"Hey Little Bird."

"Gally?" She whispered. The pain in her body momentarily forgotten.

"Hey Shanks." The other guy said, turning to face them all.

Evelyn's knees buckled and she sunk. Minho, Newt and Sonya all caught her before her hit the ground.

"...Alby..?" She whispered confused.

"Gally? Alby?" Newt asked shocked.

"No way." Frypan yelped.

Thomas lunged at Gally and slammed his fist into Gally's jaw. There was a wild scramble. There was another loud ding of a shot from somewhere, it hit the car behind Gally.

"No, wait!" Gally called from his back.

"Hold!" Alby's loud demanding voice boomed over the hills and cliffs.

There were a few more guys hiding behind rocks and boulders that stood up, all with their faces hidden behind scarves and goggles. Newt and Frypan jumped forwards towards Thomas off Gally.

"Stop! It's all right!" Newt cried, grabbing Thomas around the arm. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Stop! Stop it!" Frypan cried.

"Stop." Newt finally yanked Thomas off.

He was now crouching down in front of Thomas who was breathing like an angry bull. Evelyn had sunk down to the pavement and hadn't gotten back up. She was leaning heavily on Sonya and Minho at this point. She had another round of coughing, bringing up more black.

"He killed Chuck!" Thomas screamed, all the muscles tense, his neck muscles were strained, his face going red with the effort of not lunging at Gally again.

"Yeah, I know. I buggen' remember. I was there too, all right? But I also bloody remember that he was stung and half out of his mind. Just calm down. All right?" Newt tried to reason.

"Kind of had that coming. Anybody else? Fry? Newt?" Gally asked rubbing his jaw, where Thomas punched him.

Chuck shoved his way forwards, "Yeah! I'd like to take a shucken swing!" He stopped in front of Gally.

Gally and Alby both stood and looked at him like he was a ghost.

"What the shuck?" Gally blanched, looking wide eyed at the kid.

"Hey shank!" Chuck grinned.

"You shucken died!" Gally whispered, and took a step back. "You...I...I...they made me throw at knife at your chest! You died! I killed you!"

Chuck shrugged nonchalantly, "yeah well...it didn't stick."

"How the shuck did you live?"

Chuck folded his chubby arms, "I didn't. I did die. Evy brought me back."

All eyes flicked to Evelyn who had just coughed up more black, her breathing was ragged and shallow. Newt had crawled over to her, gently taking her from Sonya.

"Do you know these guys?" Jorge finally asked

"They were old friends! How? How is this bloody possible?" Newt asked again, he had gently wiped the black from Evelyn's chin and wiped it on his pants.

"We watched you die." Sonny was still gapping at the two.

"No, you left us to die."

"I...I tried...." Evelyn tried to speak. But her voice was so quiet and garbled.

"I know Love. I know."

Gally and Alby finally came over and crouched down beside Newt Evelyn and Sonya.

"What happened?"

"She was infected."

"Clearly." Alby said dryly, "but I thought everyone in the maze was immune?"

"No. We lost Winston to the Flare...and now Evy is... struggling." Minho said quietly.

"Also... Where'd you pick up the group of girls?" Gally asked, looking at Sonya.

"Gal, Alby...meet my buggen' little sister, Sonya. Sonya this is Alby and Gally."

"No shucken way?! Sister?" Gally raised an eye brow at Newt.

"Got a bloody problem?" Sonya asked, her voice low and dangerous.

"Okay, I can see the resemblance."

"We need to get to the Right Arm." Jeff had come over to the group. Minho and Tes also had come and crouched.

"There is a lot to catch you shanks up on. But we need to get Pixy to the Right arm-"

"They have a doctor who I'm hopitcan help!"

"I can help with that." Gally said with a sharp nod of his head.

"Well...good thing we found you." Alby nodded seriously. "Come on."

He stood up and waved them to follow.

"You guys know the Right Arm and Vince?" Jorge finally asked.

Alby just nodded solumly. Gally had also gotten up and followed. The Gladers followed without question.

