The Maze Runner Series One-Shots *Request*

~Gally~ Remember

I stare at the wall that separated me from the last city. The last place without the virus, I  couldn't help but wonder what gave them the right to choose who was worthy of saving and who wasn't. My stare slowly turns to glare as I hear the trucks of the group approach. 

"What'd you get?" I ask the guys as they open up the back of the truck to reveal a boy. "We found an immune, he's unconscious and barely alive but we could use him," My brother says I wasn't really a big part of the group, but my brother would die for "the cause". "Okay well put him in the infirmary. I'll wash my hands and assess the damage," I tell my brother and the others.

I go and wash my hands and head towards the infirmary. As I head to the infirmary I see Dylan, my brother waiting for me outside of it "(y/n), I gotta tell you something," he says in a nervous tone I nod gesturing for him to continue as I keep walking towards the Infirmary. Right before I can get inside Dylan stops me "It's Gally," he says abruptly causing me to stop in my tracks. Dylan lets go and I stare at the tarp that separated me from, Gally.

I hurry in, I gotta make sure he lives. I see his wound immediatly it was pretty hard to miss, I examined the spear and had the extra hands hold him on his side to help me. "Okay, I need you to go get the saw and saw the spear, so we can pull it out clean," I tell one of the extra hands as I grabbed the saline solution unscrewing the lip for when we get the spear out.

"Okay, it's out," one of them tells me, I grab a cleaning cloth soaking it in the solution, and begin cleaning the wound. "It doesn't look like any organs or major arteries were hit, we'll just need to pack it until it heals on its own," I tell the group. I soak the last bit of medical cloth and begin packing Gally's wound, I cover the entrance and exit wound with the medical bandages. 

After I finish I take off my gloves and sit by Gally's bed. I couldn't believe it was him, after all these years I was sitting in the same room with Gally again. Four years ago Wicked took Gally and me in tested us both to see if we were immunes, Gally was I wasn't and that was it they took him and sent me out. Gally was my boyfriend before Wicked, but I knew that now he wouldn't even remember my name.

Two months passed this way, Gally unconscious, and me sitting and monitoring his vitals. I walked in today to a surprise, he was awake, I look at him in shock and search my brain for what to say. He notices my presence and waves awkwardly "I see you're awake how do you feel?" I ask feeling awkward that I'm a stranger to this person I've known my whole life. "I feel alright, how am I alive?" he asked frowning his brow "well you're a fighter I can't take all the credit. I managed to stop the bleeding after we got the spear out, and you were lucky whoever did this to you didn't hit any organs or major arteries," I tell him coming closer to assess his wounds.

As I assess him he looks at me strangely "are you not going to ask me my name?" Gally asked me I shook my head and said "well, I know this is hard to believe, but l I know you from before Wicked so there isn't any need," I tell him as I pull out the blood pressure cup. Gally stays quiet as I take his blood pressure, but then he looks at me and says "how?". I smile at him and say "I'm your girlfriend," I tell him almost laughing as his face goes red, "yeah we got taken to Wicked together, you were immune and I wasn't," I told him.

He looked unsure of what to say and unsure whether or not if I was telling the truth. I was glad to see he was still the same Gally suspicious of everyone who hadn't proved otherwise. "Whether you believe me or not the group did save your life and since you're rude and not gonna ask I'm (y/n)," I told him in a frank voice "the group?" he quizzed I nod "yeah, you didn't think it was just me did you? Anyways they're kinda a rebellion, my brother your best friend is apart of it and I'm their medic obviously," I tell him.

He looks at me with a perplexed look "Rebellion? Against what?" he asked "Wicked?" he questioned further. "Yes and no, eyebrows, once upon a time we all lived inside the city, four years ago to be exact. Wicked rounded up all the immunes and supporters they could and then created a perimeter, people weren't happy but so we still had access. Next were the walls, we were left out here without basic resources like food, water, medicine, and with the mixture of the cranks, elements, and Un-immunes we're basically sent here to die. So some fight back, we fight back sabotage, sneak into the city and get whatever we can, we're the rebellion I guess," I tell him.

"Okay, so I guess I'm expected to be apart of it since you guys rescued me?" he asks sounding irritated, "Gally, listen, you don't gotta do anything you don't want to but I'm gonna give you the facts, and I'm not even saying this cause I know you. You're still Wicked property and this group we're your best bet of staying out of Wicked's hand, and whether you admit it or not you wanna know who you use to be. To find out that you'll need my brother and me," I tell him with a smile.

"Before I agree to anything, do you have proof you know me?" he asks, and I couldn't help but laugh "same old Gally, and yeah I have plenty of proof," I tell him "give me a second," I say going over to a chest in the corner. I pull my necklace from my shirt and use the key attached to it to unlock the chest that held my very few personal belongings. I pull out Gally's old sweatshirt, and some photo's of Gally and I, and Gally and Dylan. "Okay is this enough proof?" I ask handing him the photo's "and the sweatshirt, it's technically yours but well I've had it for six years now, and I'm not willing to part with it," I said earning a chuckle from Gally.

I couldn't help but let a chill run down my spine as I heard his laugh. He looked at the pictures "Well that's definitely me. I guess I had a better life before than I ever wanted to realize," Gally said. It felt awkward between us, I felt like hugging him and kissing his face a million times, but to Gally, he had no idea who I was. "I'm sorry I don't remember you," he said handing back the pictures, I shook my head "no you keep them, because even though you don't remember us. We remember you and we wouldn't want you to feel alone, so yeah keep them," I told him feeling oddly emotional.

I brought the sweatshirt back over to the chest placing it back inside and locking up the chest. I didn't want to stand back up after that though, I didn't know what was next. What were we? I wondered as I looked back over at Gally. "Is it okay if I go get my brother, Dylan? He'd love to get a chance to talk to you," I tell him he nods and I leave the tent to find Dylan and to let all of these emotions settle.