A/N: Last Part of the Death Cure movie with my own alternate ending.

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Warning: Smut

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You managed to enter the fortress but the walls were the only obstacle keeping you from getting into the city. A crow of unhappy inhabitants bellowed their anger towards the sturdy gates, demonstrating their outrageous way of living. You walked through the crowd until you reached the front with Brenda and Jorge, Newt and Aris not too far behind. Something was definitely off, Tommy was heading straight into the lion's den, not looking at where he stepped. You grabbed his arm and shouted :

« Thomas, stop, we have to go back. »

He argued, desperately :

« It's the only way. We have to go through the gates. »

Jorge pointed out :

« And you think you can do that while this crowd of people didn't ? We'll find another way. »

As he was going to say something, Newt showed at his right side and stated darkly :

« We need to go now. »

You looked around, sceptically. The blond boy had his eyebrows furrowed dangerously and his forehead was crinkled with worry. You knew something was wrong, you could almost sense it. As if on cue, a horn broke the erupted angry crowd suddenly stood silent. The big machine guns seemed to come back to life when they turned their aim towards us. Instinctively, you took a step back, grabbing Thomas's arm in the way. He looked as dumbfounded as you were and his eyes widened when the first bullets hit the floor, only a few meters away from us. They were attacking us, sending an attack to kill everything on its path and so you ran, all of you. You lost Newt in the way, letting your eyes scan the scared crowd running for their life. You slowed down, searching for him frantically but you didn't spot him, until a rough hand grabbed your arm and another hand was wrapped under your knees, carrying you bridal style to a white van. You struggled against the body but it was to no use. You were thrown into the van, falling harshly on the metallic floor and you clenched your teeth at the sudden pain in your knees.

« Let me go ! » you screamed, banging on the door.

« Y/N ? Love ? » a voice said behind you and you spun around, noticing your boyfriend sat at the back corner of the truck. You jumped into his arms, smashing your lips against his.

You stepped back ;

« I thought I had lost you » you muttered under your breath before putting your lips back to his for a needy kiss. He kissed you back gently, holding your head in his hands while you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to your trembling body.

The ride came to a stop and the door was violently opened while someone grabbed your arms, pushing you out of the truck, Newt's lips detached from yours in a cry. The bright light blinded you, your boyfriend shouting your name and you closed your eyes, raising up your hands above your face. Suddenly a warm hand wrapped itself around your hips, turning you towards the brunette boy you recognised as Thomas. He brushed your hair out of your face, while you fluttered your eyes open and noticed his hazel eyes filled with concern. You nodded your head at him when Newt shouted, making you swivel on your feet, Thomas' hand still on your waist.

« Get your bloody hands off me ! »

He shrugged off one of the men who tried to touch him, sending him a death glare, until his eyes locked with yours and his gaze softened. He acknowledged Thomas, muttering a « Thanks Tommy » and your friend smiled softly. You knew that if Newt wasn't there, you could count on Thomas and it warmed your heart. Despite all this nightmarish hell, you were not alone.

Newt stood next to you, while another van arrived in a drift and stopped abruptly. A strange silence encompassed the place, the armed men stood uncertainly as weird noises of whimpers and punches came from the vehicle. Soon one of the men who kidnapped you flew out of the van, bursting through the doors and landed roughly on the floor. Jorge shortly got out, punching the guy yelling at the top of his lungs « Where is she ?! »

Brenda broke through the crowd and joined Jorge back to calm him down. As soon as he saw her, his whole body relaxed, the fear of losing his « daughter » fading from his worried eyes and he engulfed her in a hug.

Once the reunion was over, one of the armed men stepped forward and removed its mask. You gasped, a hand hovering your mouth as your widened.

« Hello, Greenie. » Gally said before Thomas rushed at him, sending one hell of a punch to the former Builder.

Immediately, you held Thomas back with Newt's help.

