Chapter 16

Newt placed a hand on her shoulder and Emily turned to face him.

A million things were running through their heads at the speed of light.

"What now? Newt asked, feeling excited and scared at the same time.

"I should go through it and check shouldn't I..." Emily asked, her heart pounding.

"Are you out of your mind! There's no way I can let your go in there on your own! What if it's the freaking Griever hole ?" Newt exclaimed, absolutely certain he wasn't going to let Emily do it herself.

"Well you obviously can't come with me now can you?" Emily shot back, pointedly looking at his gash wound.

"I'm alright. I can do it." Newt said.

"What if it's the freaking Griever Hole!" Emily replied in the same way Newt had said it.

Newt narrowed his eyes at Emily and shook his head.

"Then we close it and go get the others." Newt said firmly, and Emily silently agreed.

As much as she wanted to be brave for Newt, this unexplored teritory shook her to the bones.

Emil returned to her spot beside Newt, and leaned on his shoulder.

"This could be our way out, Newt." She whispered, as he drew circles on her palm once again.

"Yeah I know! It's amazing... all these years...you're one lucky charm Em..." He smiled, as he kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer.

Emily sighed, and sunk into Newt's side.

Her head was buzzing with so many thoughts and questions it was driving her insane.

But she didn't say a word.

Just hearing the joy in Newt's voice - like she'd never heard before, made  her happier than she thought she could be.

He's so happy.

We finally did it.

We're getting out.

Awhile later, they heard noise above them.

Their hearts started to hammer against their chests, determined to smash through the ribcage.

Newt shot Emily a look. They were both thinking the same thing.

Then, they heard a very faint shout.

Newt furrowed his eyebrows, trying to hear better.

Then the shouts became clearer.

"Newt!! Emily!! Where in shucking heavens are you!!!"

"Minho!" Newt exclaimed as he jumped up on his feet, not caring if he further injured himself.

"Minho!!" Emily yelled, hoping he would hear them. They needed a rope or ladder of sorts to get out.

A few moments later, a rope slithered through the hole, and in came Minho.

"Nice to see you again shanks!" Minho beamed, then his smile faltered when he saw Newt's wound.

"Whoa.. man are you- " before he could even complete his sentence Newt cut him off.

"I'm fine- look. Minho. I think we just found a way out of here." Newt said.

"What the shucking Grievers." Minho breathed, too shocked for more than a short sentence.

Emily nodded at Minho to follow her, and she led him to the entrance she found.

"It's an underground tunnel of sorts. We think this might be our way out." Emily explained.

"But... it could also be the Griever nest - and heaven knows what we would do if it was." Newt shook his head.

"Insane....all these years of running about the maze and the damn exit was underground the whole time!" Minho exclaimed, sounding frustrated and amazed at the same time.

"We gotta check this out. But first, let's get you guys outta here. We'll come back first think tomorrow." Minho promises, as he calls for the other runners to wait at the entrance of the little cave they were stuck in.

Soon enough, the runners were headed back to the Glade, along with Emily and Newt.

"What in the world happened to you guys?!" Alby yelled as soon as he caught sight of Newt and Emily.

"Long story...I'll fill you in. But these two need a place to rest and medical attention ASAP." Minho intercepted the conversation and pushed Emily and Newt through the crowd of Gladers that we starting to gather.

Once at the homestead, he ushered them into one of the rooms with two separate single beds, and allowed them to rest.

"I'll be sending in a medjack soon... hope this arrangement isn't too inappropriate or anything..." Minho smirked as he walked off to get one of the Medjacks.

Newt shook his head at Minho, but as soon as he was out of sight, Newt lay down on his bed and let out a deep sigh.

"This has been insane." Newt says to himself as he lay on his back, arms clasped and resting on his chest.

Emily hesitated for a moment before deciding to go over to Newt's side.

Just as she was about to move, they heard three sharp knocks on the door, and in came the Medjacks.

There were two medjacks - one for each of them.

Emily was so tired that she almost drifted off to sleep while they were checking on her.

They poked and prodded her arms and legs, gently checking for any visible cuts and bruises,

but Emily was too tired to notice. She turned her head to face Newt, and saw the same worn out expression scrawled all over his face.

She sighed inwardly and closed her eyes.

"I have to speak to him.

This could be the last day we ever have together.

I need to." She thought as she closed her eyes.

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The next time Newt opened his eyes, it was dark out.

The sky was now a deep midnight blue, the only light coming from the full moon outside.

"Em..." he whispered.

"Em... you awake?" He whispered again, this time a little louder.

Emily turned to face him, and the sound of the wooden bed frame creaking under her weight cut the still silence resounding though the Glade.

"What's up?" She whispered back.

"Come here for a moment will you?" Newt pleaded.

He could roughly make out her silhouette as she walked towards him, arms outstretched in case she banged into anything.

Newt stuck his hand out towards her and slowly guided her onto his bed, where he shifted back to make space for her.

She lied beside him as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to himself such that Emily's back was now pressing against Newt's chest.

"I'm scared Em." Newt whispered into her ear, creating a trail of goosebumps up her arm.

Emily could hear the anxiety, the worry, the pain behind his words - feelings she understood all too well.

"Newt... what if.... what if we get out and we're separated? What if we never see each other again?" Emily asked, afraid to hear the answer.

" I don't know... I honestly have no idea what's going to happen to us. And who's the say the world outside the Glade is going to be any better?" Newt's voice shook slightly as he felt the weight of those words.

All of a sudden, Emily started to shake as sobs escaped her lips.

"Hey hey....Em, don't cry... " Newt cooed as he spun her around such that they were now facing each other.

He gently stroked her back and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"I can't lose you Newt. I need you so so so much..." Emily sobbed, her voice muffled as she buried her face in his chest.

"It's going to be fine Em... I'll never leave your side." Newt said in an attempt to calm her down.

"We don't know for sure Newt. Tomorrow... anything could happen. We might not even get out of the Gl-" before she could finish her sentence Newt clasped his hand over her mouth.

"Em. Listen to me. I will make sure you get out safe tomorrow. Don't you even worry about that." He assured her, as he stroked her hair.

"That's precisely it Newt. I can't live without you. I'd rather die than survive without you. Newt.... I...I love you." Emily confessed as she tried to control her breathing.

Instantly, Newt cupped her cheek with one hand and pulled her face to his, sealing her lips with a kiss.

Their lips moved in perfect synchronisation, following the pulsing  beat of their hearts.

Emily's  hand explored his back and she drew nearer to him, yearning for his presence.

Newt traced Emily's waistline and drew small circles on her tummy, making her insides flip and do cartwheels.

As they pulled away to catch their breaths, Newt rested his forehead on hers.

"I love you more." He breathed, before capturing Emily's lips once more.

-------A/N

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