Are You With Me?
Gally x F!Reader
Summary: Y/N could never forget how she left Gally there as he died in the WCKD labs. It’s something she had to live with till the end of days. When they finally make it to the Last City, all of those flashbacks are brought back when she’s face to face with the familiar boy who had her heart all those years ago
Warning(s): Lots of fluff, mentions of death, violence, swearing
Anger.
Fear.
Sadness.
Pain.
Then Nothing.
Y/N couldn't even feel the way her heart shattered, the tears falling freely from her eyes, numbly as if she was doing it for hours. Frypan held her shaking state as she watched Gally gasping for less and less breaths of air, the spear sticking out of his chest.
She watched his body give out its last movement, his eyes staring at hers as he now lay there motionless.
Before she could even break herself away from Fry's hold, the doors behind them were busted down, soldiers yelling out to them as they ran up to the group.
It was then that Y/N had begun to protest as she was pulled away from her friend's arms and into a soldier's grasp, being pulled away from Gally and Chuck's lifeless bodies. Y/N had screamed, kicked, sobbed, and pleaded for them to not leave them there. Leave Gally there.
She should've told him. She should've said how much she loved him. She should've told him they could fix him. They could've. She couldn't stop thinking about all the things she should've done.
Should've. Should've. Should've.
The sun was scorching on her skin as they made contact with the fresh air. Gunshots around them fending off any threats coming their way as they were all being run out towards a helicopter.
Y/N couldn't stop the numbness from taking over her entire body as she sat in the helicopter, frozen in her spot as they took off.
Everyone was looking out their windows to see the place they were all once trapped in for far too long. The maze.
Y/N's lip quivered as she could only think back to all the moments she shared with Gally. How it had taken him a little while to warm up to her. How he couldn't leave her alone once she was on his good side. How they shared their first kiss together. When he said he wanted to be with her forever. Everything.
"When we get out of here, I swear I'm gonna marry you," Gally laughs, setting down her plate of food in front of her. He takes a seat next to her as their friends chatter at their table around them.
She snorted and looked over at him as she bit into her piece of bread.
"What?" she smiles sweetly, her voice soft when she notices he is being honest.
He nods while eating away at his own plate. "I mean it. Gonna put a ring on you and everything."
Y/N sets her food down, grasping the side of his face to make him look at her. He had such love in his eyes. She smiles, caressing his jaw. "I can't wait."
Now she had lost Gally. She had lost the man she loved so deeply, and he would never know it.
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The noise was so loud, Y/N's ears were ringing.
They had reached the last city, in hopes of finding a way inside to find Minho, amid the loud trucks, guns, screams, and yells of angry citizens outside the city's cement walls, with large buildings hiding behind them.
Y/N stayed close to Newt and Brenda, keeping a hand tight on Newt's jacket as they squeezed through the crowd.
They were following Thomas to the front, where many other citizens were standing, screaming and cursing to whoever was listening on the other side.
Her gut was telling her something, and she couldn't think of what it meant. It was probably her nerves trying to break free as she realized they're so close to where they need to be.
"Something doesn't feel right," she yells out towards Newt and Thomas, looking behind her to see a large truck roaming through the crowd.
"We've got to keep going! We've come this far, we can't give up now!" Thomas says back, still walking in the crowd.
Jorge cuts in this time from behind Thomas. "This place has really gone through hell."
Thomas looks at him with a curt nod. "We gotta stay together," he says before the group continues their trek. The truck behind them is getting closer, and someone with a megaphone is yelling out to the crowds as they drive through. They all come to a halt in confusion as they watch them pass by.
They heard the hoots and hollers of those around them as they listen to the message being yelled out over the speakers, Y/N's eyes scanning their large SUV, seeing all the masked men sitting and holding onto the outsides of the car as they passed.
There was one particular man who had done a double-take on her and her group, their eyes stopping on hers for a long while, before going back to stare down Thomas. He was sitting on the top of the SUV, red gas mask on with his gun in hand, talking to one of his buddies next to him as his gaze never left their group.
