3rd Person POV
Later on that same day, it was already dark out, Mia laid on her hammock with her eyes closed. She started to breathe heavily and her teeth clattering. Images of her mind came into play, imagining the horrible things that have happened to her.
With her family being separated, to her working at WCKD, to Mia being in love with Thomas and ended up being separated from her, from all her suffering and pain that she went through in the maze, glade, scorch, the last city, everything.
Mia felt the coldness surrounding her, remembering the glass box and the water rising up. The goosebumps started to develop on her arms. She would always remember the look on Thomas's face on the other side of the glass.
Mia remembered the water taking over her oxygen and the WCKD soldiers carrying Thomas away
"Mia! I'm so sorry! Mia!" Thomas screamed as loud as he could
"No! No, stop, please! Please! Please!" Mia shouted and held onto her hammock. "Leave him alone! Please! Thomas!"
Minho woke up and went over to Mia and held onto her, "Mia! Calm down!"
Mia's eyes shot open and felt the tears stream down. She kept on crying and screaming, sitting up. Minho then held onto her arms.
"Mia, shh, relax, okay? I'm here. I'm here. It's Minho." Minho said quietly. "It's your brother."
Mia kept on sobbing on Minho and he rubbed her back comfortably. "I'm here. You're safe, okay?"
She sniffled and wiped her tears, "I'm...gonna...I'm gonna go be alone for a little while, okay?"
"Mia..." Minho said softly and Mia responded, "I won't be far, Minho. I just want my space."
"I'm sorry if I woke you up. I'm so sorry about everything." Mia apologized and stood up. She grabbed the pillow and blanket
"Mia..." Minho continued and Mia replied, "I'm fine. I just need to be alone, Minho."
Mia strolled away and sat on the spot where she usually is on the beach. She laid her pillow on the log and covered her legs with the blanket.
She puts her knees up and her chin on top of them. She wrapped her arms around her knees and stared off into the distance. It might've been dark outside but in her eyes all she saw was fire. The burning orange, yellow, and red flame surrounding her.
Brenda trailed over to Mia with her blanket and pillow, "M?"
Mia started to breathe heavily feeling the heat on her body. Her forehead started to sweat and Brenda said softly, "Mia?"
Brenda puts her things down and sat next to Mia, "Mia...hey, look at me."
Mia's eyes slowly went to hers and a couple of tears dropped. "Brenda?"
"Hey, M." Brenda said with a small smile. "Just look at me, alright?"
"What the hell is happening to me, Brenda? Why am I re-living everything?" Mia questioned. "No matter where I look. It doesn't matter if my eyes are open or closed, I still feel it. I still remember."
"M, you're safe now. You still got us." Brenda confirmed. "You got your sister."
Mia giggled and asked, "What the hell are you doing here anyway?"
"I heard the screams. I knew it was you and I wanted to see how you're doing." Brenda pointed out
Mia responded, "Thanks, B. I don't know what's going on with me lately. I've been having these moments where I just lose it. And I can't control it."
"Well, maybe, talking about it would help?" Brenda suggested. "About everything that happened. Look, I'm not sure if it would help. But, I could be there for you to listen, if that's what you want."
"I remember everything, B. I don't know what Teresa did to me but all of my memories came back." Mia told her and moved her hair to one side, the mark was displayed to Brenda
Brenda's eyebrows furrowed, "What the hell? What she'd do to you?"
"Besides, getting my memories back, I'm not sure." Mia's eyes welled. "I'm not sure. And that scares me."
Mia continued, "Ever since I got here, all I could..all I could hear...all I could see is Thomas. All I could think about is Thomas. I need him, B. Thomas, he means everything to me. It feels like someone ripped my heart and soul out of my chest and left. No matter what I do, I just lose it. I can't...I can't live without him. He's my other half, my partner in crime, my soulmate, just everything."
Mia sniffled, "How the hell am I supposed to 'move on' from all this without Tom? And now that he's not waking up, what the hell am I supposed to do?"
"M, you still got your family. You got me. You could always talk to me about literally anything. I know it's hard and it's never gonna be easy, okay? Trust me, I've experienced that first-hand." Brenda pointed out. "You just gotta patient that's all."
"Don't give up on him, Mia. He's never given up on you. Thomas is a fighter. He always has been. And he'll fight to be with you no matter what."
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The Next Morning:
Gally, Minho, Brenda, Frypan, Jorge, and Vince were in the room where they placed Newt, which was away from the kids but still somewhat closeby.
Gally spoke up, "Minho, what the hell happened to Mia last night?"
