Back (Newt X Reader) (Incomplete)

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"Her brain is so similar to her father's"
"WICKED is good"
"My job is honest"
"And he's going to throw himself off the wall?"
"Your friend Newt..."
"Y/N?" A voice called through the darkness and overlapped conversations. You groaned, "What?" You grumbled, feeling like you haven't slept in years - your body was so heavy. "You were dreaming" Newt. You looked up from your laying position, which was currently on your stomach. "Huh?" You managed, your eyes adjusting to the poor lighting and making out an outline of a face, and eyes as the light caught them. Newt took a seat on your bed, his hands brushing your hair away from you face. You closed your eyes at the gentle movement. "Was I?" You whispered,
Newt nodded, "Yeah" he whispered back. You gave a small smile, before sitting up. "I don't know what he dream was about, really. I just remember voices" you admitted, knowing fully well that Newt thought that you couldn't remember the dream, that obviously disturbed him. Whoops. Newt frowned, gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb as he pulled your face to his, making your eyes lock with his, "What were those voices saying, Y/S/N?" He asked softly,
You shrugged helplessly, "It was all confusing, bits and pieces of conversations - that I have no memory of having with one or eavesdropping" you gestured for him to lay down beside, as you lay back down. Newt obeyed without a single word. I wish I could see his face! Now facing each other, you began to explain, "The sentences weren't spoken by the same person, I recognized a couple actually - none from the glade"
"Recognized them like 'I've heard this voice and their name is...' or just recognized it, like you have known them before, but can't remember"
You sighed, "The last one, I'm afraid"
Newt pulled you into a hug, "It's alright, love" he murmured into your hair. Then something occurred to you, something that had been bugging you, but now only seemed to find it's way into the conversation. "Newt?" You questioned,
Newt nodded, although you couldn't see, "Yes?"
"One of the sentences said, 'And he's going to throw himself off the wall '" you didn't bother making it a question - it sounded simpler as a statement. And by Newt's reaction it told you everything. "Hm?" He hummed, his muscles tensing. "Newt..." you replied simply, pulling away from the hug, so you could see the outline of his face and his eyes. There was fear. Maybe I shouldn't- "I've been wondering 'bout something..." you began, noticing that Newt's muscles hadn't relaxed. You felt yourself growing nervous. You had had a sneaky suspicion about how Newt got that limp, many theories went and gone from your mind and only the 'falling' or 'jumping of the wall' fitted. And that sentence concluded it. That was the reason. The nervousness didn't go. Wouldn't. It was a very tender area, you now could tell that - you knew it all along, he didn't complain, didn't speak about it, and when it did find it's way into the conversation, Newt would simply move around it or drop the conversation all together. It was hard for you but you accepted it. When I shouldn't have, you thought dully. You sighed, pressing yourself into his chest, "You can tell me anything" you whispered, "Anything. I'll be here for you no matter what" you promised. Newt relaxed, not that he made it obvious, but sometimes Newt forgets how transparent he is around you. Newt sighed, "And I for you" he murmured, kissing your forehead. "Now go to sleep"
You giggled, oh great now I'm fully awake. These nights you hated, especially when you wanted to sleep but you couldn't your mind simply couldn't allow you. You couldn't shut off. "I'm awake now" you muttered sheepishly towards the second-in-command.
"Really?" He managed sarcastically, which you knew would go with his 'eye roll'.
"Minho's rubbing off on you" Talking for the sack of talking.
Newt frowned, all rather you guessed he frowned, because often he does. "Probably" he admitted finally, "Go to sleep" he added quickly after.
You pouted, fully awake. I have to ask "Bu-"
"No but's, Y/S/N" he groaned,
"Butts" you giggled. What? Maybe time of month again? These mood swings are scary as hell. Wait. No, keep him awake. Ask him!
Newt groaned again, "Y/S/N, bloody go to sleep"
Silence.
Newt let out a sigh of breath, before you asked, gathering up your courage. "Newt?" You managed,
Maybe it was the tone in your voice that gave you away but Newt stiffened, "Y/S/N?"
You licked you lips, "Howdidyouhurtyourleg?" You strung out, making the whole sentence indistinguishable. Newt's muscles didn't relax and then you knew. You didn't need to ask again, he knew. Shit. Big mistake? You thought, regretting your decision completely. Newt didn't speak for awhile, there was just a growing tension in the air. "I have to go" Newt managed, swinging his legs over the bed. You caught his wrist, "Newt-" you pressed,
Newt shot you a warning look, before repeating, "I have to go"
"But Newt!" You complained,
Newt's eyes narrowed, the light of the moon gave no help for you to see him. "I have to go" he repeated firmly,
"Where?!" You snapped, shocked by your tone. You slapped your hands over you mouth. Whoops. Newt's eyes darkened, and he stood quickly. "Away" he muttered, walking over to the door before opening it. You were sure there were tears in his beautiful eyes. "Goodnight" he crocked weakly, before swiftly going through the door and closing it. You pulled the covers up to you chin, shivering. "Goodnight, Newt"

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Plan: Go all undercover, check
Try and contact my sisters...

The girl, better known as M/N (Mother's name. Couldn't think of anything) repeated in her mind, as she lay in a very comfortable bed. M/N or subject, pretended her brain transplant and now is faking recovery. Although this isn't such a bad faking job. Two guards collected her 'unconscious' body and moved her to here, with a slightly open eye, she took in every corridor they went through and every door. Dane had explained, that she must play the part. Act stupid also like a adult baby. Obey. Don't ask questions just do. Dane also explained that she mustn't try and contact her clones, even though they have unhooked her mind from the monitor, they would be able to track any odd behavior in Y/S/N or F/N brains and then their cover would be blown. But M/N wasn't here for Right Arms business or WICKED's, M/N was here on her behalf, she wasn't a piece in a broad game - even through her life started out as one, she wasn't. She wasn't that anymore.

Try and contact my sisters. Soon. 

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Okay guys, I am updating quickly so I can catch up with my "Back (Newt X Reader)" on my Quotev account - because on there it's ahead and I need some suggestions for you guys  so I'm going to update somewhat more now until catch up. Hope you guys do not mind :)