Her brows were furrowing in confusion, and her gut was definitely telling her something.
"You okay?" Brenda asks as they soon all continue their walk through the crowds. Y/N bites her bottom lip, still watching the SUV before it disappears from view.
"I just know something isn't right," she hums, watching as Thomas keeps his eyes on the SUVs too. "Like something bad is about to happen."
Brenda scoffs with a dry laugh. "Well, I could've told you that. We're pretty much walking into death row."
The group had walked through a tunnel and out to a large opening, Thomas patting Jorge's arm while pointing. "That's it. That's our way in!"
Y/N looks between Thomas and the entryway that was cemented shut. "Thomas, there's no way! What makes you think we're going to find a way in that these people around us haven't already tried?" she hollers out from behind, and he turns back to her as he helps pull her through the crowd.
He shakes his head.
"Came this far, I'm not turning back now," he hollers back, the yells and protests getting louder the further up they get.
They reached the front of the cemented barrier, looking around conspicuously for any sort of hint of a way in. Y/N has to use a good majority of her strength to keep herself upright, as people push and shove into her from the left and right.
"What the hell did we get ourselves into?" Frypan yells out from behind her, Newt coming up on the opposite side.
She peers over Frypan's shoulder, seeing the same man from earlier.
The one with the red mask. He was staring their group down intensely, a few of his guys behind him as they stood not too far away.
She could tell his eyes were staring down at her now, based on the way his head tilted towards her direction.
"What the," she mutters to herself as she squints her eyes at him. She shakes her head before trying to use her hands to tap on Thomas, who was staring at the gates in front of them.
"Thomas, this doesn't feel right," she hollers, Jorge agreeing with her as he turns back to look at the gates.
Newt and Y/N turn to the sides, scanning around as they notice something off. The guys from the SUVs were surrounding the crowd. They were all eyeing and staring them down.
She looks at Newt. "We need to go. Now."
He nods before shoving his way through to grab Thomas by his shoulder. "We need to go, like right now!"
As the group begins to file back from the front gates, Y/n halts as she notices the group of men who were surrounding them has now begun to pull in.
They were all coming from every side, the group being completely stuck and surrounded.
Y/N's hands grabbed onto Frypan's arm tightly, her eyes watching the men cave in around them. Her eyes went to the back of the crowd, where the man in the reed mask was now much closer than before.
Jorge pulled his gun out, ready to fire at anyone ready to fight them. Y/N was doing the same as she grabbed her own from her waistband.
Before anything further could happen, loud noises and alarms had boomed from behind them, large guns at the top of the gates turning towards them as they wired up with fierce power.
The group of protesters had begun to scream in terror, pulling away from the front and sprinting every which way behind them to hide.
Y/N had begun to back away herself as she watched the guns turn towards them, putting her gun back into her waistband as they all began to run away.
Frypan had grabbed her arm, pulling her away as they yelled at their friends that it was time to get out of there.
Loud explosions and screams were heard behind them as they ran as fast as they could, the ground shaking and crumpling up around them as they tried to get away fast.
Smoke rose as each shot hit the ground, Y/N raising her hands over her head as she ran, her calves burning with every step she took.
She turned around the corner of the same tunnel they came through, following behind Frypan and Minho, looking back to make sure the others were still behind her.
"Let's go, come on!" she yelled behind her before turning back to the front. They all were brought to a brief halt when the men from earlier surrounded them, grabbing them each harshly.
Y/N had run into one of the men herself, the man grabbing her harshly by her biceps, manhandling her body as she tried to fight against him. "Get the fuck off me, you motherfucker!" she snaps, kicking him in his groin and pushing him off of her.
She didn't get far before her body was met with a hard chest, making her look up and see the man with the red mask looming over her.
"No!" She bites back, struggling in his hold as he grabs her by her torso, taking one of his hands to grab both of her wrists in his hold.
