4-My name is

I was officially a med-jack after experiencing all the jobs. Minho wouldn't accept me as a runner after what took place. Winston was disappointed, but would rather trust me than Clint and Jeff.

"I'm so glad you became a med-jack! We could seriously use extra hands around here." Clint said as I walked into the huge tent that was where we treat everyone. They told me since I was a girl, they put in to rest in the homestead last time incase the boys were actually dumb enough to do something. Which they told me to not even ask, because of course there were boys dumb enough to.

"Clint, I know you're keeper of the med-jacks but you two have seriously got to keep things clean! What if someone gets infected because of all this mess!" I shouted as the two boys lowered their heads in defeat.

"Wow, Greenie's already got these two in check." Minho said entering the tent chuckling.

"Slim it." Clint said and Jeff rolled his eyes at Minho's entrance.

"What are you even doing here anyways. Don't you have to run? We med-jacks are busy, so shoo!" I said and turned back to Clint and Jeff. "Cleaning. Now." I said and the two got to work.

"Fiesty. I like it." Minho said sending you a wink and left the tent. A blush crept onto your cheeks, but you went back to help the two clean everything.

It was lunch time, and we had almost everything sorted and cleaned. "You two go on ahead. Not really hungry. I'll finish up here." I said smiling at the two boys as they left for lunch. As I was in the middle of cleaning, Newt walked into the tent holding lunch for two in his hands.

"Clint." he said as he sat on the ground next to me. "Oh...I thought that they would hate me for making them do all of this." I said while taking the food Newt was handing me. He laughed and shook his head, "The both of them need someone like you to make sure they don't kill us. Since they were the only two who would be able to help us if we were injured." Newt said and started eating beside me.

"Greenie, here's some lun-" Clint said walking into the tent with jeff holding a plate of food for me. Both Newt and I started laughing, and called them over to sit with us. "We can all share. Just don't tell Frypan that we took an extra plate." I said giggling and shushed them with my finger to my lips.

After lunch was over, and we had finished cleaning everything. "Thanks greenie." Clint said. I looked up surprised, and confused. He smirked at my reaction. "For bringing life to the glade." he said. Okay, now I'm even more confused.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"Before you came...everyone was so lifeless and was so focused on only trying to find a way out, that bonfires became excuses to escape the reality we lived in. Other than that, everyone was probably just a little dead on the inside, and lost all hope." Jeff spoke as he propped himself on one of the beds and laid down.

"When you came, you gave everyone something new. Winston now has better ways to kill the animals. Zart has a better watering system after you made Gally build it from him. Gally himself now gets along better with us, like he used to before he got stung.

"Stung?" I asked.

"Yeah didn't Alby fill you in?" Clint said. I shook my head. "When a griever gets to you and stings you with some sort of needle. It's like poison, but the creators always sends a serum to stop it. Yet, it only matters if we med-jacks are able to give it to the person in time. If not, they're as good as dead and are banished." he said.

"Banished?" i asked again, like seriously how much did Alby and Newt leave out while explaining this place to me!

"It's the worst punishment that anyone could receive here. They're pushed out into the maze at night." Clint said.

"But no one has made through the night!" I said shocked. Then realization hit me, they were left to die by those grievers out there. "No way." I said shakily and sat on the other bed to keep from falling on my shaking legs. "Why can't they just be put in the slammer for a longer period of time?" I asked. Clint shrugged his shoulders, "Rules were already here before I arrived." he said.

"Come on now. Since there's no one to tend to, let's go and help the others." Clint said and walked out the tent with Jeff following him. I quickly made my way out as well. The sun was starting to set and runners were coming back from the maze. I spotted Minho as he entered the maze. I don't know if he could sense me staring, but he looked my direction and waved. I waved back and watched as he disappeared into the mapping room.

"Your eyes are going to pop out if you keep staring any longer." Gally said from beside me. Startled I backed away and look at him. Only to see him hold out his hand which was bleeding. "Dumb shank forgot how to use a shucking hammer." he said as I walked him into the tent.

"Sit." I said pointing to the bed. He hopped on and watched me as I walked around the tent to find all the things I needed. "Still don't remember your name? It's been like 2 weeks now greenie." he said suspicious.

"Still no name...but hold still." I said as I grabbed his injured hand and poured alcohol on the injured spot. Gally swearing and holding in his screams. I quickly wiped off the blood surrounding the area. "Since you're a big baby, I'll numb your hand." I said smirking as he smiled slightly. I injected the the numbing stuff by a syringe, and started to stitch his hand. We didn't speak as I was stitching him up, but eventually he broke the silence.

"How come you aren't in my memories?" he said.

"Memories? What are you talking about? You remember stuff?" I said surprised and confused. He nodded his head and continued speaking, "But you aren't there. I see almost everyone else from the glade there, but not you."

"Did this happen after you were stung?" I asked, and he looked alarm.

"How did you know?" he said as he started to breathe heavily from getting angry.

"Calm down. Clint told me on accident because Newt and Alby didn't say klunk about getting stung or banishing others." I said as I finish stitching him up. "You seriously need to work on your anger issues." I said while throwing away the bloody cotton wipes, and throwing the needle into a plastic bin to later clean by boiling the shuck out of it.

"It's not that I have anger issues...sometimes my body just acts out on its own. I can't even control it." he said getting off the bed, standing. "It all started happening after I got stung too, but less frequently after you arrived." he said with a crooked smile.

"Aww how shucking sweet the two of you are." Minho said smiling ashe entered the tent. Gally rolled his eyes and was about to leave.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm not done with you, and Minho out. A person is getting treated at the moment. If you're not injured stay out." I said to see Gally smirking and Minho knoting his eyebrows in frustration, but left the tent after muttering something to himself. I grabbed Gally's hand, as he flinched from my strong grip, and covered his hand injured hand in wound dressing.

"Come back in a week. I'll get those stitches out. Remember to try and not wet your hand. If it helps, tell the builders that I said you had to sit out and not use your hands. Anyone has a problem, tell them to come and talk to me." I said smiling with my hands on my hips. Gally thanked me and left.

"Hurry up." I heard Minho's voice whine from outside the tent. I chuckled and popped my head out to see him leaning against a tree that was near the tent. He smirked as he saw me, and walked over towards me. "Let's get some dinner." he said.

"You could have gone without me." I said confused as to why he would wait for me.

"Well then who's going to make your heart feel-" I covered his mouth, glaring at him. "One more word and I'm going to hit you where it hurts the most." I threatened him. He chuckled and took my wrist into his hand, "Come on. I'm starvin Ji-ho." he said.

Suzy.

"Suzy." I said as if I was in a trance. Minho looked at me shocked but also a little terrified. "What did you just say?" he asked.

"Suzy...that's my name!" I said excited because I've been nameless for about 2 weeks. Minho puts his hands on my shoulders and looks me dead in the eye, no smiles. "No your name is Ji-ho. You told me so yourself." Minho said; as I became even more confused of my own identity.