9. private

*NEWT'S POV*

i find jorge and y/n talking around a fire. just them, sitting opposite each other. i start to walk over, then pulled to the side. "leave them. they're discussing something privately". brenda whispers to me still holding the sleeve of my shirt. i look back over at the two by the fire, noticing y/n looking straight at us. her left eyebrow is raised as she gives brenda a glare. she looks go of my shirt and walks towards her tent. "what do you mean by private?". i run up to her, walking the same pace as her. she stops and looks at me. "how would i know? it's private".

brenda continues to walk away. i head back to my tent, plopping myself onto the bed. it wasn't comfortable but it was still better than the hammocks we slept on back in the glade. my mind drifts off as memories from when i first arrive at the glade appears in my mind. i switch back into reality as y/n sits down beside me on the bed. she grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. "what are you thinking about babe?". i kiss her hand and look her in her (e/c) eyes. a soft smile appears on her face, her cheeks slowly going red. "just about the glade. before you came along". she lays down, her chest against my back. her heart was beating quite fast, like she was anxious to tell me something.

she wraps her arm over my hip to grab my hand. "what's wrong love?". she sits up, letting go of my hand. "y/n?". she faces her head down at her legs, her fingers fiddling with the thread on her shirt. she looks over at me and tries to force a smile through her sadness, only to fail. "we have a new plan to get minho back". i smile at her, hoping to cheer her up. "but not for another week". she gets off the bed and paces around the tent, biting her nails then placing her hand on her chin. "i know we were going try to get him back like tomorrow but this is better". we sat in silence when i pull her back, laying her beside me. my arms tighten around her waist, my head on her shoulder and her hands brushing against mine.

we sit around the camp fire as dark blues and black takes over the sky. we all ate leftover fried beans from lunch for dinner frypan made. the fire is sizzling, heating us all up fairly quickly. my arm resting over y/n's shoulder, her head resting on mine. she lifts it up and looks around at everyone. "we worked a better plan to rescue everyone". she stands up and looks over at thomas. "we found a train that is heading to wicked with all the immunes". they all look at her, as do i. she pulls the ends of her long-sleeved down to cover her hands. "it will be passing through an area 5 kilometres away from here in a week". she walks off, not looking back.

*THOMAS' POV*

i follow her up the cliff, calling her name repeatedly. "it's the better plan thomas so you don't need to get pissy!". i grab her wrist and turn her around. "i'm not pissed. i'm actually amazed y/n". her facial expression changes in a split second. i let her wrist go and we sit on large rocks. "how did you find this out?". her eyes look into mine, her hands dropping to her hold her knees. "i remembers from when i worked with them. with wicked. i remember them saying they were gonna use those tracks on the 18th to transport the new immunes...which is in 6 months time".

i look over at her, staring off at the others by the fire."we should probably hear back, i wanna go to bed". we walk down the cliff and she heads to her tent. i go back to everyone else, sitting on a log and staring into the orange and yellow flames as everyone tells their stories of their biggest journey, newt talking about escaping the glade through the maze. 'that shucking maze!'.