(a bonus chapter to the previous 'thomas when' before this chapter)
From the moment your heart stopped beating, you felt your consciousness leave your body and suddenly you were aware of everything around you— yet no one could see or hear you.
You had to watch as Thomas wept over your body, and as your friends had to drag him away to the safety of the boat that would take them to paradise.
Following them, you sat besides Thomas, wanting so desperately to be able to comfort him, yet as you reached out for him your hand travelled straight through him.
"It won't work, we've already tried that." A voice said from behind you. As you turned around you were faced with two figures similar to yours, translucent apparitions of Newt and Teresa.
"W-wait... you both died?" You asked, shocked.
"Yeah." Teresa said sadly.
You remained quiet for a moment before finally speaking, "oh," You said sadly, you had no idea what else to say, "what made you both come here?"
Teresa and Newt glanced at each other, "Thomas." They both said at the same time.
"And the other gladers." Newt added.
"Me too," You sighed, glancing at Thomas before joining the other two, "so what do we do?"
Newt shrugged, "I think we just watch, there's nothing we can do."
A horn sounded making you jump slightly, the three of you rushed to the front of the boat following the others as they looked at the island in front of them— paradise.
The others and the gladers disembarked the ship in groups, yourself, Newt and Teresa followed the last group consisting of Thomas, Minho and Sonya.
Something Newt had never found out when he was alive was that he had a sister, you only found out moments before your death and you weren't sure how to tell him. Thomas knew too after finding out this information from WCKD but he'd been too focused on trying to save his friends life that he'd forgot to tell him.
You noticed Newt looking at Sonya as if he was trying to figure out something.
"Newt..." you said, drawing his attention to you.
"Yeah?"
"There's something you should know," You said, "whilst Thomas was in the WCKD headquarters, he found some files... and he found out that you have a sister."
His eyes widened at the information, "I do?"
You glanced at Sonya who was looking towards the island ahead of you, Newt watched your eyes trail towards her and let out an audible gasp as if he was remembering something.
"That's why I always thought she looked familiar." He said quietly.
"I'm sorry you found out too late." You replied.
"It's okay... thank you for telling me." Newt said, looking away for the rest of the journey.
When the small boat finally reached the shore, the gladers hopped out and practically worshipped the ground they'd landed on.
"Finally!" Minho exclaimed, glad they were finally safe.
Days and Nights passed as the three of you watched the gladers and others settle into their new home. All you could do was watch, you badly wanted Thomas to notice you were there, but nothing worked.
One day whilst you were watching Thomas chop some wood for the bonfire, Newt appeared besides you and sighed, muttering about how he was chopping the wood wrong.
You turned to him, "do you ever miss the maze?"
Newt didn't seem surprised by the question, "sometimes. I don't miss the place, but I miss the people we lost, I miss the simpler times."
You nodded, "me too."
Despite not being in the same maze, you were in the girls only maze, with the exception of Aris.
You'd met Thomas in the scorch, and from then on you ended up falling for each other and he made a promise to himself to protect you— yet he failed on his promise as you got bitten by a crank, he'd tried to save you but before you turned your body couldn't cope and you became ill, eventually dying in his arms one night.
All the times you watched him, you hadn't seen him read the letter you'd given him, but that night as you wandered the beach you saw him sat alone besides the Bon fire with your letter in his hands.
You sat besides him as he read it, tears falling down his cheeks as he did, you reached out for him but instantly pulled back, knowing he wouldn't feel your touch. It was the worst thing you'd ever experienced, wanted to reach for him and touch him one last time, but you couldn't.
Every night since the first night he read your letter, you saw him read it before he went to sleep— keeping you in his memory. And you kept your promise to watch over him, despite the fact that you couldn't do anything.
As time went on and you watched your friends develop new friendships, and Thomas fall in love with someone else, which hurt but you knew it was what he needed to do. He was happy and that was all you cared about, but one thing that didn't change was that he never stopped reading your letter.
Years passed and your friends grew old, yet yourself, Teresa (who you'd developed a beautiful friendship with, as well as with Newt) and Newt stayed the age you were when you all died.
Newt always watched over Sonya, checking that she was happy. Teresa looked over everyone, just glad that they were happy and safe. Yet the only person you cared that was safe was Thomas, over the years he'd felt a growing presence around him, and somehow... a part of him knew that you were there.
The day finally came when you had to watch the love of your life pass away peacefully. That night you were overlooking the beach, watching the waves lap against the shore, when you felt another presence behind you.
"Y/n." You heard the familiar voice of Thomas behind you.
As you turned around you saw Thomas as his younger self, "Thomas." You breathed out, an overwhelming relief rushed through your body as you finally heard him saying your name again.
"I've missed you every single day." He said, walking closer to you so that he now stood besides you, looking down at you as he towered over you.
"I've missed you too..." you replied.
"Have you been here the whole time?" He asked.
You nodded, "ever since you arrived."
A small smile flickered onto his lips, "I can't believe I'm finally seeing you again."
"Just hearing you say my name again is all I've wanted all these years." You smiled up at him, gazing into his honey-brown eyes that still stood out despite his now translucent apparition like you.
Thomas's smile widened as he reached up to stroke your cheek, finally feeling his touch again after so many years sent shivers through your body.
"Would it be wrong if I kissed you?" He asked.
You shook your head as he leaned down slowly, his lips pressing against yours— despite not being able to feel it like when you were alive, you could still feel the sensation of being kissed and it was the most amazing feeling you'd ever experienced.
When you broke apart, you heard someone clear their throat.
Newt stood in front of you both, Thomas's face lit up as he saw his best friend, "hello, old friend." Thomas said.
"Hello, mate," Newt replied, a smirk flickered on his lips before he gave in and hugged Thomas, "it's been a while."
Teresa soon showed up and the four of you were finally reunited, and when Minho passed away he completed your group.
You could all finally be at peace, living on the island of paradise, together and happy at last.
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sooo this was sad but happy too!
hope you all enjoyed. xoxo