« Chuck. He killed Chuck » Thomas muttered angrily, his whole body shivering with rage and pain while his fists hung in the air. Newt talked to him, soothing him and making him understand that he was there too. The brunette slowly puts down his clenched fist while Gally breathed heavily. Thomas stood up, as well as Newt and Gally said :

« I deserved that. »

He glanced at you and you shot a sharp glare, crossing your arms against your chest. The man quickly looked away.

« Why are you here ? » he asked, looking at Thomas who was still boiling.

Newt answered.

« Minho. We're here to get Minho back. »

Gally slowly nodded and offered.

« I can help you get into the city. That's where you want to go, right? »

Thomas looked at him, disgust piercing through his hoarse voice.

« Yes »

Gally nodded, stretching his arms out.

« I know someone who can help you with that. Follow me. »

Thomas was going to say something but you stepped forward :

« Why are you helping us, Gally? »

The former Glader looked at you, his eyes almost pleading you to believe him.

« First you got no one to help you, and you wouldn't survive a day in here. Second, Minho is my friend too. »

With that said, he turned around and started to walk away. You stared at the boys and for a flash of seconds, uncertainty pierced Thomas' features but he quickly made up his choice and followed Gally. You walked behind him, standing next to Newt while Jorge, Brenda, Frypan followed Gally's steps.

« Let's go, love, » he said gently and took your hand in his, not noticing the slight trembling of his fingertips on yours.

*They met the leader of the place and made a deal; Thomas, Gally and Newt went to the city *

Once Newt, Thomas and Gally returned from the city, there was a gathering about how to enter the Wicked building to save Minho. However, it soon was obvious, Teresa was the solution to enter the building but Thomas was too blinded by his feelings to put her in any kind of danger, even if she had betrayed us in the first place. As Thomas refused to use Teresa and tried to find another solution, Newt muttered darkly :

« Are you afraid to lose your girlfriend? After all, she'd done! »

Thomas shook his head, unable to say something except « Newt » while you blinked at your boyfriend's reaction. He was always so calm and peaceful it was strange to see him lose his temper. He got up and walked closer to Thomas until he was backed into the wall and the blonde punched the wall screaming 

« Don't lie to me! »

A dread silence fell at his outburst and he froze, realisation covering his face. He stepped back and looked away sheepishly, not able to lock eyes with yours.

You stepped forward, while whispering « Newt » and extended your hand to touch him but he shied away from you, mumbling a « Sorry » and left the room.

You frowned and looked at Thomas who was as surprised as you were. He motioned you to go to him which you immediately did.

You walked out of the building you were in and the sun warmed up your skin. You spotted Newt sat down at the edge, his legs dangling in the air, while he looked at the wall blocking the view of the city.

«Newt? Are you okay ? » you asked as you sat next to him.

He sighed loudly and without a word, he gave you his arm. You looked at him, perplexed. Not understanding why his arm was on your lap.

« There is no need to hide it from you, Y/N » he dropped and you knew it was bad.

You gently grabbed the hem of his shirt and rolled up his red sleeve. The smooth pale skin of his forearm was covered with dark and purple veins and the realisation hit you hard.

« He's infected, » you thought, gulping and gasping.

You closed your eyes, pushing away the tears and rolled down his sleeve, lacing your fingers with his, squeezing hard.

«Love? Please, talk to me. »

You calmed your sudden frantic breath when his hand cupped your cheek, wiping away a tear.

« I'm not losing you. We're going to find a cure and save you, Newt. I promise. » you said fiercely, opening your eyes and connecting with his tired brown eyes. The blond boy stared at you with shock, the spark of determination shining brightly in your pupils and he whispered.

« I love you » before kissing you passionately and almost desperately as if it was one of the last kisses you shared. Perhaps it was, or perhaps it was not.

He licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you gladly granted it, his tongue invaded your mouth to dance with yours. You moaned into the kiss while he grabbed the back of your head and pushed you closer to him, pressing his lips harder to yours. Your hands got lost in his loose hair, pulling it slightly and he groaned into the kiss. He sucked your bottom lip which made you moan louder and he stepped back for air.

« Newt » you moaned breathlessly.