As Gally and Alby led the group through the tunnel full of abandoned cars Minho called out, "Gally...why are you helping us? I put a shucken spear through your chest!"

Gally was quiet for a moment and then shrugged, "yeah well... nobody's perfect, man."

Minho snorted.

"We were controlled and used by WICKED. we had no choice in the matter. No matter how hard we struggled, and we didn't have Evy to help fight the mind control. We didn't do any of it willing. I promise." Alby added.

"Once you and WICKED left the Right Arm showed up, hoping to spring all of us. They found Alby and I... brought us to Vince and Mary, patched us up. We've been with them since."

"Dude...that's only like two weeks! How'd you heal so shucken fast!" Jeff asked.

"Just like Evy and Thomas were healed from blood poisoning and a gun shot wound...they must have some crazy Medical equipment!" Amy called from the back of the group.

Gally nodded, "exactly. Mary has some pretty awesome stuff. Come on, l take you to her."

Newt had Evelyn tight to his chest, her eyes were fluttering again, and she kept coughing and gasping for any kind of air. Everyone was eyeing her, with worry and concern.

Her world was starting to go dark. The creeping crawling was getting worse. The crank cackled in her head. She heard thumps and the banging of doors. She felt her body being passed up and then layed down. She forced her eyes open for a second. She was in the back of a trapped truck. Newt, Jorge, Thomas, Minho, Teresa, Sonya and Sonny were in the back with her.

"...Newt..." She tried calling, but her voice was hardly a whisper now. She couldn't breathe.

Newt leaned closer. Pulling her into his chest. His arm supported her head, he held her cradled in his arms.

"Yeah, Love, I'm here."

"...I love...you..." She had to cough a few times, struggling to get a proper breath, "Fully...and.... completely..."

Her eyes fluttered closed, the ragged shallow breathing slowed.

"No! No! Evelyn! Don't you do it!" He cried, panicking. "Don't you bloody do it!" He screamed shaking her. Her head flopped uselessly. Evelyn wouldn't open her eyes again. She was hardly breathing.

"No! No no. Please! Evelyn don't go somewhere I can't follow! Please!" He cried, tears falling down his face onto her forehead as he held her tight to his chest.

"I can't lose you! I can't!" He whispered.

Sonya crawled over and placed a hand on his back. The rest of the Gladers in the back of the truck circled around Newt and Evelyn. Silently pleading and praying they would make it to Mary in time and there was something she could do.

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Evelyn's eyes fluttered open. She was laying on a little cot bed. She clamped her eyes closed it was bright. Slowly and cautiously she blinked her eyes open again. Once her eyes were used to the light she cautiously looked around. The walls and ceiling were the same dull brown canvas. She turned her head confused. Laying on a similar bed beside her was Kennedy. Sonya was sitting on a small chair in between Kennedy's bed and hers, her head hanging down. Fast asleep, slightly slumped.

Evelyn frowned, utterly confused. Turning her head again the other way. Newt was sort of sitting in a chair, his upper half was laying on her bed, his hand a few inches from hers, like he had fallen asleep holding her hand.

Evelyn tried to look around. Her body was tired, and sore, but she actually felt a whole lot better then she last rembered. Evelyn frowned and lifted her hands to her forehead and rubbed, and pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes.

The flap of the tent opened. Evelyn lowered her hands. Mary walked in with Thomas and Teresa behind her. She heard a groan and movement. Newt had woken up and slowly sat up.

"Lee?" His voice was rough, and deep from sleep.

Her stomach fluttered. His sleep ladened eyes focused on her. The noise made Sonya stir and pick her head up. She rubbed her eyes and sat up straight.

"Love?" He asked again hesitantly.

"Newt?" She whispered, "what's going on?"

"Well my Dear, you made it just in time." Mary's voice changed her focus from Newt to her.

Cautiously she pushed to her elbows and then to sit up. Her infected arm was still sore but definitely not as bad as it had been the last two days. Frowning Evelyn pulled the sleeve of her shirt up. The veins were still there, but they hadn't spread.

