December 5th 1996

     "Did you see him?" El whispered loudly as the two girls pressed their backs against the wall.

     "Yeah, he's blonde, kinda skinny."

     "Did he go to his room?"

     Kis nodded.

     "Is the professor gone?"

     Another nod.

    "Okay, let's go."

     The two girls snuck across the hallway, exchanging a look before knocking on the door down the hall from theirs.

     There was a long period of silence then the door hesitantly opened.

     "Hello?"

     El smiled and stuck out her hand. "Hi I'm El and this is my friend, Kismet but I call her Kis."

     The boy looked between them, uncertainty plastered across his face.

     "This is the part where you tell us your name," Kis said as she crossed her arms.

     "The stone guy calls me Newt."

     "Newt?"

     He nodded as he pushed his too long hair out of his eyes.

     "Well Newt, we wanna show you something, come with us."

     Kis swore she saw the blonde boy smile as he let the door close behind them and hurried after them down the hall.

August 2nd, 2002

4:50 pm

     "Stop it Newt!" Thomas laughed as he tried to push the blonde boy away.

     Newt pouted then placed another kiss on his cheek. "Am I not allowed to kiss you anymore?"

     "We have training to go to!" Thomas whined as Newt kept peppering his face with kisses.

     Newt winked at his and squeezed his hip. "I can think of better things we could be doing."

     Thomas rolled his eyes but made no effort to push Newt off him.

     "If we miss Hank will have our heads."

     Newt dramatically gasped. "Oh no! Not Hank! The most terrifying man of all times!"

     "You're an ass."

     Newt winked. "I like your ass."

     Thomas huffed but pulled Newt closer to him. "You know, for as small as you are you're unfairly warm."

     Newt smiled and squished Thomas' cheeks. "I live to be your personal heater."

     "What a great life," Thomas mumbled as Thomas smiled.

     "There are worse things in the world then being constantly pressed chest to chest with an unfairly sexy boy."

     "Would you stop." Thomas' cheeks flushed as he pressed his face into the crook of Newt's neck.

     "You love it."

     Thomas hummed softly and let out a breath. "We have to go to training."

     Newt groaned loudly and rolled off Thomas. "You're such a buzz kill, I was about to shove my hand down your pants too."

     Thomas rolled his eyes and pushed him slightly. "Are you ever not horny?"

     "No."

     Thomas snorted out a laugh as he got off the bed. "Go, get changed."

     Newt stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. "Boo."

     "Go!" Thomas insisted as he pointed at the door. "If you stay in here any longer we'll never leave."

     "Fine, but I get a kiss first."

    Thomas rolled his eyes and softly pressed his lips against Newt's. "Okay, now go, I'll meet you in the training room."

     "That wasn't a kiss that was more like a-"

     "Go you nuisance!" Thomas laughed as he hit Newt with a pillow.

     Newt stuck his tongue out-

     NEWT! WAKE THE FUCK UP!

     Newt shot up straight, his chest rising and falling quickly. He was sweaty and his head hurt.

     "What's going on? Where are we?"

     "In a fucking closet!" Kis hissed. Her hair was horribly messed up, probably from tugging on it, she tended to do that when she was nervous.

     "Why?"

     "Because you did your little pass out thing!"

     "There was someone out there, they left to find a key, we need to go now!" Kis said as she stood up and got a better grip on her gun. The panic was evident in her voice, it kinda freaked Newt out. He stood up and rubbed a sore spot on his hip.

     "I'm sorry guys, I don't know what happened. It was like I was getting slammed by memories."

     "It doesn't matter, we just need to go!" Kis snapped as she took her friend's hand.

     Minho nodded in agreement and took Newt's other hand, immediately going invisible.

     Kis pushed the door open slowly, peeking out into the hallway. "Okay let's go," she whispered before pushing out into the hallway and keeping her back flat against the wall.

     The other two followed. Minho softly closed the door behind him.

     "Well where to now?"

     "We need to find Thomas and El, do you have any idea where they may be holding them?"

     Kis' face visibly darkened. "Yeah, I do, follow me."

     "Wait where? How do you know?"