He turned his head, looking at the figure who was standing. Thomas cleared his throat, embarrassed.

« I always arrived when you're busy, Bad timing,» he said, scratching the back of his head.

You burst out of laughing, scaring Newt who jumped a bit, but a small smile enlightened his swollen lips. He looked at you lovingly and pushed away a strand of your hair between your ear and rolled up his sleeve to show why he really acted like he did before.

Thomas' face paled but he composed himself, looking at his best friend, a strong air of determination on his face.

« We're going to find the cure, Newt. »

« Focus on Minho. Don't worry about me. »

You said sternly.

« We're going to save Minho and you, Newt. Got it ? » you said, tapping his nose with your finger.

« Love... » he stated but you cut him off.

« I'm not leaving you no matter what. We'll get the cure. »

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. Your face in his neck, he gently stroke your hair while Thomas nodded at him and left.

« Y/N, in case I don't make it » he started, his hand rubbing your back.

« Don't » you warned, hugging him tighter, « I won't lose you, Newt. I won't »

He sighed and nodded his head, snuggling into your side, until the sun fell down, enlightening for one last time the happy couple.

That night, when you both got to bed, you clung to him for dear life. Your hands couldn't help to touch each other, memorising every inch of skin, curves and muscles while his name fell from your lips like a prayer. He showed you the stars, cherishing your body as a piece of worship. You marked his skin as well he did for yours, lovebites left on your neck, collarbone belly and even your thighs. He kissed you with such intensity, your lips were still swollen the following morning. He kissed every inch of your skin, from your lips to your dripping your core, filling you with a wave of pleasure, once, twice until your body was tingling with sparks of love and pleasure. His name flew past your lips as he collapsed next to you, his strong arms bringing you closer to him, snuggling into your warmth. Your eyelids fell heavy as sleep embraced you while Newt's soft snort soothed you to one of the best night of your life.

Dazzling sun rays enlightened your face, fluttering your eyes open to face the magnificent sight of a sleeping Newt. You observed his handsome features, the way his sandy blond strands fell on his spotless face, how his cheekbones glistened while the blazing orange sun rays hit his face, how his sharp jaw made you bit your lip and how his swollen scarlet lips made you remember the wonderful night you had spent with the love of your life.

You wanted this moment to last forever, cherish the few moments of innocence, where nothing mattered except you two, enjoying each other presence. You noticed the bruise you made on his collarbone and a smile reached your lips.

He was yours and you were his.

Forever. Until death broke you apart.

You leant in until your lips brushed his, waking him up in a kiss, like in a fairy tale. His dark brown eyes fluttered open, locking gaze with yours, and immediately a genuine smile tugged at his lips, his arm pushing your lips back to his, kissing you deeply.

« What a good way to wake up, » you thought while his touch revived your sore body.

« Good morning, love, » he said, panting for air. He pushed his forehead against yours and enjoying your presence, you laid down, putting your head in the crook of his neck and snaking your hands around his waist, your legs tangled together.

Despite the spark of happiness glowing in his eyes, Newt was paler than the day before, but you ignored it and enjoyed the moment while you still could.

You stayed like that for a few minutes, his fingers drawing patterns on your naked back while you kissed his chest.

A slight knock broke the peaceful slumber you were in, while Thomas gently said :

« Newt, Y/N. It's time to go. »

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and raised your head up, noticing Newt was already looking at you.

He smiled softly at you and pecked your lips.

« Come on, love. Let's go for an adventure »

*

Once the plan was settled, you all had your role to play. Nevertheless, you had to get Teresa first. She was your ticket to get into the building and save Minho. Thomas reluctantly played the bait, and as planned she followed him through the crowd, not caring if it was dangerous or not. You felt bad for Thomas because you knew he cared deeply about her, but it was the only way.

Gally put a black bag on her head and brought her to the nearest abandoned building.

Once there, the interrogation started :

« Thomas » she muttered, looking at him desperately.

Gally planted his chair in front of her, and said sternly :

« Don't look at him. He won't help you. Look at me.»