His touch was a bit less harsh, but still firm enough to pry her off her feet and into the SUV with Brenda and Thomas. Once they were all loaded in, the men around the Vans banged on the rooftop, signaling for them to drive off.
She sat between Brenda and Thomas, looking at them both, before gazing back at Thomas and gripping the gun in her waistband.
He shook his head once in a sly manner, as if telling her not now, making her roll her eyes and pull her hand away from it. She turned back to look at the men in front of her, seeing as the red masked man was staring her down with his head tilted to the side.
She watched his grip tighten and soften on his gun, making her slowly reflex back to holding onto her own.
He must've noticed her reflex, slightly softening his own grip on the trigger and letting his hand sit on his knee instead. She furrowed her eyebrows as she took her hand away from her own trigger, the SUV soon coming to an abrupt halt.
The trunk pops open behind their backs, making them turn and slowly step out to look around them.
Y/N looks around the new spot they're in now, seeing that it looks like an abandoned parking ramp, turned into a hiding place for everyone around them.
The other SUV, where the remaining friends in their group had come speeding in shortly after, came to a screeching stop as it moved back and forth. They could hear the screaming and grunting inside, fighting breaking out as the trunk popped open.
One of the men was thrown out of the back end. Jorge was going to jump onto him with a gun pointed at the man's neck.
"Where is she?" he screams out, Thomas and Y/N going to pull him back from the man.
"Where'd you take her?" he yells again, Y/N and Brenda going to grab him as Thomas is pulled back by one of their men.
Y/N didn't get far as she was ripped away from Jorge and slammed up against the back end of the SUV she was in, a gun pointing straight at her as she glared. "Get that fucking thing out of my face!" she curses, trying her best to pry the man's grip off of her.
"Hey, hey, hey! Back, get back, it's okay!" the man with the red mask yells out at the man holding her back, pulling his guy's grip off of her.
His voice had caught her off guard slightly, the familiarity of it now beginning to drive her slightly crazy as she couldn't pinpoint where she had heard it.
Frypan and Newt immediately came to help break it up, only to have guns pointed up at them, causing Y/N to bring hers out once more and point it at the two men who were pointing back at her.
"Everybody relax! We're all on the same side here!" he says once more, Thomas ripping the harsh grip off of him as he turned to face them.
"What the hell do you mean, the same side? Who the hell are you?" he growls out, glaring at the man in the red mask.
He stares back at them for a few moments before turning away and taking off his mask. He turns to look back at them, breathing heavily from all the action just seconds prior.
Y/N's entire facade faded, her gun lowering as her eyes stared at him.
"Hey greenie," he says to Thomas. Y/N's eyes had to be playing tricks. There was no way he was standing in front of her.
Gally was alive, and it was definitely not another dream of hers.
"Gally?" Thomas mutters weakly. They all stared in shock at the sight before them, Y/N completely frozen in her spot.
Before she knew it, Thomas had charged for Gally, throwing a punch across his cheek and knocking Gally to the ground. Everyone had immediately come to take charge as Newt was the first to hold back Thomas' fist as his other hand gripped Gally's vest harshly.
Gally told his men to back down and that it's fine, knowing that this was coming for him. He hadn't expected anything less.
Y/N was too much in shock to hear what was happening, her hands gripping tightly on her firearm as she watched it unfold. Thomas had to rip himself away from the boy under him, Frypan helping pull him back from Gally.
Gally stood up a few moments later as he adjusted his jaw, rubbing at it with his hand. "Kind of had that coming," he says, eyeing his old friends from the glade. "Anyone else? Fry? Newt?" he asks, his eyes then going to Y/N, who was still up against the SUV, eyes glazed over.
"You know this guy?" Jorge asks, Frypan shaking his head in disbelief.
"He was an old friend," Frypan mutters, his eyes locked on Gally in complete shock. Newt looked back at Y/N for the first time since the reveal, seeing her eyes glossed over. He walked over to her.
