I'm not Stiles anymore. I'm Thomas. Maze Runner X Teen Wolf

Part 32

 He finally sits up. "Is what you said earlier about Chuck...is it true?"

 I sit beside him on the bed.

 "I have no reason to lie to you anymore Tom." 

"But is it true?" 

"It is...he's alive Tom." He doesn't bother to wipe away the tear that runs down his face.

 "How...how is he even still alive?" 

"WICKED used the chip we all had to make us see him die when in reality Gally fired a blank and Chuck just fell unconscious due to WICKED using the chip..."

 "They had that much control over us?" I just nod not knowing what else to say. It's a miracle he's even talking to me. 

"So he's been here this entire time?" 

"Yea he has, he's happy here Tom...you can be too." He chooses to ignore the latter part of my sentence and stands up to grab the food tray and bring it back over to the bed. 

He picks up a sandwich and holds it out to me. "Hungry?" 

 I take the sandwich from him with a smile. "Thanks, Tom."

 He shrugs and bites into his sandwich. 

"Tell me more about Chuck."

 "Well he's grown a lot over a year, he loves to read so sometimes I'll sneak him in a book or two from the library here. He misses you guys a lot, especially you." Thomas smiles and takes another bite out of his sandwich. 

"Thank you." I tilt my head. "What for?" 

"For looking after him and for being his friend." I want to reach out and grab his hand but I don't think he'd appreciate it so I just smile at him instead. 

"Of course, Chuck's my best friend here."

 "Can I see him?"

 I pause. "I'd have to ask Ava but I think you might be able to see him soon."

 "They took blood from me earlier today."He says after a couple of minutes of silence. 

 I look towards his arm. "I heard, I also heard that your blood cured a little boy today." A faint smile makes its way onto his face. "Good."

 We finish our sandwiches in silence. This is the most civil conversation I've had with him in months. I missed this.

 "I get why you did it." I wait for him to continue. "I get why you betrayed us for WICKED both times...you wanted to help people."

 This has to be a dream or a trick of some kind Tom would never admit that...he still thinks of me as a traitor. He hates WICKED.

 "I mean I'm never going to trust WICKED completely because of what they did to Minho..." He looks at me again. "But I won't hold it against you for choosing their side T." 

I can't help it, I lean over and hug him. I wait for him to push me off but instead, he wraps an arm around me, hugging me back. 

After a minute I pull back. "You know they're going to come for me right?"

 "I know..." Tom pauses. "WICKED won't hurt them will they?" 

I bite my lip looking down. "Teresa. WICKED won't hurt our friends will they?"

 "I don't know." He looks down. "Don't let them get hurt...if they come here or if they're brought here by WICKED will you get them out?"

 "I will. I'll get them to take Chuck with them too."