The blue-eyed woman looked at Gally, who straightened his posture, looking like a sturdy guy.

« I'm going to ask you some questions and you're going to tell us everything we want to know. »

You stood in the back, leaning against the wall, your arms crossed over your chest, observing the interrogation until Teresa revealed that there were chips in our necks for Wicked to track us down in the city. Fortunately, she knew how to remove them and so, one by one, she took the chip out of your body, a slight pain piercing the back of your neck. You winced at the sudden pain and a warm hand laced his fingers with yours. A chuckle escaped your lips, a loving feeling buzzing into your limbs.

« Thank you Newt », you said, your head bent while Teresa cleaned the wound.

« I'll always be there for you, love, » he stated lovingly while he glanced at Teresa who stayed focused on her work. However, the frown on her eyebrows confirmed you she knew the real state of Newt. She was a scientist after all.

His thumb brushed your fingers softly and a blush covered your cheeks as you remembered the previous night of love you shared. He seemed to notice because a smirk twitched his kissable lips.

« All done, » announced Teresa, dropping the cotton covered of blood and the scalpel on the small tray next to her.

You got up, taking Newt's hand in yours to lead him somewhere in the warehouse. The group didn't notice you leaving while Thomas sat down at your former place and let the girl gets rid of the device in his neck.

As Newt hadn't his chip anymore, you could have some alone time with your dear boyfriend. You didn't see the happy smile enlightening the boy's lips as you dragged him away but boy was he glad! Once you arrived in the back of the warehouse, you spun around, smirking deviously at the second-in-command.

You pushed him against a wall and kissed him deeply, earning a small moan of surprise from Newt who quickly kissed you back. You pinned his arms above his head, trailing kisses down his neck while he grunted in pleasure at your assault.

« Dominant, today, aren't you ? » he said in between shaky breath.

His chest heaved up and down, his lusty eyes locking with yours once you stepped away to take a breath. You smirked darkly at him, licking your lips. His gaze fell on them and he bucked his hips towards yours.

« You have no idea how much I want you, Newtie. »

You grabbed both of his wrists in one hand while the other travelled down his torso, teasing and barely touching him which made him groaned at you. His eyes darkened at your teasing and he licked his lips very slowly.

« Let me take care of you, love »

You shook your head, letting your finger fell on his lips very slowly and he licked it sensually, creating a new type of heat burn in your belly.

You let go of his wrists and he immediately lashed at you, his hands wrapping firmly around your waist and his mouth clashing with yours. You both staggered until you noticed a single chair back to the wall and you gently pushed Newt that way until his knees bucked into the chair, making him sat without his consent. You didn't let him any time to react as you straddled his laps, sitting so close to him, your chests were barely an inch from each other. You loved to be that close to him, you could feel every tension of his muscles rolled under your touch,

While his hands gripped your hips tightly, you started to grind on him, clashing your mouth on his and dominating the kiss. However, despite your lusty eyelashes, you noticed his heavy breath tickling your lips sped up.

«Newt? Are you okay? »

He turned his head, clenching his teeth and you saw his jaw tensed which made you want to kiss him again.

« I'm trying to bloody control myself, Y/N. I don't want to take you right here right now on the floor. I'm letting you in charge. But God, do I want you so bad! You're not making things easy, love » he chuckled darkly.

He arched his back, meeting his hips with yours which made you move faster. You wanted to be the dominant one, ride him but to see Newt in that state made you all jelly and you leaned in, whispering in his ear :

« Take me »

You pulled back, loosening your legs tightly wrapped around him and bit your lip. He rushed forward, sealing your lips upon yours while his hands gripped your bottom and lift you up, kissing you hungrily. You snaked your hands around his neck, grazing his scalp and you could feel the bulge begging to be freed of the trousers against your heat. He turned around and pushed you against the wall, trailing wet kisses down your neck and your collarbone. You moaned loudly at the feeling, completely forgetting that you were not in a soundproof room and he stopped his attack on your neck. Newt looked around, waiting for a few seconds before diving his head into your neck, biting and licking your soft spots. Your muffled cries, his name falling from your lips, again and again, made him harder for you. He Put you down, took a step back, and said lustfully :

« Take your clothes off, love. »

You didn't waste any seconds and discarded your clothes, removing them as fast as you could and stood completely bare at his hazel orbs, a glint of lust shining deviously in them.

