We crowded around a table. We had maps of the city, and as best we could gather we had blue prints of the facility. We still had a few spies in the building, and what information we collected from the WICKED employees we managed to capture. So here we all stood, standing or sitting around the room, all willing to bust into the maximum security for a brother, a friend...or maybe these guys just wanted to take them down, and Minho wasn't their number one goal, but either way they were here.

Look, Lawrence and Sarg have been trying to find a way in for years." Zayn was saying.

He had his arms crossed, looking at the blueprint in front of him. His dark head tilted down. I noticed Brenda eyeing him up from the other side of the room. She caught my eye and I winked at her and she blushed, but flipped me off,

"Place is crawling with soldiers. They got surveillance everywhere. Scanners on floor..." Gally added.

He was leaning on the table, his hands flat, making his muscles in his arms pop. It was my turn to eye up my boy. I felt my stomach back flip as he pushed off the table straighten up and ran a hand through his long blond waves. He caught me watching and gave me a crooked grin.

"Sounds like a fortress." Frypan groaned.

"Yeah, I you said you had a way in." Thomas added.

"I might." Gally nodded, his face was hard as stone, his intense blue eyes drilling into Thomas.

"You might? What the hell do you mean "might"?" Thomas blanched, looking back and forth between Gally, and me. I knew he would be upset about this plan, but it was the only way.

"Yes, Tommy. He said we had a way in."

I pushed off the wall, and came over to the table, I threw down the file I was holding. Inside the file were all the pictures we had taken over the weeks. Pictures of Teresa working in the lab, walking down the hall with Ava Paige and Janson or a few other doctors. There was also only one picture, it was blurry and hard to see, but I'm positive it's Minho being held by two guards. Thomas sorted through the pictures, his face paling and his eyes widening. He looked up at us horrified. Newt came over to the table and glanced at the pictures. I could see anger twist his face. I felt the same way.

"We didn't say you were like it." I spat. Gally placed a hand on my back, and applied some pressure, even looking at these pictures were making my hands feel tingly and itchy.

"No." Thomas said flatly, out right refusing it, "There's be another way."

"Like what?" I asked.

"You've seen the building." Magnus growled from the back of the room, we had run the idea past him before throwing it onto the table for consideration. Considering Magnus was a WICKED guard and then captain, working directly under Janson, and planned one rescue mission. We all viewed him as the leader, even Sarg refereed to him and his ideas and opinions on a lot of things.

"She is our only way in." Gally stated, folding his arms again, he gave me an 'I told you so' look. And I sighed in frustration.

"You think she's really gonna help us?" Thomas asked, throwing his arms in the air, obviously he was frustrated.

"I don't plan on asking for her shucken permission, Thomas." Gally growled, slamming his hands on the table.

"Am I missing something here?" Brenda piped up. She was sitting at a smaller table with Sophie, both their feet propped up and crossed on the table, passing a bag of chips back and forth. All heads spun in her direction, "This is the same girl who betrayed us in The Right Arm Camp, correct? Same dick?"

"I like her." Gally nodded in approval. I saw Zayn now eyeing her up, and Sophie and I grinned at each other.

"What's going on?" Newt asked quietly, but I heard the anger behind his words, he almost spat them out, "What, are you afraid your girlfriend's gonna get hurt?" He straightened up, tossing the pictures of Teresa back onto the table. His eyes burnt with anger, and possibly hurt.

"Hmm? Because this has obviously never been about just Minho. Has it?" Newt hissed, taking a step towards Thomas.

"Wait, what are you talking about, we came to find Charlie too..." Thomas stuttered, his face pulled into deep confusion. His eyebrows touched and his forehead wrinkled.

"Teresa. She's the only reason that Minho's even missing in the first place!" He yelled. "Now we have an opportunity to get him back. And what? You don't want to because of her? Because deep down inside you care for her, don't you?"

He was toe to toe with Thomas. He was slightly taller, so he was looking down at him, his face twisted in rage, and hurt. I could see it. What had happened between them? What was going on with Newt...he never lost his temper like this. The room was silent, every one was watching with wide eyes.

"Just admit it! Wouldn't be the first time!" He spat.

I stood frozen, what was going on? I could see his eyes were dark with anger, but they were also glossy, like he was trying to hold back tears.

