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

Part 38

 "Oh come on!" Lydia looks around the room looking frustrated. "People like Theo don't change Liam! They pretend they do but they don't, it's only a matter of time before they go back to their old ways." 

Malia takes a step towards Lydia, "Lydia's right, we can't trust Theo and we can't waste time looking for him especially if he just decided to leave because he wanted too." 

I look at Liam's hands and I see...blood? 

"Theo's not like that anymore and you guys know it! Theo came out here because he wanted to help us find Thomas! Now he's gone and for all we know WICKED killed him!" Liam's voice cracks at the end of his sentence and he seems to collapse into himself.

 I'm not sure why I do it but I wrap my arm around his shoulder and pull him into my chest. He leans on me and I can feel his body shaking while he tries not to cry. I move my hand along his arm, trying to bring him some comfort.

 "Hey guys, maybe we should go wait outside." Harriet says while beginning to push everyone towards the door. 

"What why?" 

Harriet doesn't answer Scott's question and just shoves him out the door.

 Jorge walks with Aris out the door and Vince and Sonya quickly follow.

 Gally's the last person to leave the room and he hesitates once he's at the door. He looks back at me and Liam but doesn't say anything.

 After a few more moments he's gone and it's just Liam and I in the room, "Liam, you alright?"

 Liam just leans further into me and shakes his head. I sigh and keep making soothing movements on his arm with my hand.

 "Do you think he's dead Newt?" 

I look down at Liam who looks so vulnerable in this moment, like you could touch him and  he'd shatter.

 "No, WICKED wouldn't have killed him, our best bet is that the buggers took him back to the last city."

 The rescue mission for two quickly became a rescue mission for four. 

We lapse into silence and I let my mind wander back to Tommy. 

-Flashback (Cause I can)- 

The sound of the waves is the only thing I can hear when it's this early in the morning. 

I let the sand I'm holding in my fist fall through my fingers. 

We're in the bloody safe haven, who would have thought that we'd actually make it here. 

"Hey Alby, we made it man." I whisper as if he can still hear me, from wherever he is. 

The suns only just beginning to rise and it looks amazing out over the water, definitely better then the sunrise back in the glade that's for sure. 

I hear someone approaching from behind and I tense, even though I know there's no danger here, no one wants to kill us here, WICKED'S not here. 

They sit beside me, close enough that our shoulders are touching.

"I always wondered where you disappeared to this early." 

I look at Tommy from the corner of my eye. "I like it, it's beautiful here Tommy." 

He reaches down and grabs some sand and then just lets it fall back onto the ground. 

"It is Newt, but why do you come here every morning?" 

I rest my head on Tommy's shoulder, "Back when it was just Alby and I in the glade we would always wake up just early enough so that we could watch the sunrise. We couldn't remember ever seeing it before the glade and it was almost magical to watch, especially when the sun would hit the glade at that perfect moment. Coming out here makes me feel closer to him, know what I mean?"