"She was screaming and crying. Something like that happened in the Glade when she had nightmares, but this time it was different." Minho pointed out
"It felt like she couldn't stop." Frypan added. "Back at the Glade, she would stop in like minutes but this time it felt longer."
Jorge asked them, "Does anyone know what really happened?"
"It's about Thomas." Brenda sighed and their eyes all went to Brenda. "Mia and I spoke and that's all she could think about. Whatever she went through in there, all she could do is remember the fact that Thomas was somehow always there. She needs him, guys."
"Well, there's nothing we could do about it other than wait." Vince told them
"Time is a very dangerous thing." Minho pointed out and sighed
"Is there anything that we could do to help?" Frypan asked curiously
Jorge told them, "At this rate, I don't even know."
"It's called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder." Mia crossed her arms leaning on the doorway. She gulped nervously. "PTSD. By definition, it happens when a person has a hard time recovering after experiencing or witnessing a terrifying event."
Mia's Outfit:
They all turned and faced Mia as she walked in and said, "After all the traumatic memories that's given back to me, my emotions get the best of me."
"How long have you been standing there?" Minho asked and Mia replied, "Long enough."
Mia questioned, "Where's Newt? He's here, isn't he?"
They all looked at each other and Gally stepped aside so that Mia could see Newt clearly. Mia's eyes trailed to his body and she dragged herself over to him
Newt's not wearing the WCKD uniform, he was wearing green long sleeve shirt, beige pants, and combat boots. He laid there comfortably with his palms facing upward.
Newt still had the veins surrounding his entire body. Mia's eyebrows furrowed, "What the hell is happening to him?"
"We don't know, Mia. We all saw you put your blood in him. Newt moved but he's still like that." Gally answered
"How many days does he have left?" Mia asked and Vince replied, "3 days max."
Mia takes a deep breath, "I'll be the one to kill Newt, okay? I'll shoot him myself."
Vince rubs Mia's shoulder comfortingly and said, "We'll leave you alone."
Mia slowly nods her head and turned her head to Minho, "Minho, I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Yeah, of course, I'll be waiting." Minho replied and nodded his head.
They all left the room leaving Newt with Mia. Mia pulled a chair over next to Newt and sat down. She examined his body and folded her hands together to keep them from shaking.
Mia's eyes trailed to Newt's face and remembered their first conversation together.
Their first 'talk' alone.
Back at the Glade, it was Mia's first night in the Glade. Mia was tying the knot on the tree and stepped back gazing at her hammock
"Need help?" Newt asked and was holding onto her blankets
Mia chuckled and said, "I could take care of myself."
Newt challenged, "Oh, really? We'll see about that." He strolled over to her hammock and sat on it that instantly fell.
Mia laughed as Newt was groaning in pain, "Told you so."
Mia kept on laughing and said, "Well, it's your fault."
Mia held onto Newt's hands and she fell on top of him and started laughing even more. Newt laughed along with her and she said, "Sorry, I'm so sorry."
She stood up and held onto Newt's hands. He got up and Mia held onto her blankets dusting off the dirt.
Newt chuckled, "It's okay. What an embarrassing first impression on the new Greenie."
"No, it's not, actually. It's pretty funny." Mia said and crossed her arms. "I'm guessing Minho sent you here?"
"Nah, Alby did actually." Newt responded. "He wanted to check and see if you needed any help."
Mia asked with eyebrows raised, "And yet you're here?"
"What you have a problem with me being here?" Newt asked back and fully tied the hammock to the tree
Mia shakes her head and chuckled, "No, of course not. It's nice that you're here."
Newt smiled and helped her lay the blanket and pillow on the hammock. "That's nice to hear."
"I'm-"
"Yeah, I know who you are, Newt. We met at the party earlier. Minho told me about you." Mia explained
Newt chuckled, "Good things I hope." Newt then asked, "How are you feeling? You know with all of this?"
Mia shrugged, "I mean, it's different. It's not like I remember anything to compare it to."
Newt chuckled and they both sat down next to each other on the ground. They gazed at the walls of the maze and Newt pointed out, "Don't worry you'll be safe here."
"You really think so?" Mia asked with her head turning facing him
Newt nods his head, "Yeah, because you got us. We got your back. And I'll be here if you need anything."
"Good, I guess I could always count on you, Newt." Mia said with a smile
Newt smiles back, "Definitely, Mia. I like this. Just talking alone, just the two of us. It's nice."
"Well, we should do it more often." Mia chuckled and Newt replied, "Our talks will be like our thing."
Mia laid her head on his shoulder and responded, "Definitely."