"What's going on?" She asked again.

"Gally and Alby brought your rather large group here. Normally we don't allow individuals with The Flare into the camp. However, the only people left are all immune. And these two," she indicated to Thomas and Teresa, "could help."

"I...I don't understand." Evelyn groaned rubbing her head. Newt had moved so he was sitting on the bed beside her. He threw an arm around her and pulled her closer, and kissed the top of her head.

"Could you elaborate Mary?" Newt asked.

Thomas and Teresa sat down in chairs, and Mary got started preparing some medical equipment.

"Well. It made sense they'd put the two of you in the maze. Though I must admit...I was worried they'd kill you after what you did."

"What we did?" Thomas asked, his face scrunched.

"Yeah, Tom, you said we had had enough and stole information." Teresa nodded.

"That's correct. The first time we spoke, you both said you couldn't take it anymore... watching your friends die, one by one."

They nodded. Evelyn remembered their conversation at the picnic table after Tommy woke up from the Changing, after he stabbed himself.

It seemed like so long ago. She closed her eyes and laid her head on Newt's shoulder listening to Mary explain things.

"The last time we spoke... you two gave me the coordinates of every WICKED compound, trial and lab. You two were our source. We couldn't have pulled all this off without you. The Right Arm owes you two a lot. You also managed to smuggle me some information on the proto type cure or serum they were working on. It actually is very similar to the Grief Serum that was used in the Maze with you guys." She paused and looked to Sonya, "same with your maze. I'm sorry I wasn't overly familiar with your maze, I was assigned to Maze A. But from what I gathered, it was the same except it was girls instead of boys and no Evelyn."

Sonya nodded. She cocked her head, "so what bloody happened?"

"Well. In the beginning, we were lost. When WICKED first started all we knew for sure... was that the younger you were, the stronger your chances. However that wasn't always the case. There were many many adults who were also immune."

"You still work for WICKED?" Sonya asked.

"I did. Not anymore. You know, at first, we had the best intentions. Find a cure, save the world; like most of the deadly diseases in the world. It was clear that you kids were the key, because you were immune."

"But why?" Thomas asked, sitting forward. Mary had come over and cleaned the crook of Teresa's arm and inserted a needle, drawing out blood. She filled a few viles with Teresa's blood. Labeling it she placed it into a container.

"Eventually, we found an answer. An enzyme produced by the brains of the ones immune. Once separated from the bloodstream..to slow the spread of the virus."

"So, you found a cure?" Thomas marvelled.

"Not exactly..." Mary sighed.

She had now cleaned Thomas's arm and inserted a needle into his arm drawing blood from him.

"It's that suppressive you gave me at that way station...and what Janson apparently gave me in the Berg..." Evelyn slowly put the pieces together.

"Yes. I'm sorry Dear. I do need to appolagise to you." Mary said sadly.

"For what?" Evelyn asked confused, picking her head up off Newt's shoulder.

"Well." She started, she finished with Thomas blood vials and came to sit in Evelyn's bed. She took Evelyn's hands in hers and looked her directly in her eyes.

"Without WICKED knowing, I used our own version of the suppresent. The plans and notes from Thomas and Teresa, and from my own reasurch during my time with The Right Arm. I used my own version of the serum."

"Don't be sorry. Your version helped me more than whatever shucked up stuff Janson gave me. That stuff didn't work at all. And... somehow...right now I feel like I my own mind right now."

Mary just smiled kindly at her.

"I still don't really understand." Thomas frowned.

"The enzyme from the immunes blood can't be manufactured, only harvested from the immune. The young. Of course, that didn't stop WICKED. If they had their way...they'd sacrifice an entire generation."

"Clearly. The bloody Maze Trials and buggen' Scorch trial doesn't make any sense!" Newt rolled his eyes.

Mary nodded at him and got up. There was a small beep in a small machine she had in the temporary work station.