« Good girl » he muttered before, lashing on your swollen lips again.

His fingertips draw a slow pattern on your skin, moving down to the place you needed the most. He passed a finger through your folds, teasing and brushing your clit. You whimpered at his touch while he smirked.

« You're so wet for me, darling. Is that all for me ? » he asked, his breath tickling your neck and you could feel the low chuckle in his voice when he suddenly slipped one finger into you, stretching your walls deliciously. You clenched around him as he pulled in and out until once you were ready, he added a second finger. He didn't quicken his pace, letting you enjoy small waves of pleasure tickling your core. Then he removed them and you whined at the sudden absence while he removed his pants and boxers and slammed into you, slowly entering you. Your nails scratched his shoulders as you muffled your scream of surprise. He didn't move right away, giving you time to adjust while he whispered sweet things into your ear.

« Are you okay, love ? » he asked, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

You nodded and uttered the final word: « Move »

And boy did he move so well into you, pushing all the right buttons to reach your orgasm, picking up his pace gradually. You were a moaning mess and once you felt yourself reach the peak :

« I'm so close, baby, don't stop. »

Tightening your legs around his waist. You bit his neck roughly to muffle your screams as an intense burning wave of pleasure overwhelmed you, your orgasm shattering you while Newt reached his peak as well and then slowed down, breathing heavily.

His head in the crook of your neck, he removed himself from you, holding your trembling legs, a sudden feeling of exhaustion falling on your shoulders. He pecked your lips gently, and grabbed your clothes, helping you in dressing you up, after of course, he put his clothes on. As you looked at him take care of you, you noticed the bright mark on his neck, at the juncture of his shoulder and collarbone. You noticed how hard you had bitten him and you lightly brushed your fingers on the love bite.

« Did I hurt you? »

He shook his head.

« It was nothing, believe me. And you have the same mark there » the blond boy said, pointing at your neck.

You giggled and stood up, bringing his lips to yours for a sweet kiss.

«Newt! Y/N ! Where are you? » Thomas urged us, while his words echoed in the warehouse.

You stepped back, leaving Newt's embrace and interlocked his fingers with yours.

« Let's get your cure, » you said, walking forward, Newt behind you, the hint of a dazzling smile lightning his tired features.

You didn't notice his sudden paleness, neither his slowed down demeanour as he followed you to the Last City.

*

Dressed as one of the Wicked guards next to Thomas, you waited for Teresa to show up with Gally, Newt hot on their tails. As you walked into the building, passing through the magnetic doors, the girl led you to the other Immunes in the underground of the building as you walked next to her with Gally, Thomas and Newt. Once you reached the door to the lower levels, you closed the door and removed your mask, relieved. Gally immediately got to work, putting the electric device into the controller cabled box. Teresa sat on the stairs while Thomas went downstairs and looked for any guards. Newt started to cough violently and you rushed to him while he removed his mask partially. His face was paler than before, his eyes red and he had trouble to breathe.

« Newt ? » you asked, cupping his face while he regained his breath.

« I'm fine, love. Don't worry. »

He squeezed your hand and you slowly nodded your head.

«Done; Let's go » hurried Gally, closing the box and you all went downstairs, Newt standing next to Tommy while you kept an eye on Teresa. Soon you found the piece where Wicked held the Immunes and knocked all the guards down.

Unfortunately, Minho wasn't there.

You saw Newt's face discomposed but he coughed again, his lungs begging for air and you patted his back gently. He held on you, trying to regain enough strength and you could tell by his fading hazel eyes, he hadn't much long time.

« Where is the cure ? » you asked.

