Subject B3 (newt x reader)

Chapter 28

Shutting the door slowly behind me to avoid as much noise as possible, I leave my sleeping quarters, backpack in hand, and tip toe quickly along the camp towards Thomas's sleeping area.

"Psst, Y/N!"

I stop in my tracks and look around the camp to see where the voice came from, only to see Thomas standing behind the building, beckoning me towards him.

"Are you all ready to go?" He whispers to me as I run over to him.

"Yep, I've packed as much as I can." I reply, "everyone's asleep in my quarters."

"Same with mine. Ok, I think we're all set."

I follow the boy as he leads me into another building, down a flight of steps and along a dark, dimly lit corridor.

"The car's just through here." Thomas says, pushing the door open to a pitch black room.

I fumble along the wall for a light switch, but a lamp flicks on before I have the chance to find one.

"And where do you think you're going?"

My heart stops as I slowly turn around to see Newt standing by the lamp, a smirk covering his face. But it instantly fades when his eyes fall upon me. "Y/N? What are you doing here?"

"I'm going with Thomas to get Minho back." I shrug, like it isn't obvious.

Newt shakes his head. "No. Absolutely not. It's too dangerous for you."

"Don't talk to me like I'm a five year old." I say, "why are you here then? Are you planning to go with Thomas too? Because surely if it's too dangerous for me to go, it's too dangerous for you to go as well?"

"Yeah Newt, what are you actually doing here?" Thomas cuts in, "how did you know I was doing this?"

Newt scoffs. "Did you really think I would believe that you would back down just like that after Vince told you that we weren't going to get Minho? I know you better than that, Tommy."

"Ok, well you're not coming with me. I've already got Y/N, I can't risk putting anymore lives in danger." Thomas says firmly.

"Well surely if this is such a 'dangerous' mission, then we should be coming too. You'll need all the help you can get." Newt replies.

I raise an eyebrow. "Who's we?"

Newt smirks slightly and opens the car door, revealing a grinning Frypan sitting at the wheel.

"Hey guys!" He smiles, waving at us.

I roll my eyes but can't help and laugh at the boy's enthusiasm.

"Come Thomas, let us come." Frypan whines, batting his eyelashes mockingly.

"We started this together, Tommy." Newt says in all seriousness, locking eyes with the boy beside me. "May as well end it that way too."

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"So were you not going to at least come and say goodbye to me?" Newt asks me as we speed along the desert road towards the Last City.

"Well, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, and you were already there waiting for us." I reply, turning to look at the boy next to me.

"Yes, but you didn't know that did you?" He says, "you were just going to leave on a very dangerous mission, leaving all of us worrying where you are. And Thomas, of course."

I can't tell if Newt is joking or not, but from the tone of his hurt voice I have a feeling he isn't.

"I'm sorry, Newt." I say softly, reaching out and squeezing his hand. "I didn't know you were so worried."

Newt laughs wryly and leans his head against the window, but doesn't let go of my hand.

"So how far is this place?" Frypan asks Thomas, spinning his hands on the steering wheel as we turn a corner.

"About 5 hours." Thomas replies, studying the map on his lap. "Maybe even longer. I'll take turns driving with you Frypan, and Newt and Y/N, try and rest as much as you can. You're going to need the energy."

"Good that." I nod, letting go of Newt's hand as I try and position myself comfortably in the backseat. But every position I try is awkward- either the seatbelt digs into my shoulder, or the car seat pokes out at my back in weird places. I grown with defeat after several attempts and just lean my head uncomfortably against the window, closing my eyes.

"You can lean against me if you want." I hear Newt say. I open my eyes and turn to look at the boy. "I mean, only if you want to."

"That will just make you uncomfortable." I reply.

"No it won't." Newt smiles, grabbing my hand and gently tugging me towards him. I sit upright as he places his hand on my head, pulling it down onto his shoulder.

"Better?" He says softly.

"Yes, actually." I smile, relaxing into him as he shifts slightly to get himself comfortable. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." He replies, resting his head atop of mine.

I feel my cheeks burn slightly as I smile to myself, shutting my eyes again. The conversation between Frypan and Thomas slowly fades away to a peaceful silence as I feel myself drifting off to sleep.

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"Hey, wake up sleepy head." I hear Newt say softly, gently shaking my shoulders. My eyes flutter open as I yawn, smacking my lips together. The sun has fully risen over the horizon, which means that we've probably been driving the majority of the night.

"Where are we?" I ask sleepily, looking out the car window. We've arrived at some sort of abandoned testing area, or I assume that's what it was considering the warning signs littering the ground and hanging off wires.

"I'm not sure." Thomas replies. "But it seems the only way to get to the city is to go through there."

I shift my eyes to where Thomas is pointing- a dark, eerie tunnel that seems like it stretches on for a long time since I can't see any light coming from the end of it.

"Let's go check it out." Frypan says, swinging open the car door and jumping out.

The four of us get out of the car and walk slowly towards the tunnel entrance, peering cautiously into it. There's no noise of any sort coming from it, but I know better than to take that as a good sign.

"I don't want to sound pessimistic, but if I was a Crank then that's definitely where I would go." Newt says, pointing to the tunnel.

"Well, we don't seem to have much of a choice." Thomas replies. "I'm sure it will be fine."

"Great, now you've jinxed it." Frypan says, laughing slightly to try and lighten the mood.

"Come on, let's get this over with." I say, running my hands through my hair.

"Ok, I get shotgun though." Newt says, a smile tugging at his mouth as he walks back to the car, swinging open the door.

"I hope their aren't any Cranks in here." Frypan says to me as we walk back to the car.

"Cmon, Fry." I reply, "you know WICKED aren't going to let us off that easy."