     The blonde girl met Newt's gaze. "Because I've been there before."

5:25 pm

     "Start em up!" Lisa yelled with an alarming amount of enthusiasm. "They're ready to go, my little soldiers."

     The guard looked at her hesitantly before going over to Thomas and tapping the soft spot on his neck. He did the same to El, flinching slightly when they both shot up from their spot on the floor. The skin covering the chip glowed a soft blue, an indication that it was working.

     Lisa looked like a child on Christmas as she placed an earpiece in her ear and grinned.

     "Thomas," she said sternly as she looked at her son.

     The boy turned to look at her, the confusion evident in his eyes.

     "Thomas I want you to break that chair." Lisa pointed to the one located in the far corner of the room.

     Thomas immediately took stance, letting the black smoke rise and run down his arms. It still was amazing, what he could do. Thomas was an absolute wonder. He aimed his hands at the chair. Lisa watched in awe as the ball shot from his hands, obliterating the chair.

     Lisa clasped her hands together. "It's perfect, they're perfect."

     The guard looked at her skeptically before carefully grabbing El and Thomas' upper arms. "Do you want me to put them back now?"

     Lisa nodded. "I need to figure out how to use them to get the invisible one here." Her face darkened. "And when he does get here, no one touches him okay? That's an order."

     The guard nodded before leaving the room with Thomas and El on his sides.

     "This is fucked up," he said softly as he led them down the corridor. "I'm so sorry guys. If I would have known this was the end result..."

     "Mister, can I ask you a question?" El piped up.

     "Yeah sure."

     "Where are we? And when did we get here?"

     The guard felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. "You're at WICKED which is an organization for uh...mutant affairs."

     She seemed satisfied with the answer and kept walking.

     "They reduced you to nothing didn't they, you're practically machines with powers huh?"

     "They took everything," Thomas said softly. "My head is empty and they can control me."

     "I'm sorry guys," The guard said as he swung open a big door and led the kids back to the cell they started in. "Well here we are, just let me know if you need anything." He lifted up his mask a bit and smiled softly at them. He had dark skin and warm brown eyes. "The names Fry if you need me."

     "Thank you!" El smiled as she walked into the cell and sat on the small makeshift bed.

     Thomas went in after her and watched as Fry closed the barred door and locked it.

     "El?" Thomas asked softly when the guard was out of ear shot and he was sure they were alone.

     "Yeah?"

      "How do I know you? I-I can't remember."

     El's expression fell. "I don't remember either."

     Thomas sat next to his friend and pulled his knees to his chest. He figured he was allowed to cry so Thomas sat there and sobbed into his kneecaps until he felt like throwing up.

6:00 pm

    "It's just a little farther will you calm the fuck down?!" Kis snapped as Minho asked her yet another pestering question.

     "There! It's right there!" She pointed to a large door at the end of the hall. "Just through there and we're good."

     The three hurried down the hall, pushing the massive door open and slipping in.

     "There's no guards in here, ever," Kis said as she dropped Newt's hand. The blonde boy was a little pale but he looked alright.

    "El?" Kis called out as she immediately made her way down the hall and started checking all the cells.

     "Hello?" A voice called out. Kis stopped dead in her tracks before sprinting over to a cell and dropping in front of it. "Oh my god El, you're okay."

     Kis was talking softly through the bars to who Newt assumed was El.

     Newt was at her side in an instant.

     "Tommy!" The relief hit Newt like a load of bricks in the chest when he saw the dark haired boy sitting on the floor with his head on his knees. He looked a little banged up but he was there and he was okay. Newt reached in between the bars. "Come here."

     Thomas cocked his head in slight confusion, but scooted over to Newt anyways. "Why do you call me Tommy?"

     "FUCK!" Kis screamed as she kicked the bars hard.

     Newt looked at Minho, motioning for him to handle whatever had happened. Newt wasn't listening to what they were talking about, he was too focused on his boy.

     "What do you mean baby? I always call you Tommy." Newt gently caressed the side of his face. "Are you hurt at all? Did they hurt you. I'll kill them if they did."

