Somewhere in Neverland - TDC; Newt

06

Before I could ask what was going on, Thomas had Gally pinned underneath him, punching him repeatedly. The man on the ground took  the hits, almost as if he knew he deserved it.

"Thomas." I said, barely above a whisper. Looking around, we are highly outnumbered if something was to break out. I stood up on my own, and Newt crouched beside Thomas placing a hand on his shoulder. Thomas's hand was retracted, ready to throw another punch. 

"He killed Chuck." Thomas spat, looking towards Newt.

"I know, I was there, I remember. But, I also remember that he was stung and half out of his bloody mind." Newt said calmly. It hurt my head trying to recognize the words that where flying out of their mouths. Thomas stood up, allowing the man to grab his jaw,

"I deserved that one. What about you, Newt? Want a couple punches? Fry?" Gally said, standing up. How did he know their names? 

"You're dead." Thomas said in disbelief. The fury in Newt's eyes sent a shiver down my spine. Gally patted himself down, sarcastically,

"Doesn't seem like it, Greenie." He chuckled.

"Alright, tough guy. What the hell do you want from us?" I spat, clearly tired of what ever game he was trying to play. Gally took one step towards me, and Newt's hand shot up to his shoulder, gripping hard. 

"Try something, and I won't hesitate to put another spear through your chest." He said through gritted teeth.

"Hm, Newt has a weakness now, huh?" Gally chuckled, shrugging his hand off his shoulder. He continued to walk towards me. Newt's eyes met mine, his fierce aroma made me uneasy. 

"Do you want me to spell it out for you? What. Do. You. Want." I said, taking long pauses between my words, treating him like a child. I didn't realize how tall he was until I was looking up at him.

"I don't want anything, someone saw you, thought they recognized you." He said, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Who could possibly-" Before I could finish my sentence, my world was upside down. Gally had stepped to the side, revealing a small figured girl, with raven black hair and piercing blue eyes. She had tears streaming down her face, and a wide smile spread across her face. 

"Mack." 

The name left my lips, as I sprinted towards her. She opened her ams for me and I practically jumped into them. I wrapped my arms as tight as I could around her body. Her arms snaked around my back, as she cried into my shoulder. I pulled back, taking her face in my hands, I looked over her features. She no longer had a baby face, and she looked grown up. 

"I can't believe I found you."  I cheered, tears escaping my eyes. 

"How did you escape?" I asked, frantically. She looked over my shoulder, a soft smile played on her lips. She walked behind me, standing next to Gally. They intertwined fingers.

"Gally found me." She said, leaning her head against him. 

"Wait hold on." Thomas said, putting his hands in the air. The three of them walked over to me, standing beside me.

"So we get thrown into a van, then I find out that this shank is still alive, then the shanks girlfriend is Spencer's sister. Any other surprises?" Thomas asked, his eyes wide. 

No one spoke. Newt's hand wrapped around my wrist protectively. I could tell that Gally kept him on his toes.

"What are you guys doing here?" Gally asked, looking towards Newt. I guess everyone could tell Thomas wasn't in the right state to have a conversation with anyone at the moment.

"They have Minho." Newt said quietly. I let my fingers lace with his, giving his hand a tight squeeze to try and comfort him. 

"We need to get in." Thomas interjected.

A large group of people had now surrounded us. Their low whispers irritated me. 

"There's only one way, but it's dangerous. I'm willing to help you if you let me." Gally said, stepping towards Thomas, sticking his hand out.

"Only because this is Minho, and we need all the help we can get." Thomas said, shaking Gally's hand firmly. 

"We can go tonight, when it's dark. Mack can show you where you can sleep. I'm sure it will take us more than one day to figure this out." Gally said, motioning to Mack.

Mack nodded, and waved her hand, 

"Come with me."

***

The boys threw their backpacks on the ground, and all plopped onto the mattresses on the floor. I was having a hard time wrapping my head around everything that just happened. I slid my back against the wall and sat down. I looked down at my shoulder. Newts jaket was now stuck to my skin from the dried blood. I gripped the fabric, and ripped it off like a bandaid.  A soft whimper escaped my lips, which caught the boys attention.  My wound had opened a little wider. I put my head back against the cold concrete. I heard feet shuffling, and when I looked up Newt was sat in front of me, rummaging through his backpack. 

He pulled my loose shirt down my shoulder so he could see the wound more clearly. His touch sent waves of electricity through my veins. 

"I'll be fine." I mumbled. He pulled out a small bottle, and a large bandage. 

"Be quiet and let me help you." He said with a soft chuckle. He put the liquid on a cloth, and lightly dapped my wound. I winced, and attempted to move away from the burning, but Newt's other arm restricted me. I settled down and relaxed my muscles. Newt placed the bandage over my shoulder, and taped it down. 

"Thank you." I whispered, making eye contact with him. He smiled lightly at me.

"Hey, love birds. We are still here too." Frypan called out, causing the two of us to laugh.

"Why don't you ever doctor me like that?" Thomas pouted.