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"Y/N" You winced, surfacing from the warm embrace of darkness.
"Huh?" You muttered, your body unable to move, still paralyzed from sleep. There was a sigh, and you heard, what you guessed as someone falling back into a chair in relief. "Bloody hell" Newt's voice cussed softly. You eyes shot open, an apology forming on your lips. Sorry Newt, I shouldn't have asked? But it didn't come, instead you managed weak smile. "Morning" you greeted gruffly, rubbing your eyes tiredly. Newt frowned, "It's night"
You frowned, "No way"
Newt gestured to the lamp at your bedside. "It's this, not the sun that is giving the light", his brow creased in worry.
You blinked, "What?"
Newt's brow creased further, "You escorted Minho to lunch, then told us you were retiring to your room..." It was coming back now. You rubbed your head gingerly, "Oh yeah" Newt didn't looked convinced, You quickly changed the subject, "What did I miss for dinner?"
Newt sighed sadly,"A lot"
"What?"
Newt licked his lips, "Ben survived"
"What?"
"He survived the arrow shot. Late this afternoon he was banished"
"What?" You heart seemed to twist painfully. Ben, survived an arrow shot. Then he was banished. Banishment. "How?"
Newt's face wore away on patience, but he didn't respond. His eyes keeping yours, before drifting away to his hands. "I jumped"
You frowned, "Jumped?"
Newt finally looked up, tears surfacing to his eyes. He was the saddest boy, you had ever seen. "I...I climbed up half way up one of them walls and jumped " By the end, he was whispering. Jumped. Off a wall. Unconsciously he rubbed his leg. Suicide attempt. You felt your lip quivering, as you quickly brought him into an embrace, tears threatened to fall, but you fought against it. Forgetting your worries about, dreams, Grievers, Ben, everyone - but Newt. Newt, the boy that showed you around the Glade, awkwardly bumped heads with, draw with... laughed with - attempted to hurt himself, because he was broken. And now that you thought of it, he still was.

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"No, no, no, no" M/N muttered pacing up and down, Dane's lab. Dane kept his face carefully blank, as he sat himself on a chair, waiting for her to calm down. "There was nothing I could do. If I fought against the move, they would've expected something... you and me could have been snapped"
M/N snarled, "They already have F/N testing, out in that maze! Y/S/N should be left alone"
Dane sighed, placing the pencil he was holding down onto the desk. "Look, I know the test is extreme-"
M/N grabbed him by the throat, pushing him into the wall nearest the two,
"This test is inhuman. Injecting sex hormone, testosterone and oestrogen, into them. Is...is" she felt herself burn up,
"Inhuman?" Dane suggested,
M/N scowled, "Stupid" she crossed her arms, "You have to stop them, Dane"
Dane sighed again, "Right Arm-"
"Don't "Right Arm" me, Dane! As far as WICKED is concerned I am clueless, that I think that what they are doing is fine, well do you know how hard that is to think that for twelve hours a day? Play dumb? When you actually want to rip their heads off?" M/N sighed, sitting down, "Why breed off them?" She whimpered,
Dane shrugged, "Thomas and Teresa can't - they speak telepathy-"
"What?"
Dane looked inpatient, "They can telepathically talk, they will feel a bond of friendship. And that is all. Newt and Y/S/N have had a somewhat tense love life, so to speak, only admitting it to each other a day before Newt went missing -they will remember that feeling, they won't be able to explain it, but they will feel it. Thomas and Teresa were friends first, they will only feel that"
M/N frowned, thinking it over. "Is that why, you have been giving Y/S/N memories at the start of the Glade-"
Dane nodded, "We hoped that if we allowed memories to surface, but then forgotten it'll have released that feeling, but it didn't, it left her confused. We hoped over time that they would remember the feeling without an encouragement, they have somewhat, but fear of the unknown as effected it, so they didn't build from that. So now WICKED is giving her memories back in hope that it could trigger it."
M/N rolled her eyes, "Is that why they are injecting sex hormones into them?"
Dane sighed, "The memories are going to slow. WICKED was about to do that, but voices inside of WICKED suggested that they go back to the memories, in hope that it could trigger it, instantly. The others agreed to go back, but if it didn't happen right away they could release the hormones"
M/N blinked, "There is a lot of things you know and don't care to share with me, Dane. I don't like it"
Dane raised an eyebrow, "You better start trusting people more, or it'll be the end of you"
M/N smirked, "Or it could be a start to a new beginning. Trust is earned, I say. Deal with it"

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