𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙪𝙧𝙚

A sob wracks the small brunette's paralyzed body as Janson steps to hover a over her, sporting a wide grin spread across his lips. Even though Thomas might've gotten away, he still had the one thing that the boy would do anything for. The man had Thomas' biggest weakness.

"Well, at least we got one." Janson chuckles, letting his grin spread wider onto his lips as he gazes down at the small girl. "He'll be back for this one, for sure."

Blake's small body shakes as she blinks away the tears pooling in her eyes. Watching as Janson nods to one of the guards the man then sends the small girl a sinister grin. Blake's angry and distraught orbs glare into Janson's gaze as black dots sparkle in her vision.

A heavy sigh leaves Thomas' shaky breath as he helps the two boys out of the water, glancing between the two and the building above with a heartbroken gaze.

The boy was beyond pissed. He managed to rescue Minho, but in return he lost HIS girl. How could he have let her slip through his fingers, literally. Thomas was livid at himself—at Janson. He couldn't go through this again, he just can't. The empty feeling of not having her by his side made his heart feel like someone was squeezing it as hard as they could.

All three of the boys pant heavily as they push themselves to stand on their wobbly feet, all feeling their chest tightening with sadness before numerous clicking and whirling sounds from behind—making the three quickly snap their wide orbs to guards surrounding them.

"You three, don't move!" One of the men shout as the three freeze in place.

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me! This can't get any worse." Thomas mutters, scanning his whiskey orbs over the guards keeping their guns aimed at their chests, stalking forward.

"Take it easy." One of the men hum as Thomas slowly glides his hand down to rest on the gun in his holster.

"Uh-uh-uh! Don't even think about it!"

"Get on your knees with your hands in the air!" The same guard shouts before a sudden zap sounds from one of the guns.

The three boys stiffen in shock as one of the 'guards' shoot each of the others surrounding the boys, successfully neutralizing the threats.

Furrowing his eyebrows as he runs toward the three, Gally rips his mask off, looking around and behind the boys for the small girl.

"Gally?" Minho questions, pure shock and disbelief spreading across his features as Thomas and Newt let out a sigh of relief.

Gally nods as he looks between Minho and the building above, noticing the shattered window from high above.

"Where's Blake?" The taller boy questions, looking between the three as their faces drop.

"Janson has her." Thomas' voice answers dryly, fighting back the urge to scream and punch something.

"What?" Gally questions, his eyebrows knitting together as he looks between the boys and the building in disbelief. "What the hell happened?"

Feeling the anger starting to resurface, Thomas squeezes his eyes shut.

Snapping his rage filled gaze back open—Thomas glares holes into the taller boy's head. "Janson got her before she could jump." Thomas grit his teeth as he spoke, swallowing a thick lump in his throat.

"I-I thought I had her...I reached for her hand to make sure I got her—b-but I missed." The boy scolded himself as he screwed his eyes shut, running his hand through his hair as he starts pacing. "We had this. I told her she was going to be fine—"

"Hey" Minho stops Thomas in his tracks, placing his hands on each side of the boy's shoulders as he held him from pacing. "We'll get her back, okay?"

"No, you don't understand." Thomas shook Minho's hands off as he turned to look at the other two boys, feeling nothing but anger and worry flooding through his body.

"He's going to kill her." Thomas shouts, his veins protruding from his neck as salty tears start blurring his vision. "Fuck!" The boy screams, kicking an innocent pebble laying on the cement below.

"Hey. Calm down, would you?"

"Calm down?" Thomas questions in a scoff, anger blazing through his darkened whiskey orbs. "Calm down?" The boy repeats himself in a lower tone as he comes to stand a foot away from Gally. "The girl I'm in love with is in danger, and you want me to calm down?!"

"Well about time you admit your feelings." Newt intones, coughing as he holds his palm to his chest to try and make the pain stop.

Tires echoing throughout the night sky, suddenly cause all of the boys to freeze. Quickly darting off to the side of the wall, the boys hide as an amored vehicle speeds past.

"Well, they're definitely pissed." Gally cocks his head to the side as he removes his gloves.

"How far are the tunnels?" Thomas asks, glancing to his right as he looks to Gally. "We need to regroup and get Blake back." The boy huffs as he fiddles with the edge of the glove on his left hand.

In between pants, Gally responds "Uh—Maybe twelve blocks from here."

"Okay we—"

Newt coughing causes the Thomas to quickly snap his eyes over to the blond, concern making his eyebrows furrow as Thomas tries catching his breath.

"We can make it." Gally turns to Thomas "We'll get the serum and come up with a plan to get Blake back."

"Hey." Minho's voice whispers as he shifts to move closer to the other two boys. "How long has he been like this?"

Tilting his head to the side as he sheds the jacket off, Thomas whispers "He'll be okay. We just gotta get to Brenda. She's got the serum."

"And Blake?" Minho questions, glancing from Thomas to the tall building hovering above them with his eyebrows furrowed and a heartbroken look in his eyes.

"We regroup, get Newt the serum...and then go back to get her. She'll be fine for now." Gally whispers, glancing between Thomas and Minho. "She's the strongest person I know. She's too stubborn to die."

A slight twitch turns the corners of Thomas' lips up as he throws the jacket down, wanting nothing more than to save the girl he loves, but right now...they have to get Newt the serum.

One problem at a time.

"Come on, let's go." Thomas ushers, voice cracking as he tilts his head, gesturing for the other two boys to get moving.

"Come on, bud. We gotta get you up, let's go." Thomas grunts as he helps the blond to his feet. Newt grunts as he tries to stand, stumbling forward as Thomas steadies him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! You okay?"