Gally raised his weapon to open the heavy locked door and answered :

« Right here. I got this. »

Thomas asked Teresa where Minho was and she revealed he might be running some test which was at the other end of the building. You had a bad feeling, you were running out of time and you open your mouth to say something when Newt cut you off :

« Y/N, you stay with Gally. We'll join you at the rendezvous point. »

You were going to argue but he kissed you lightly to shush you.

« Trust me, love. »

His brown dark light shone with hope and love and you nodded at him. A smile tugged at his lips as he put on his mask and walked towards Thomas and Teresa.

« I love you, Newt ! » you exclaimed.

He turned around for one last glance and said :

« I love you too, Y/N. »

With these last words, he walked out, ready to save Minho while his time was counted. You spun around, catching Gally looking at you.

« You better work fast, we don't have all day. »

He shrugged and switched on his device :

« All right, Boss »

The long wait for the death cure started.

*

Once Gally managed to open the door, you grabbed a bag and took every samples and vial of the cure, and discreetly putting one in your pocket.

Then you led the way, the Immunes children following you with scared eyes through the corridors until you reached the underground parking lot. You looked around, searching for the familiar face of Brenda.

« Where is she ? » you asked gally who shook his head.

« I don't know. »

Out of nowhere, a bus came to a halt abruptly and Brenda(s happy face welcomed your sight. You smiled brightly at her.

You held the vial of cure tightly in your pocket, impatient to give to Newt. You frowned when you noticed none of your friends was there.

« Where is Newt ? » you asked.

Brenda furrowed her eyebrows.

« Isn't he with you? »

Gally announced.

« I thought the boys were with you. »

Panic started to fill your veins, your heart speeding up and the knot in your belly tightening at all the deadly probabilities of this absence.

« I'm going to look for them » stated Gally, putting his mask on.

« I'm coming with you. Don't even think about arguing it with me, Gally. I'm not in the mood. » you said darkly, putting your mask on and waving at Brenda when he opened his mouth to say something,

« Wait for us » demanded Gally as we started jogging towards Wicked building.

We walked for a while, not able to go into the building as we didn't have any pass, so we waited outside. You tried to stay neutral, but your mind was boiling. You couldn't bear to watch Newt turn into a Crank, and you knew he couldn't accept it himself. He would rather die than become a Crank, losing his mind to an undying beast.

Suddenly, while you were lost in thoughts, a crack of glass followed by a splash snapped you out of your rumination.

You watched in awe three boys jumped from one of the highest floors of the building, piercing through the wind, as they jumped in the emptiness to save themselves. They fell harshly in the water, while Wicked guards approached the pond. The boys breathed for air, as they couldn't believe they were alive, smiling and relieved but their joy soon decreased when they saw the guards raised their guns at them.

You looked at Gally who was at the other end of the pool and slowly nodded at you. Immediately, you shot at the two wicked men who fell on the floor, grunting in pain. You removed your mask and rushed to the boys, hugging Minho tightly in your arms, as well as Thomas and finally Newt who looked at deathly pale than ever. You helped him out of the pond and made him sat down on the floor while he coughed and tried to catch his breath.

« Honey, I'm here, » you said, and he smiled briefly at you, his hand clutching yours in an iron grip. You ignored the pain and pushed away from the wet strand of hair above his eyes.

« I'm going to save you. I have the... »

You were cut off.

« We have to go now! » Gally hurried as an explosion was heard in the background. It was nothing good and you knew it. You helped Newt back up with Thomas 's help

« I'm fine, » Newt said and detached himself from your supports while he staggered a bit before finding his balance and walked out of this hell. You stayed close to him, while you tried to escape this mess. Soon the group found itself trapped between Wicked men holding their city with the inhabitants mutinying against Wicked, shooting, killing and destroying everything in their path.

You wanted to give Newt the cure, but the group kept moving to avoid being shot while Newt 's strength slowly decreased.

As you were trapped, shooting at some opponents while Newt fell down the floor, gripping Thomas' collar. begging Thomas to leave him « Please Tommy, please »

As you spun around, you noticed how far Newt's state and rushed towards him, dropping the gun while Newt's still human eyes locked with yours.

