The Mission Comes To An End

After almost being blown up too many times to count, I finally reach Thomas and Newt. My face drains of all colour at the sight of Newt attacking Thomas with a knife. I rush forward, grabbing onto Newt and pulling him away from Thomas. 

"Newt. Stop!" I shout. Newt struggles against me. He's able to free himself from my restraint, raising the knife above his head. A look of complete horror forms across my face as Newt attempts to stab himself in the chest. "Don't, please!". 

I step towards Newt, desperately trying to wrestle the knife from him. Thomas comes up behind and hits Newt on the head with his gun, knocking him unconscious. Newt drops to the ground, but I still at the sharp pain in my lower stomach. 

"Quick, Maddie. Give me the cure!" Thomas says to me. I shakily hand him the cure, looking down to see the knife planted deep into my skin. I watch as Thomas injects the cure into Newt, and he lets out a sigh of relief as an unconscious Newt's breathing seems to instantly calm. 

"You got here just in time. Thank you, Maddie. We did it" Thomas says, staring at Newt. He brushes Newt's hair from his face affectionately. The pain in my lower stomach starts to become unbearable, and I start to become dizzy as the blood leaks from the wound. 

"T-Thomas" I manage to whisper shakily. 

Thomas looks up to me, and instantly pales at the sight of the knife buried into my skin. "Maddie. No, no, no. Madeline, hey" Thomas says, catching me as I fall back, his voice frantic and face panicked. 

I hiss as he lays me on the ground, staring at my wound. "I-it hurts" I tell him, my tears falling freely as he tears up. 

"Madeline, don't shut your eyes, okay?" He orders me, his voice wavering. 

"I-I did it. I s-saved him, T-Tommy" I say, dazed from blood loss. 

I did it. I kept my promise.

Brenda's Pov:

I finally reach Madeline, Thomas and Newt, but my heart stops at the sight of Madeline on the ground with a knife embedded in a deep stab wound in her lower stomach. I rush over to them, dropping next to Thomas and grabbing Madeline's hand. I can't stop the tears that begin to soak my face, and I don't even realise that Gally, Minho and Frypan have made it here too. 

"Maddie! What happened?!" I ask Thomas, grabbing Madeline's hand. 

"S-she stopped Newt from stabbing himself, b-but she-" Thomas cuts himself off as he sobs. 

"I k-kept my... promise" Madeline says, her breathes shaky. Her eyes flutter, trying to close. This can't happen. Not to her. 

"Don't close your eyes, Madeline. Please don't close them" I beg, squeezing her hand as I cry. 

I hear Gally shout as he drops next to Maddie, cradling her head in his hands. I glance at Newt when he shifts, slowly coming to. He slowly gets up, with the help of Fry and Minho, who bring him over to us. Their eyes are full of unshed tears as they stare at Madeline, and I watch as Newt's face twists in anguish, and guilt. 

"Madeline" Newt whispers, his voice hoarse and full of regret. 

Gally's Pov:

"What the hell happened?!" I shout at Thomas, who's still sobbing as he stares at Maddie. I turn my head back to Madeline, who's slowly slipping away. "Come on, Madeline. Stay awake" I beg, my eyes involuntarily watering. I cup her face in my hands, using my thumbs to rub soothing circles on her cheeks. 

Why her? Why does it have to be my Madeline?

"Gally.... G-Gally?" Madeline whispers to me. 

"I'm here, Mads. I'm right here" I tell her softly, my tears dropping and landing on her face. 

"It's... gonna b-be... okay" She says to me, gasping for breath. 

"Don't you dare give up on me, Madeline. Don't even think a-about it" I say, choking through my sobs. She gives me a watery smile that shatters my heart into a million pieces. 

"Maddie" Fry chokes as he cries, grabbing her other hand. Minho and Newt drop next to him, all of us surrounding her. 

"F-Frypan... brother, l-look... after them" She tells him. 

"I promise I will, sister. Just keep fighting for us, yeah?" Fry asks her, letting Minho take her hand next. 

Newt lets out a strangled cry "I'm so sorry, Madeline. I-It-s all my fault. I'm sorry" Newt apologises, his body shaking. 

What did he do?

She just smiles at him. "Not your... fault. I-I did it... t-to save you" She struggles to reply. "I-I'd do it... a-again". She turns to Minho next. "M-Minho". 

Minho struggles to fight back his tears. His brows furrowed in frustration and grief. "Don't you dare say goodbye. You hear me? You're not getting away that easily. You're not leaving me like Ben did" He says firmly, but his voice wavers as he tries to keep his tears at bay. 

"I-I'll tell... him... y-you said h-hi" She says, her laugh barely audible due to her lack of oxygen. 

"Madeline, baby, I love you. I love you so much. Don't leave me here, please. I n-need you here. I was gonna ask you to be-" I can barely say, my voice cracking. "My girlfriend". 