"Hey," he says, snapping her out of her daze. Her grip on her gun tightened as he came close to her, still being hyperaware of her surroundings. "You're okay. Give me this," he says, helping her loosen her grip on her gun to let it slide into his hands.
Brenda looks over at her with confusion. "Is she okay?" she asks with concern, Newt turning to look at her, seeing as now her questions had made the rest of their group look back at her. His eyes find Gally's, who is looking only at her, seeing that her eyes are still looking at him too.
"Long story," Newt says shortly, getting them to catch the hint to not ask any other questions.
Y/N hadn't snapped out of her daze until she felt a tug on her wrist from Newt, signaling that they were now going to start walking somewhere.
They had joined Gally as he led them around the facility, explaining how he got there, and how he lived, more importantly.
She kept her grip tight on Newt, as Gally and Thomas talked to this new man, who she gathered was the main leader of this rebellious group around them, Newt taking that time to turn to her.
"You okay?"
"You've asked me that already."
Newt smiles softly at her. "Wasn't so sure you heard me the first time, because you were so shocked at the sight of your boyfriend."
"Ex-boyfriend."
Newt gives her a look. "I doubt it."
She shook her head, staying silent. She didn't know what to say or how to approach Gally. Newt could tell not to push her any further, and instead turned his attention back to the front.
They soon dispersed shortly after that, understanding that Gally could bring only a few of them into the tunnels to get a look at what they'd be dealing with inside those walls.
"Meet back here in about half an hour, and we'll go over everything. Follow my men, they'll get you guys some food and water for now," Gally explains.
They all nodded curtly before deciding to go join the group behind them, Y/N watching Gally head the opposite way.
Newt calls her name, making her look back at him. He sees the expression in her gaze, knowing she wants to go see him. Talk to Gally privately. She just didn't know how.
He nods at her. "Go," he mutters softly. "He would never shut you away. Not even now."
Y/N hesitates, but nods lightly at her friend's words, and turns back towards the direction Gally disappeared. She begins to walk slowly away from Newt, her eyes scanning around to find the familiar buzzcut as she gets further into the unknown place.
Her eyes don't take long to spot him as he turns a corner and into a small spot covered by a curtain. She takes a deep breath before she cautiously makes her way towards it.
Once she's standing right in front of it, she feels her hands becoming shaky, her mind screaming to just turn around.
"I know you're there."
Y/N froze lightly at his voice, causing her to pull the curtain back and step behind it where he was. Gally was turned away from her as he was unfolding a sweater, his shirt from before now missing on his upper half.
Gally turns to face her, his expression softening at the sight of her.
She looked tired, but she looked like she'd been through a lot. He couldn't imagine what she had seen. What she had lost to get to where she was.
Her eyes tore away from his as they caught onto his bare chest, scanning his abdomen. They stopped as soon as they saw the scar on the left side of his chest.
She didn't speak as she finally walked towards Gally, his eyes never leaving her figure as her own eyes frowned at the scar on his chest.
Gally's heart was beating quicker and quicker with every step she took closer to him, wanting to do nothing more than just hold her again. Feel her lips on his own. Feel her touch again.
"Hey Y/N," Gally says softly as she now stands just inches in front of him. He could see her eyes fully now, not missing how they had tears glossing over them as she looked at his scar.
She slowly brought her hand up to touch at it, only to freeze and put it back down. He knew her mind was going a million miles a minute.
Gally instead took the chance to grab her hand softly with his own, not missing the way her breath hitched at his touch, placing it over his scar. Her lip began to quiver lightly as she caressed it with her delicate fingers, Gally clenching and unclenching his jaw as it took everything in him not to touch and kiss her like he used to.
He watched as she traced over the skin, before she finally brought her eyes to look up into his own, looking back and forth into his eyes. She shook her head. He placed his hand over hers that still caressed the scar on his chest, rubbing his thumb over her skin.
"You died," her voice finally said, a lot scratchier than she expected. Gally was just relieved to hear her voice again.
"I'm here," he says lightly, nodding curtly in reassurance. "I'm right here."