"All for this. A gift of biology. Of evolution. But one not meant for all of humanity."

"So...how long will that suppressant give Kennedy and Evy?" Sonya asked.

"It's different for everyone. A few months maybe. Weeks...days? But that's the catch, isn't it? She'll always need more. And it seems each immune has different degrees of immunity, along with how much trauma to the brain." Mary explained.

"What do you buggen' mean?" Newt asked frowning.

"Well, each immune has different degrees of immunity. Some won't catch it at all, some it takes a long time to show the Glade symptoms, it takes a lot longer to work through the stages. Some immunes won't catch it at all. Some will fight it off and then it's right back to full symptoms of the Flare. And like Jorge exained. The more trauma done to the brain the faster the Flare works, eating the brain."

"So who evers blood you used in the serum at the way station had a stronger immunity ..and whoever Janson used in the Berg after Tommy and I were shot...had terrible immunity or none at all, 'cause it did nothing!"

"Yes. Exactly. I actually used Jorge's blood for the serum in the way station."

Evelyn sat stunned. It seemed that they had more of a bond then just helping each other through the scorch. She saved his life with her gift...and he saved her life with his gift. Her mind however grasped something Mary had said and only now registered and she frowned.

"Wait..Kennedy? She has the Flare?" Evelyn gasped and turned towards the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"Yeah, we got here and she collapsed. Apparently...when you and Tommy were shot...that girl crank bit her in the scuffle Nx she didn't tell anyone." Teresa explained

"Dammit!" Evelyn growled, her face scrunched in anger and her hands clenched into fists, "Lola! That skanky little hor-"

"Evelyn!" Newt scolded.

Evelyn glared at him and growled. Newt pulled her closer, his hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her closer. Kissing her forehead. Evelyn closed her eyes. She flipped her head to his shoulder and took a few deep breaths. Her chest didn't hurt so bad, she could actually take a deep breath.

"So...there is no cure...but as long as she can keep taking the serum... Evelyn will be alright?" Teresa asked.

Mary nodded. "As far as I know. I don't know the long term effects, unfortunately. Evelyn and Kennedy are my first. I don't know if the body will get accustomed to it an become resistant and the individual will need more and more or if it's like a drug you take on the regular basis and it will keep it under control. Like high blood pressure medication or diabetic medication."

Evelyn nodded in understanding. She was never going to be cured. She would always have to fight the voice in her head. And she would always need to have access to medication...but she might be able to live an almost normal life...maybe.

"Come on...we should let these two rest." Mary encouraged. Thomas and Teresa and Sonya got up. Newt went to get up, but she grabbed his hand.

"No...stay please." She pleaded, she turned her eyes to Mary, silently begging.

Mary smiled. "It's all right Newt, you can stay. There are enough hands to help pack up. Were leaving this evening. Before WICKED comes poking around."

Newt gave her a tha kful smile and sat back down.

The others all left, leaving a sleeping Kennedy and Evelyn and Newt. He Kay down and pulled Evelyn down beside him. She rolled and pressed her face into his neck.

"Did someone clean me up again?" She whispered.

"Yes. Mary, Jorge, Vince and Jaz. They gave you the serum, you umm...cranked out again. It was...Sonny, Minho and Gally...had to hold me back...but once you were sleeping peacefully with the serum in your system they let me back in. And they had you cleaned up."

"I'm sorry Newt." She whispered, ashamed.

"Stop saying your bloody sorry!" He scolded. "You're okay now. And we can bloody live with this. If it's just a regular injection you gotta take as can live with that!"

"I guess so."

"It means Love...I can dance with you under the stars and we can have a garden by the house!"

Evelyn hummed. Her body feeling exhausted still, her eyes slwoly sliding shut. She gently brushed her lips against his neck.

"Sleep my Love."

Her eyes slid shut with Newt's arms wrapped protectively around her.

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**Okay...I hope this made scenes with the explanation of the serums and infected vs immunes...**

**Also long chapter , sorry**