"I-I love y-you... too. M-my answer... w-would've b-been yes" She tells me. I drop my head, kissing her deeply, savouring the taste of her before pulling away. She smiles at me sadly, and then addresses all of us. 

"I l-love.. you a-all. L-look a-after... my u-uncle" She says, looking at Brenda. "P-promise me". 

"We promise" Brenda says between cries. 

I panic as Madeline's eyes flutter closed. I don't notice Thomas storming off in anger, or the other's on their knees in tears. 

"Stay awake, Madeline! Please don't leave me!" I beg, but her eyes are already closed. I feel for her pulse, and it's so faint but not completely gone. 

No. No, no. This can't happen. I just got her back. 

I pick her up bridal style, holding her tight in my arms. Her body starts to feel cold. I can't bear to leave her. 

"Come on. We're taking her back. Now!" I shout to the others, before sprinting off with her in my arms. Her pulse isn't completely gone yet. She's not gone. I need to get her back to Jorge and Vince. I refuse to believe that I will have to live in this cruel, fucked up world without her. The others are quick to follow, but this time, I don't take cover from the explosions. This time, it's me being reckless to save the one I love. 

Thomas' Pov:

I bolted towards the building the second after I watched Madeline slip away. I'm going to find Ava Paige, and kill her once and for all. She's the cause of me almost losing Newt, and the reason why Madeline died. I won't let her escape. Not a chance. I need to know if what Teresa announced was true. Can I permanently cure Newt? Could I have prevented all of this and Madeline's death by curing him with my blood? 

I find Ava Paige standing alone in a deserted hallway, overlooking the destruction of the city. I raise my gun, keeping it tight in my grip as I aim it at her heart. She turns to me when she hears the gun cocking. I ignore the tremble in my hand. 

"Is it true? Newt, can I save him? Could I have prevented it... Madeline's death? Could I have cured him all this damn time?" I ask, feeling more tears slip down my face. 

"You can save us all" Ava replies to me. I stare at her for a moment, and despite my want for revenge, I drop the gun to the floor. I give up fighting. I've lost too much, caused too many deaths to have any fight left in me. Ava slowly walks towards me as I sob, her face showing something that catches me off guard. Sorrow. 

"It's okay" She tells me softly. 

"Just leave the others alone" I tell her, not wanting them to lose anyone else. They don't need to be dragged into this shit anymore. 

"I promise" She says with a small smile. I can tell her words are genuine, which gives me a small form of relief. No more friends dying because of me. "I will-". I don't get to here what she has to say next, because the echo of a gunshot rings through the corridor. Ava gasps, and to my shock, drops to the floor. Her blood begins to pool around her body, and I look up to see Janson walking towards me with his gun raised, and a wicked smirk on his face. 

He stabs something into my neck, I reach for it, pulling it out of my neck and feeling myself collapse to the ground. I try to reach for my gun, but Janson uses his foot to slide it away. 

"Oh Thomas. You should have run" He tells me.

I try to fight it, but I feel myself slowly, but surely, falling unconscious. After a few seconds of fighting... everything goes dark.

Gally's Pov:

Even with only one good lung, I'm able to reach the berg before the others. I see Jorge waiting, and his face drops at the sight of his niece in my arms. 

"Jorge! I need a first aid kit, or any fucking medical supplies you got. Get Vince!" I shout desperately to him. He tears his eyes away from Madeline, disappearing into the berg, calling for Vince. I don't stop until I'm in the berg. I ignore the scared kids sitting inside, and slowly lower Madeline to the ground. I feel for her pulse, and to my horror it is even fainter than it was before. 

She's almost gone.

Brenda, Newt, Frypan, and Minho sprint onto the berg next. Minho keeps Newt steady, since he still seems to be weak from the virus. Jorge comes running back with medical supplies and Vince. They both drop down next to me, inspecting the wound. 

"What happened to her? What happened to my Magdalena" Jorge questions, looking pissed and stricken with grief.

"It was my fault" Newt says in tears. Jorge doesn't hesitate to stand up and harshly grab Newt. The other boys shout at him, and Brenda tries to pull Jorge away from Newt. 

"It wasn't his fault! She saved him. He was trying to kill himself when he was turning, Jorge! She saved him!" Brenda shouts, finally able to push Jorge away from Newt. 

"It was an accident. S-she twisted the knife right when I was about to-" Newt pauses, swallowing hard. "But it stabbed her instead. I'm sorry. I wish she hadn't stopped me". 

"You know Madeline well. You know that she wouldn't have stood there and done nothing to stop him" Minho adds, his tone grim and filled with sadness. 

Jorge stares at them for a moment. His eyes are brimming with tears that he doesn't let fall. He lets out a sigh and then drops down next to Vince once more. "I know. Sorry Newt". 

"Don't be" Newt replies lowly, watching as Vince sets everything up and feels for her pulse. 