     Thomas stiffened as Newt touched his face. "A-are you gonna do bad things to me?"

     "Tommy, what are you goin on about now? It's me, I'd never hurt you."

     "I'm sorry," Thomas whispered as he leaned into Newt's gentle touches. He let his eyes flutter closed as Newt brushed his thumb across the soft skin under his ear. The breath Thomas let out told Newt whatever he was doing felt good. "I-I..."

     "What are you sorry for pretty boy?" Newt carefully cradled his lover's face as he stared at the small pout on his lips. Newt would have given anything to kiss those lips right then.

     "I don't know who you are."

     Newt felt his stomach drop, he felt winded and shaky. Like his worst fear materialized in front of him. He immediately dropped Thomas' face and backed up. "Thomas if this is a joke it's not fucking funn-"

     Newt saw the tears well up in Thomas' eyes and his heart broke. All his defenses crumbled and the only thing on his mind was don't let that precious boy be upset. He was back down by the bars in an instant, reaching in and cradling Thomas' face. "Hey, hey don't cry. Tommy come on now, don't cry you're okay."

     "I-I don't remember you, I don't remember anything."

     "Hey wait," Minho said as he pulled something out of his pocket. Kis was sitting on the floor, staring at the ground silently. Newt guessed they erased El's memories too.

     "I think this can open the cell."

     Newt stepped back and Minho swiped the card over the little black box, grinning when the bar door clicked open. Newt was pulling it open and tugging Thomas into his arms immediately.

     "I know you don't remember me," Newt said softly as he rubbed the shaking boy's back. "But I love you Tommy, I love you so fucking much and I was so worried about you."

     "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Thomas repeated over and over as he clutched onto Newt's clothes.

     "You don't have a thing to be sorry for." Newt pressed a soft kiss to the boy's temple, ignoring the tears rushing down his own cheeks. He never wanted to let go of the brunette boy, he was there, in his arms and alive. Newt pressed his face into his hair and pulled Thomas' body closer to his. He was probably freaking him out but Newt's sense was dulled at that moment, he had his boy back.

     "Who were you to me?" Thomas asked as he pulled back, a little uncomfortable with the touch, and looked at Newt's tear stained face.

     Newt almost laughed. "I was your boyfriend sweetheart."

     Suddenly Thomas pushed himself away from Newt and backed against the wall, his chest rising and falling at an alarming rate. "H-how do I know you're not lying?"

     Newt put his hands up. "Why would I lie to you Tommy?"

     "I-I d-don't-k-know-I can't remember anything-I-"

     "Fuck, Minho he's freaking out, get El out of  here."

     Thomas sank to the floor, his head in his hands.

     "Hey, hey Tommy, I'm gonna touch you okay?"

     The boy nodded and Newt gently took his hand and placed it over his chest. "Focus on my heartbeat okay and look at me."

     Newt covered Thomas' hand with his own and carefully ran his thumb over his knuckles.

     "Breathe with me alright? Can you do that?"

     Thomas breathed in with Newt which caused the blonde boy to smile. "There you go, not so bad huh?"

     Thomas' eyes kept flicking over Newt's face like he was trying desperately to lock onto something.

     "Hey look at my eyes."

     Thomas' gaze locked on his while Newt reached out with his other hand and rubbed Thomas' knee. "There you go, you're doing so good. You're okay, I promise."

     They did that for a while until Thomas' breathing returned to normal. He was shaken up but he was okay.

     "Tommy," Newt said softly as as kept stroking the boy's hand. "I know you have no reason to trust me, but I promise you with everything I have, that I'm not going to hurt you. I care about you Tommy, so much, you're my everything and I'll be damned if someone else touches you when I'm here."

     Thomas blinked at him and took in a shaky breath. "You really were my boyfriend?"

     Newt nodded. "I launched this whole rescue mission to save your dumbass."

     Thomas stayed silent.

     "Okay look, I'll lay off you for the rest of the time okay? I won't touch you or even talk to you, but please just let me take you out of here because WICKED is full of bad people who actually want to hurt you."

     "Okay," Thomas said softly as he slowly stood up. "Okay I'll go with you."

