, you would have proposed to her by now." Jorge smiled, making Thomas laugh.

"Yeah. God, I'd give anything for us to have normal lives. I tell you, if we did have normal lives, I would have proposed a long time ago." He smiled.

"Maybe if we make it to the safe haven, you can propose to her." He spoke.

"Definitely. I will if we make it. One can hope." Thomas smiled. Jorge returned it and nodded.

"Tell me, hermano, how does one find love whilst being trapped in the maze?" he asked. Thomas shrugged.

"Same way that Newt, Minho and Frypan became my brothers, I guess. When you're in the maze, you need something to hold onto, otherwise, you lose your shit. Love is what you hold onto. You hold onto the idea that you can get who you love out, and you can have a normal life with them. It's the same with Y/N. As soon as she appeared in that box, I knew that I loved her, and I knew that I had to get her out." He nodded.

"That's beautiful, hermano. I'm now glad that I didn't give you up to WICKD." He smiled, making Thomas laugh.

"Yeah. It would have sucked to get that far, just to be given up again." He nodded, making Jorge smirk and nod.

Y/N's P.O.V

I slowly peeled my eyes open but immediately squinted them as they were met with the harsh sunlight of the scorch. I opened them fully and sat up before looking around.

"Where are we?" I asked, making Thomas and the man look at me.

"We estimate about a mile away from where the safe haven should be." Thomas spoke, making me nod.

"I don't believe I've introduced myself, senorita. I'm Jorge." The man spoke.

"Y/N." I nodded.

"I know, I had a good conversation about you with your man." He chuckled, making Thomas smile.

"Nothing bad, I hope." I chuckled.

"Nah, just about how bad the sex is." Thomas joked, making me gasp and laugh as I gently slapped his arm and I looked at the road ahead. My eyes widened.

"Jorge, watch out!" Suddenly, the front wheels caught on something, sending the car flying forward. I groaned as we landed on the roof, meaning we were upside down.

"Y/N!" Thomas yelled.

"I'm fine, I'm okay, just bruised." I gulped as I undid my seatbelt, making me groan as I fell onto the roof. Thomas groaned as he did the same, making him fall too.

"Y/N! Thomas!" Minho yelled as they ran towards us.

"We're okay, what the hell happened?" Thomas asked as he crawled out of the window.

"Spikes on the road caught your tire." Minho spoke. I gulped as I grabbed my stuff before throwing it out of the car window.

"What else do we have to go through?" I mumbled as I crawled out of the car, giving Minho a thanking smile as he gently took my arm and helped me up.

"You okay?" Thomas asked as he hugged me tightly.

"I'm okay." I nodded, making him give me a small smile as he looked at Jorge.

"You good?" he asked as he stood up.

"Pissed that my car is fucked, but physically, yes." He nodded. Thomas returned the nod as he looked up at the ridge that sat on top of the tunnel we were about to go through. My eyes widened as I saw someone's head pop out, holding a gun.

"Get down!" I yelled as bullets started to hit the cars.

"Shit." Thomas hissed as he ducked down beside me.

"Can you get the guns from the car?" he asked.

"I can try." I spoke.

"Be careful." He nodded. I returned it, shielding my head as the bullets continued to fly. I crawled into the car and grabbed our guns before crawling back out.

"Thanks." Thomas mumbled before taking his gun and slowly standing up.

"Hold fire! Who are you?!" he yelled, pointing his gun at the ridge.

"Who are you?!" a voice returned.

"We escaped from WICKD. We're trying to reach the safe haven. Who are you?!" he shouted back. I gulped slightly as someone stood up on top of the ridge.

"We are the safe haven." They shouted. My eyes widened, as did Thomas's as he looked at me.

"Help us! Please, we need to get to safety!" he yelled.

"Stay there." The person relied before disappearing. Thomas looked at me.

"Could this really be it? Could we really be safe?" I smiled.

"I think we're about to find out." He spoke, gently cupping my cheek before looking back at the ridge.

"Hello?!" the man yelled as he walked out of the darkness of the tunnel.

"Show us your hands!" Jorge yelled, pointing his gun at him.

"Woah, brother, I come in peace." The man chuckled, holding his hands up.

"Are you who we just talked to?" Minho asked.

"I am." He nodded before looking at Thomas.

"I'm Vince." The man spoke as he walked towards us.

"Thomas. This is Y/N, Minho, Newt, and Frypan." Thomas spoke as he shook the man's hand.

"Did you say that you kids escaped from WICKD? That's quite an achievement." The man chuckled.

"Yeah. They think that my girlfriend and I are the ultimate cure for the flare, so they've been pretty desperate to kill us." He chuckled nervously. The man's eyes widened.

"You're the ones that they always talk about?" the man spoke. I gulped as Thomas looked at me.

"Sorry, what?" he gulped.

"We intercept WICKD's radio transmissions, every WICKD convoy is out looking for you right now." Vince nodded. We looked at each other.

"That's reassuring." Minho sighed.

"Will you help us?" Thomas asked.

"Course we will. We're one of the safe haven's convoys, our job is to track down people like you, people who have either escaped WICKD or escaped the flare, and bring you back to safety." Vince nodded.

"Thank you, so much." Thomas smiled.

"Of course, brother. Follow me." Vince spoke. Thomas smiled and looked at me.

"We're going to make it." I smiled. He returned it and took my hand before following Vince.