Hey everyone! I've decided to write a story about what happens after the end of the last Maze Runner book, the Death Cure. Everything is exactly as it was when the last book ended except for one thing: Teresa was hurt badly but did not die and made it through the flat trans. I just really wanted her to live so she is alive in this story cuz I'm totally a Thomas x Teresa person! That's it so read and review!

Thomas POV

For once Thomas did not dream an ounce while he slept. It was a nice feeling really, not having memories popping back into his head every time he closed his eyes. He figured, however, that he would probably start having dreams again the next time he slept; after all, nothing peaceful ever seemed to last.
He slowly came back to reality, his eyelids fluttering and the world around him blurred into a rainbow of a thousand colors. Sitting up a small bit, his vision focused and he looked around at the scene laid out in front of him. People lay everywhere, some on the hill near Thomas and others down in the grass and near the trees. Many of them were strangers, and probably more than half were younger than him. Some of them were gladers and girls from group B. The one thing they had in common, though, was that they were all immune to the flare. Even though it was highly unlikely that the flare would reach them, wherever they were.

Thomas slowly got to his feet, wobbling around because of exhaustion, bruises, and the slightest hunger. Minho had arranged different groups the night before but it had gotten late and they had decided to wait until morning to do anything.

There were 7 different groups, each holding about 30 people. Exploration, food, building, crafting, health/childcare, and entertainment. The seventh group was the "government group" holding 11 people. Him, Minho, Brenda, Teresa, Frypan, Gally, Jorge, Aris, and three girls; two from group B, and the older woman who had made sure everyone went through the flat trans. She turned out to be a pretty good leader. Minho was sort of like the president, who organized things and such. He would be the one to make the big decisions and choices on things, but he had to get approval of the rest of the government group before he made any choices on anything big.

The rest of the groups were pretty self explanatory. Any children under the age of 13 were going to be put in a daycare-like area during working hours, once they had it built. Because they really had no clocks, the working hours were from when the sun was almost at noon time till it started to get dark. The crafting group would be in charge of making sundials around the town after the building group had the houses built.

Walking over to where Minho lay, he rubbed his arms and back, which were really aching. He had to wake up Minho, since the sun was completely over the horizon and they probably needed to get to work early today. He shook his friend until his eyes finally popped open, and he sat up shakily. "Man, why the klunk did you have to wake me up? I oughta beat in your shuck face!"

"Sorry dude" Thomas replied. "I figured we should probably get going early today because we have absolutely nothing. Zero. Zilch."

"Yeah probably. And because we don't have anything done, the meds and entertainment should probably help with building today. Maybe tomorrow too."

"Yeah" Thomas replied "probably. Good idea."

Minho walked away, probably to wake everyone up and stuff. Thomas walked in the opposite direction, shaking people awake as he went until he found Teresa. She had been hurt badly by the piece of crumbling ceiling, but she was alive, and to Thomas that was all that he could ask for.

He knelt down next to her, and she was still asleep. Her left arm was put in a sling made from someone's shirt, since it had been broken. The rest of her was completely bruised up. She had bruises the size of fists and a giant lump on her head. She fluttered her eyelids, and Thomas sat down on the ground. Opening her eyes, she slowly turned her head in the direction of Thomas. His first though was how the rising sun made her eyes sparkle like the stars. His second thought was about how bruised up she was. When he finally spoke, what he said was a simple "hey".

"Hey to you too" she said, wincing from her probably terrible headache. "So, you doing all right...?"
"Okay number one, yes I'm doing fine. Number two, quit being awkward like that Thomas. I know after what I did, you couldn't trust me. I get that. I also understand that you didn't even want to be near me for a while. But its different now. Since then, we've saved each other more than once, and I thought you trusted me again. So if you do trust me and want to try and repair what we had, then say something. If you don't, then you can quit being awkward and just leave."

Thomas was stunned. The truth was, he did trust Teresa again. He wanted to be her friend. He wanted to try and repair what they may have had. Mostly he just wanted to be with her. However, it was just too much to handle.
"I...I just...I can't think about this right now." He said in a quiet voice.
Thomas got to his feet and walked away.

So what did you think? Don't worry, this is totally a Thomas x Teresa story!