"Her pulse is hardly there. We need to take the knife out and stitch this up fast" Vince informs us, turning to Jorge. "This isn't gonna be pretty, Jorge. Maybe you should turn around". 

"No. I need to do it. I'm not gonna sit here and not help her" Jorge says, carefully wrapping his hand around the handle of the knife. Jorge glances at me. "Are you gonna keep hold of her hand?". 

"I'm not letting go for a second, sir" I reply, keeping a firm hols of her hand. Everyone grimaces when Jorge slowly pulls the knife out of her lower stomach, then he immediately covers the wound as more blood tries to seep out. 

Vince gets hold of a clean cloth, putting some alcohol on it to clean the wound. "Once I've cleaned it a bit, put your hands straight back on it until I'm ready to stitch it up", he orders Jorge, who nods, keeping his gaze on Madeline's face. 

Keep fighting, my love. Just for a little longer.

Vince cleans the area swiftly, and then the men work together to stitch her back up. Once they're all done, Vince pulls out an oxygen mask from his bag of medical supplies, setting it up and placing it over her mouth and nose. "With any luck, she'll take a small breath any moment". 

"And if she doesn't?" Brenda asks, staring at Madeline. My jaw clenches at her question. 

She will. 

Vince doesn't answer her, but his facial expression tells us everything that we need to know. 

 A second goes by. 

Then ten seconds. 

Come on Madeline. 

We reach thirty, and she still doesn't take a breath. 

Forty seconds. 

Fifty seconds. 

Nothing. 

A minute goes by, and Jorge lowers his head in defeat. Vince puts a hand on his shoulder, and the others drop to their knees. I let more tears fall, squeezing her hand whilst my shoulders shake. 

But then-

She takes a small breath. It's so small that I barely catch it. 

Maybe my eyes are tricking me.

I watch closely, then to my utter joy, she breathes again. This time, it's slightly longer. Another breath comes close after. 

"She made it" I whisper, my lips pulling into a relieved smile. Jorge stares at her again, and he lets a breath that he must've been holding. Vince checks her pulse, and nods at the others with a smile. 

"She's gonna be okay?" Newt asks, his voice filled with hope. 

"I don't know when she'll wake up, and she'll have to be checked when we get back to base. But, she'll be okay" Vince says, certain. 

Brenda pulls Jorge into a hug. Newt lets out a sob of relief and pulls Minho and Fry into a hug. They look at me to join, but I just shake my head. I refuse to let go of her. Jorge helps me place her on one of the benches, and he strokes her hair. 

"We should go and find Thomas" Minho says to us. 

"You stay with her, Hermano. I have to fly this thing" Jorge orders me. As if I would leave her. 

"You couldn't make me leave her, even if you threatened my life" I reply, earning a small grin from the man. 

Wow, he's warming up to me. It only took his daughter almost dying, but at least I have his approval now. 

We fly around for a while. I stay by Madeline's side the whole time. I only look away from her when the large berg door opens, revealing an injured Thomas and Teresa on the roof of the WCKD building. The others manage to pull Thomas onto the berg, after he's pushed to them by Teresa. I watch in slight shock as she refuses everyone's reaching hands, letting herself go down with the building as it collapses. Vince tends to Thomas, who looks to have a gunshot wound to his torso as Jorge flies us out of the city. Once Thomas is bandaged up, He is laid right near Madeline, with Newt holding onto his hand, refusing to let go. 

For the rest of the journey, Newt and I keep a firm hold of our loved ones until we get back to The Right Arm base. I keep my gaze on Madeline, and then turn to gain the attention of the others. 

"Hey, shuckfaces" I call out to them. 

"That's rude" Minho huffs. 

I narrow my eyes at him. "I don't care, but when Madeline wakes up, I'm gonna need a favour from you all". 

"Let me guess. You're going to finally ask her to be your girlfriend officially" Newt says with a smirk. 

"It's about damn time" Brenda says with a smile. 

"We're in" Fry adds with a grin. 

"I have one condition" Newt says, causing me to look at him. 

"And what's that?" I ask in annoyance. 

"You have to wait for Tommy to wake up. He'll be pissed if he misses this" Newt says, looking down at Thomas. 

I huff. "Fine. We'll wait for the greenie to wake up too, but if he's out for too long, we do it without him" I say, not wanting to have to wait too much longer. 

"Deal" Newt says with a small smile. "Gally, I'm really sorry about what happened to her". 

"Don't be. You was half out of your mind. I've been there, and well... the guilt eats you alive" I say to him. Newt nods in understanding, both of our minds going to Chuck. 

I'm going to make everything up to her when she wakes up. I'll never leave her side again. 

Author's Note:

So, I couldn't kill Newt because I'm still grieving the fact that Chuck isn't here with Madeline. The last part of The Death Cure is going to be part of the Epilogue, which I will post tomorrow night at the latest. 

I hope that you enjoyed the chapter, and remember to look after yourselves. 

Xxxx