     Newt smiled and turned to leave the cell.

     "Uh you don't have to stop."

     "What?"

     "Touching me, you don't have to stop." Thomas looked at him with a soft red blush on his cheeks. "It makes me feel better, makes me feel safe."

     Newt smiled and carefully took his hand. "This okay?" Thomas nodded. "Okay, let's go."

     Thomas leaned his head on Newt's shoulder when they gathered with Minho and the girls. The poor boy looked exhausted, Newt wanted nothing more than to scoop him up and wrap him up in their bed and pepper him with soft kisses until he fell asleep. Newt wanted to hook his arm around his waist and rub that little spot on his hip that makes him relax immediately, but he didn't want to scare the boy. It was hard, how was he supposed to act around someone who owned his heart but couldn't even recall his name?

     "You're really nice to me," Thomas said softly as he squeezed Newt's hand.

     "Of course I am love." Newt gently patted his cheek. "No matter what, I'm always going to take care of you Tommy."

     El was standing by Kis who couldn't even look at her. Minho had his hand on the small of her back, like he was protecting her.

     "I'm glad you're okay Thomas, I missed your stupid self." Minho smiled lightly as he saw Thomas curl into Newt's body. Even a full memory wipe couldn't keep those boys apart. Minho didn't believe in soulmates, but Newt and Thomas were something else.

     "We need to get out of here, think you can hold us all invisible Newt?"

     Newt nodded, having Thomas pressed against his side sparked everything in his body, he could probably make the entire complex disappear right now if he wanted to.

     They started down the hallway, Newt keeping his death grip on Thomas' hand. He was taken away from him once before, he was never letting this boy get separated from him again.

     "Just stay with me okay?" Newt said softly to the boy who was still laid on his shoulder.

     Thomas nodded and let his arms hook around Newt's waist. Newt pushed down the butterflies that went crazy in his stomach at the feeling of Thomas' arms sliding around him.

     "They can control me," Thomas whispered as he cuddled into the blonde boy more. Newt didn't know where the affection was coming from and even tho he was as beet red, he wasn't complaining.

     "What?"

     "The WICKED people, they can control me and El. It's the chip in our neck."

     "Minho hold up," Newt said as he took a small step back from Thomas. "Tip your head for me baby."

    Newt gently ran his fingertips across the soft skin of Thomas' neck, freezing when he felt a hard mass under the skin.

     "Bloody hell," Newt whispered as he pulled Thomas back into him. "What did they do to you?"

     "Min, they're chipped, both of them."

     When Newt looked back, Kis had her arm hooked in El's, she looked almost terrifying, like if anyone touched her they wouldn't live very much longer.

     "It's in their necks."

     "We can't take those out," Minho said as he glanced at El's neck. "We make one wrong cut and they're goners...we don't even know what's in them or if-"

     "He's right," Kis said as she held her girl a little closer. "We can't risk it. We need to get them back to the school."

     "What about their memories? We have to get them back."

     "We can figure that out later. Now, we need to leave this place before they notice we're gone."

     Newt nodded and went back to just holding Thomas' hand. He slowly creaked the massive door open. Newt jumped a foot when a face appeared in the crack.

     "Fuck!" Newt shouted as he pushed Thomas behind him and slowly backed up.

     "Just the boy I was looking for!" Lisa grinned as she stood in the doorway. "I heard about your little stunt you pulled outside, very smart, very clever Newt. I knew you'd be in here"

     "You're gonna have to kill me if you want him," Newt spat as he kept Thomas behind him. "You're not hurting him anymore."

     Lisa cocked her head as she took in the way that Thomas' hands were clutching the back of Newt's stolen uniform.

     "I wiped his memories and he still trusts you?"

     Newt sighed. "I don't know what you expected to happen Lisa, he fell in love with me once, there's no reason why he wouldn't do it again."

     "Thomas," she said sternly. "Come here, you too El."

     Newt felt the shock as Thomas moved out from behind him and walked over to the hellish woman who was unfortunately his mother.

     She smiled with the two of them at her side. "Now will you three be joining us?"