"...Newt, I..." Thomas stuttered, taking a step backwards, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Don't lie to me!" Newt suddenly screamed, grabbing Thomas by the shirt and slamming him into the wall, "Don't lie to me!" He screamed again, his face inches from Thomas.

If this wasn't a horribly tense and awkward moment, I'd yell at them to kiss. But there was something definitely wrong, something was going on. Thomas looked confused and, then I saw the heart break on his face.

"...Newt.." He whispered.

"Sorry." He suddenly said. He shook his head and took a step backwards, letting go of Thomas.

"I'm sorry." He whispered again, he ran a shaking hand through his hair, he backed away, avoiding eye contact with everyone. He was white as a ghost. He took another step and then fled. He ripped the door open and fled down the hall.

"Shuck." I whispered.

"You're going after him, aren't you?" Gally asked quickly.

I just nodded and chased after him.

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I slowly and cautiously opened the door to the roof. I saw the unmistakable blood head and brown jacket. I sighed in relief. I slowly made my way over and without saying anything I sat down beside him. I took his hand in mine, still not saying anything. I just beside him, holding his hand. Like he used to do with me back in the Glade. Newt was also the gentle soul, the one who made sure everyone was okay before he looked after himself. And now it was my turn to make sure he was okay.

"Sorry about that. Back there." He whispered his voice cracking.

I finally turned to look at him. I saw the tears sliding down his face. I shifted so I was facing him, my one leg still dangling over the edge.

"Oh Love." I whispered, and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks and pulled him into a hug. He didn't resist and wrapped his arms around me and cried. I just held him tight, ribbing his back. He eventually stopped and his cries were now shuddering breaths. He slowly pulled away and straightened up.

"I can't hide this anymore." He sighed quietly.

He pulled up the sleeve of his jacket. Along his forearm, from his wrists up to the crook of his elbow was two long scratches. But they weren't regular scratches, there were black veins twisting around his forearm and up into his bicep. I gasped. Newt had been infected.

"Its starting to affect my buggen' moods. Clearly." He muttered bitterly. "I can...feel it sometimes. I get so angry, and it just comes out. Sometimes it's like an itch in the back of my brain. It's an uncomfortable feeling, like something crawling in my brain."

"Newt!" I whispered, holding his arm in my hands, hardly believing what I was seeing. My heart was breaking all over again, "Why didn't you tell me? Have you told anyone else?"

"Didn't think it would make any difference." He shrugged, he looked up and out over the city. "All I know is that WICKED must have put me in that maze for a reason. Maybe it was literally just so they could tell the buggen' difference between Immunes like you and people like me." He laughed bitterly.

"You know we can still fix this, Newt. Okay? We can." I said, my excitment spiked, "Newt, I didn't go through that shit yesterday in the Med Wing for nothing. Hans was super close to a vaccination...not a cure, but something to help you fight this. I didn't put myself through trauma for nothing. Come with me to see Hans!"

He shook hishead, "No. Don't worry about me. This is about Minho."

"No Newt, you listen to me! I know this about him, but I'm not trading one friend for another. It's not one or the other. So you get that shuck ass of yours up and you come with me." I demanded, already standing up.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you're really bloody bossy?" he asked.

"All the shucken time. Now lets go you British twat."

He exhaled deeply through his nose. But he let me pull him over to the door.

"Hey, question." I asked.

I suddenly stopped to look at him. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Downstairs, you asked Thomas to admit he liked Teresa, and it wouldn't be the first time...Did he admit it the first time?"

I saw him deflate, he hung his head and his shoulders slumped.

"When him and Brenda were in that club? Remember we told this morning?"

I nodded.

"Well, they were given some kind of drug, and when we went to find them...he was bloody making out with Brenda. He did push her away and told her no, you're not him...but it still hurts, Snips. Hurts a lot." He said quietly.

"Does he remember it?" I asked.

Newt shrugged.

"Did he appolagize?"

Newt nodded, I saw the tears in his eyes again.

"Has he done something like that since?"

Newt shook his head. "No." He said so quietly I almost missed it.

"He's been really sweet and I know he feels bad. But...Sometimes it still hurts."

"I understand."

He scoffed, I could see a flash of anger in his eyes, "How? How could you know?" He spat.