«Y. Y/N, love » he staggered.

His lips were black, black as the virus which darkened your lives. And you put a finger to his lips, a small smile tugging at your lips, while tears streaked down your face.

« I have the cure. Hold on for me a little longer, will you? »

You looked for the vial in your pocket and made it drink to Newt. However, to your astonishment, he refused.

« You have to go, love before it's too late. It's too late for me. »

You shook your head, not believing him.

« Drink it, Newt, please ! » you begged him

« I love you. Now and forever. »

You opened the vial slipped the liquid into your mouth and pressed your lips to Newts. He gasped at your sudden kiss and reluctantly drank the cure, his eyes fluttering closed. When you stepped back, Newt was motionless, eyes closed and your eyes widened. You shook his shoulders, checking for a pulse. You found none.

« Newt ?! Newt ! » you cried out, tears falling down your cheeks.

« No, no, wake up! Newt ! » you begged, shaking him while arms were wrapped around yourself, embracing you.

Thomas mumbled sadly.

« He's gone, Y/N. »

You detached yourself from Thomas' grip and rushed to newt's side, taking him in your arms, cradling him in your arms.

« Wake up, Newt, please. Come back to me » you muttered again and again like a prayer.

As your heart broke in two, shattered, love turning into an unbearable pain. You remembered his smile, his touch sending fire through your core, his blazing eyes making your heart miss a beat and his voice always soothing you, you realised, you were never going to hear, see or touch him again.

As hope slowly died in your heart, your boyfriend suddenly jolted awake. Taking a deep breath. You watched frozen, Newt turned back and looked at you with shock and relief. He cupped your face and pressed his forehead against yours.

« You saved me, Y/N. »

Tears of sadness soon turned into tears of joy as you hugged him tightly against you. Thomas and Minho hugged their friend as well, dried tears staining their cheeks.

« God, Newt! I thought we had lost you. » Minho said, patting Newt's shoulder.

Gally broke the happy gathering.

« I'm sorry to ruin the mood, but we really need to go. »

You nodded and got up pulling Newt on his feet as well.

This time, when you ran, you ran towards freedom, towards your future, your legs pushing as fast as you had never been, the strength of your love for Newt making you fly. You ran far away from death, from Wicked to meet the life you deserve with the love of your life. As you jumped into the Berg, dragging Newt, Thomas, Minho and Gally, you looked at the burning city, realising it was, at last, the end of your running.

You felt as if a weight had been lifted out of your chest, and you looked at the blond boy sat in one of the Berg's seats, you joined him and sat on the nearest seat. He intertwined his fingers with yours softly. No words were spoken, you didn't need to. You put your head on his shoulder, your body shutting down as exhaustion overwhelmed you.

Before your eyes drifted to sleep, you heard Newt said :

« I'm here, I'll always be here. »

Later on, while you were asleep, you discovered Thomas 's blood was the definite cure and that Teresa had died after saving him. Why? As soon as Teresa made her announcement through the speakers, Thomas immediately rushed to the ground, determined to know the end of the story. Unfortunately, he was shot and deeply hurt, he was put in the place than you when doctors of the safe haven took care of your injuries while you were still asleep. You had quite many, with the scratch, the sore muscles, and so on. Your body had taken a deep blow and now needed to rest. Newt stayed at your side, putting another bed next to yours to watch you and he was the first thing you saw: his bright smile when you opened your eyes.

« Newt ! » you exclaimed.

« Hello, love. » he stated, as he got up, « welcome to the Safe Haven, our new home »

He leant in and slowly kissed your lips which made you smile.

It was definitely a good way to wake up, by Newt's sides, in a place free from the virus. And you did enjoy every second spent with your boyfriend, or so should you call him ' soon-to-be-husband '.

END.

A/N: So what did you think? Any comment on the end? Things you liked or didn't like? This is the end " The Race of the Love" but I might do some Newt x reader oneshot if you want.

Thank you for reading the story, your votes, comments and support.

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