He was a survivor. So was Newt. He had endured more than most. A busted leg didn't hold him back. He was resilient. If anyone could fight the flare, it was him.

The city around them was burning.

Emma's steps faltered at the thought of Newt and Thomas being left defenseless. Did they have a weapon? What if something happened? She should have stayed behind to provide cover, if nothing else.

An explosion occurred beside her. Emma shrieked, raising her hands. "Em!" Minho pulled her to the side, ensuring they kept running after Gally. He was the one leading them back. Emma knew the way, but Minho didn't.

They jumped over dead bodies—fallen soldiers on both sides. Cars burned, and buildings tumbled. People screamed as they fought, firing randomly. There would be crossfire, but that didn't seem to bother anyone. It was beyond reckless. It was dangerous.

But it didn't matter. Newt was dying, and he needed the serum.

"Thomas," Teresa's voice echoed through the PA system. Emma nearly tripped but caught herself. "Thomas, can you hear me?" Teresa was talking to Thomas. Emma had no idea why. "I need you to listen to me. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I need you to come back." Gunfire surrounded them, but Emma was focused on the words Teresa spoke. She was asking Thomas to come back. "Thomas, you can save Newt. There is still time for him."

Emma caught sight of the berg. It was sitting on the bridge across from the tunnels. "Gally," Emma yelled over the fighting. He glanced at her over his shoulder, firing at people nearby. "The bridge!"

He looked back, noticing the berg. They were close. "Come on!"

"There is a reason Brenda's not sick anymore. It's your blood. You cured her." Finding Brenda and getting Newt the serum was all that mattered. "Do you understand me? Brenda isn't sick because you cured her." Brenda was cured. Now, they needed to cure Newt. The serum would buy him time. Enough time to save him. Thomas was the cure. They could save Newt. "She doesn't have to be the only one. You just need to come back. It will all be over. Come back to me. I know you'll-" the broadcast cut out.

Emma was struggling to breathe. All of the running was tiring, but she had to get the serum and find Newt and Thomas. She had to save Newt before the virus took over.

The three raced up the stairs. Emma's thighs burned. On top of the bridge, the berg was waiting. The back door was open, revealing the others. "Brenda," Minho shouted, getting her attention. An explosion occurred behind them. "Where's the serum?"

Brenda pushed off the wall, stumbling down the ramp. "What? Where's Thomas?"

"The serum," Gally couldn't help but shout. "We need the serum for Newt!" There wasn't time to explain.

"Where is it?!" They were frantic. There wasn't much time. Newt needed the serum.

The fear was evident in Brenda's eyes as she rushed toward them. Frypan grabbed the bag of serum and followed. Minho gestured for him to grab one, wanting to take it back. "Where are they?" Frypan opened the bag, reaching inside.

"Around the underpass-" Gally never had the chance to finish. Brenda ran past them, a vial in her hand.

She had a vial of serum.

"Brenda," Jorge screamed. "Brenda, wait! Don't!"

"Brenda!" Emma turned on her heel, following Brenda down the stairs. She knew Brenda could find them, but that didn't matter. There was a war going on inside the walls. It wasn't safe to run straight through the gunfire. It wouldn't help Newt if she were shot down, either. "Brenda!" Her voice cracked as she screamed.

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