"Because my best friend kissed Gally." I snapped back and folded my arms, raising my eyes at him in a challenge. That stopped him in his tracks, he blinked and opened and closed his mouth a few times.

"Yeah. I know how you feel. I mean...everyone assumed I was dead- including you." I poked him hard in the chest and narrowed my eyes at him. "But it still happened. And according to her, he said my name. So he was making out with another chick and he said "I love you Charlie". Slightly awkward for Sophie, no? Tommy was kissing someone else after he was forced into drinking and some kind of drug, and he had the sense still to push her away and say she wasn't YOU. I'm sure it will sting. But he clearly feels bad, and he has made it clear where he stands in your relationship. Also! He doesn't like Teresa, trust me, we both don't but, using other people in a plan is never a good idea. I even feel uncomfortable using her, but what choices do we have? He will come around, he just needs to play the hero and save everyone. And before you ask, Sophie and Gally are more like siblings now and she has zero interest in him. I'm hoping her and Minho get together...she's pretty much the girl version!"

"That was a bloody lot to take in."

"Yeah well, you're not special Nootie Patootie. You're just like the rest of us. We know what your going through. Don't close us off. We want to help. And now, on that note!" I said and flung the door open and pulled him with me down the stairs to Hans. "We need to see a doctor about a vaccination."

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Before I met with Hans, I grabbed Gally just in case. I kept a tight hold on Newt, and pulled him with me. I stormed down the hall. I stopped in front of the lab door, took a deep breath with closed eyes for a second, and then pushed the door open wide. Gally had no idea what was going on, but he came anyways. Newt was pink with embarrassment, but screw his embarrassment, I was not going to lose a friend.

"Dr Hans!"

He spun around, and his face broke into a smile.

"Charlie! My dear child, what can I do for you? And I see you brought Newt, is there something wrong with him?"

"Yes." I said, and turned back to Newt, and nodded. He didn't move, staring at his feet. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Newt. You need to show him. He's the only one who can help!"

With a shaking hand he pulled the sleeve of his jacket up, revealing the black veins. To my surprise, Hans didn't looked shocked.

"Ah yes." He said and readjusted his glasses. He came closer and took his arm in his hands and looked at it closer, he looked up at Newt's face, squinting his eyes and then back down.

"How are you feeling son?"

"Off and on." Newt shrugged. "Angry, and like there's something inside my brain."

"Like something crawling around...and voices..." Gally whispered.

I turned to look at him, my eyes wide.

"Yes..yes, you had mentioned the third time you were stung, you had that sensation, and blank periods of time." Hans nodded, he had a dreamy far away look on his face.

"Yeah, that's right." Gally answered, with a nod.

"Well, son." Hans snapped back, "I noticed during your chip removal. I took the liberty, I am sorry I never had the chance to tell you or come find you. But I administered the proto type vaccination. It was mixed with Magnus's blood, however, I really wanted to use Charlie's, but it is in the incubation period, and needs more bliss. I have run out. If I can get my hands on that, then I would have the vaccination ready."

"What?" Newt blinked, surprised and confused.

"Magnus is immune, but his immunity is not as strong as Charlies, or Thomas' or even Gally. We have discovered the Immunity in people is a genetic construct, and has nothing to do with the brain. Only a select percentage in our population are bone with the twisted chromosome, if you would. So there is no "CURE", but there is a way to help you fight it. And that is the vaccination I have been working on since Charlie was rescued from WICKED. We have also discovered, that each Munie, has varying degrees of immunity. Remember in your Maze, each child that was, as I have been informed, Stung, they woke up with varying degrees of...post symptoms? Some lived, some died, some went wild and some, like Gally, Alby, were relatively alright, some behaviour changes...but then you have Charlie and Thomas, who had minor to no behaviour changes."

"Holly Shuck!" Newt gasped.

"Indeed." Hans nodded with a smile.

"So we did give you the one prototype, you wont be contagious to others, and we have slowed it down. We are just waiting to get our hands on more of the Bliss, it is the last ingredient I need. If you can hold on until then. Then you my Son, will live a long happy life." Hans beamed at him.

"Lets go catch us a Teresa, and we can get Minho and some more bliss." Gally clapped his hands, rubbing them together.

I just smiled up at Newt's dumbfounded look.