"Yeah" Newt hisses through the pain, clutching his side as he tries to calm his breathing.

"Why you helping us, Gally?" Minho questions, his eyebrows furrowing as he glances between the taller boy and the two boys off to the side. "I put a spear through your chest."

Slowly nodding his head, Gally maintains eye contact with Minho. "Yeah" The taller boy cocks his head to the side before he pats Minho on the shoulder.

"Nobody's perfect, man." The boy says, before jumping up quickly to help Thomas, leaving Minho to press his lips together and stare at the ground with his eyebrows furrowed.

Walking through the empty hallway as another pair of footsteps echo through the large corridor, Teresa snaps her head over to the figures walking down the hall.

"Janson" The girl calls out, making the older man stop in place and spin around on his heels. Raising an eyebrow at the girl as she glances between him and the guard carrying an unconscious Blake, Janson's lips twitch.

"What are doing with her?" Teresa questions, eyebrows knitting together in a mixture of worry and confusion.

Janson stays silent as he sends Teresa a look. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬?

The silence speaks volumes as the Teresa's heart starts to rapidly accelerate. Slowly turning to leave, Janson starts to spin back around and carry out his plans.

"Wait." Teresa's desperate voice calls out, stopping the man once again.

"I need her." Teresa lowers her voice as she looks between the unconscious girl and Janson. "Bring her to the lab. She might have something to do with why Brenda is still alive."

Janson's eyes widen as he looks between a desperate Teresa and a still unconscious Blake, his gears slowly turning in his head as his lips twitch up at the corners.

After drawing a small blood sample from the small brunette, Teresa quickly sets the small vile down onto the rack.

Grabbing the rag she had stolen, she quickly places the bloodied cloth onto the small, clear dish set in-front of her. Dropping the clear liquid onto the blood on the rag, Teresa takes the syringe and takes some of Thomas' blood off of the rag.

Mixing Thomas and Blake's blood together, Teresa then adds the blue liquid to the mix. Stirring the mixture together, she then takes a dropper and places the concoction under the microscope.

Letting her blue orbs peer through the glass, Teresa's breath hitches in her throat. 𝘕𝘰...

Wide blue orbs stare at the specimen in complete and utter shock as she slowly glances back over her shoulder to the girl laying unconscious.

A sudden shake of the building and a bright orange glow suddenly catches Teresa off guard as she snaps her blue orbs to glance out of the window.

A few of the women in the room scream and yelp as they steady themselves upon the quaking floor.

Sirens blare through the facility, causing the girl to jump as a voice comes over the loud speaker. "This is a mandatory evacuation. The last transport leaves in thirty eight minutes."

Teresa's eyes widen in shock as the women around the room start to frantically run out of the door, leaving just Teresa and the small brunette alone.

Emerald eyes flutter open as sirens fill her ears, the orange lights flashing around the room cause the small girl to furrow her eyebrows as she attempts to lift her hand up.

Immediately letting out a small grunt as Blake feels her hands and feet being held down, the small brunette rolls her eyes as she moves her head to see Teresa staring out of the window with a horrified expression on her face.

"What the hell is going on?" Blake questions, voice hoarse and raspy as she shifts uncomfortably.

Gawking at the scene in-front of her, Teresa quickly shakes out of it, snapping her eyes back to the, now conscious girl behind her.

"They destroyed the main gate. They're about to take the whole city down." Teresa stares at the girl, her body feeling frozen in place.

Furrowing her eyebrows as her heart starts pounding against her chest, Blake's mind races as she shakes her head. "No...that wasn't the plan." Blake whispers, her soft voice loud enough for Teresa to hear as she continues shaking her head in disbelief.

"We were taking down WCKD...not the whole goddamn city." The small brunette goes on as she scans her emeralds over the bloodied rag laying on the counter. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?

"Why am I here?" Blake spoke again, her voice cold and scornful, causing Teresa to snap out of her horrified daze.

"Blake..." Teresa trails off, glancing between the microscope and the small girl angrily looking back at her.

"Teresa" Ava's voice cuts the girl off from telling Blake the truth, making both girls snap their eyes over to Dr.Paige as she quickly walks into the room with a frown.

"What are you still doing here? We have to leave." The older woman furrows her eyebrows as she turns her head to see Blake laying on the table.

"Greetings from the prisoner" Blake presses her lips together in a small sarcastic smile, giving the older woman a small wave from her restrained hand.

"What are you doing?" Ava asks, shock filling her voice as she tears her eyes away from the agitated brunette to land back on Teresa.

"I can't leave. Not without Thomas." Teresa says, shaking her head, making the small brunette groan and roll her eyes in annoyance.

𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯.

"It's too late for that. He's gone." Ava tries, her eyes continuing to flicker between the two girls, wondering why the smaller one is restrained in the lab.

"No." Teresa's breathing picks up, her heart pattering against her chest in nervousness. "You don't understand" The girl shakes her head, reaching for the vile next to Blake's.

Lifting the vile up for Ava, Teresa looks to the older woman standing in-front of her, confused. "I need more. Come, look—"

Blake's eyebrows furrow as Ava quickly walks to Teresa's side, bending down to look through the microphone.

"It's not just slowing the virus down. It's destroying it." Teresa explains, making Blake's eyes widen as Ava slowly stands up.

"Its not just Thomas' blood." Teresa gulps as she looks between Ava and and the small brunette. "It's Blake's mixed with Thomas'."

"They're the cure."

Blake's body instantly freezes, Teresa's revelation immediately causing her heart to skip a beat as the air out of her lungs expels. 𝘞𝘩𝘢-

"We have to find Thomas." Teresa whispers, connecting her blue orbs with Ava's shell shocked orbs.