"I left you there. I-"
He shook his head. "No," he argues. "You didn't. Don't."
She bites her lip, looking up at him. "I'm so angry at you," she says more firmly, shaking her head at him. He nods. "But I missed you. I missed you so much," she says once more.
"You have no idea," he mutters back, leaning his forehead against her own. "How much I've missed you. I've been wishing on the day I'd get to see you again," he assures her, his eyes never looking away from hers. "It took everything in me not to just come and take you when I first saw you today. It took everything."
Her other hand trails up his abdomen, his chest, to his neck, caressing his jaw. "I realized I never said it back," she whispers out, making him look deeply into her eyes.
He shook his head before taking her face into his hands. "You don't have to," he says softly before planting his lips onto her own for the first time in a long time.
Y/N's hands fell to his bare chest first, then wrapped around his neck as she kissed him back with so much need and love.
They kissed for what felt like forever, but never enough for all the lost time between them. Once they broke apart, Gally placed kisses on her cheeks and her forehead, bringing her into his arms as he let her cry quietly against his chest.
"I'm here now," he assures her. "I'm never leaving you. Never again."
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The waves crashed against the shore, the sun beating down on the Safe Haven as the people around the small village chattered and worked on putting things together.
Laughs could be heard all around, nothing but happiness and joy filling the environment created.
Y/N stood in one of the small huts, where a crooked mirror had been leaned up against the bamboo wall. She looked at the dress Brenda and the other girls had made. It had pieces of lace and silk amongst the entire dress.
"You ready?" Brenda had said softly on the other side of the door, knocking as she came in.
She scanned her best friend, smiling warmly at how she looked. "You look gorgeous, Y/N. He's going to fall in love all over again."
Y/N chuckled lightly as she smoothed out the dress.
"I just can't help but remember when he first told me he wanted to marry me," she says, grinning as she thinks back to the glade. Thinking back on how they first met, to where they are now. "I just can't believe this."
Brenda chuckled with her, helping with any finishing touches to her hair. Y/N's smile soon fades as she thinks back to the one person she wished could see her today.
Brenda looks at her through the mirror, seeing how she's now trying to fight tears back, caressing the small vial with a note from her best friend inside. Brenda squeezes her arms. "Newt would be so proud of you," she assures Y/N, who looks up at Brenda. "He's going to be walking you down the aisle in spirit, I just know it."
Y/N smiles graciously at Brenda, soon bringing the vial up to her chest as she holds it there.
She takes a few deep breaths before nodding at Brenda. "I'm ready."
Brenda smiles widely before clapping her hands and opening the door for her. "Let's get you married, love."
Y/N is greeted by Frypan when she comes outside, seeing him look at her in awe. "He's going to fall in love all over again."
Brenda chuckles. "That's what I said."
Y/N laughs as she takes Frypan's arm, linking it with her own as they begin to walk towards the aisle, seeing everyone sitting in rows on each side.
Gally stood at the altar, Thomas and Minho behind him as he talked to them with slightly nervous jitters.
"You ready to get married?" Frypan asks her, and she nods.
"He's been waiting for this day since he met you."
Y/N looks at Frypan with shock on her face. "Really?"
He nods. "He knew it the first day he met you."
Y/N smiled to herself at that. Brenda walked down the aisle long ahead of them, signaling that Y/N was coming next. Everyone had stood up from their seats, turning towards where she stood with Frypan.
Her eyes locked with Gally's as soon as she got to the entrance, seeing him put his head down at the sight of her, wiping tears from his eyes. He then looks back up at her, tears falling freely as he looked at her with so much love.
Y/N could feel her tears falling too, smiling as she looked at him.
When she made it to the end of the aisle, Frypan kissed her cheek and squeezed her arm, handing her off to Gally before going to stand next to Thomas and Minho.
Gally took both of her hands in his, looking down at the love of his life with such adoration and happiness.
"Hi," he mutters softly. She smiles back at him. "Hi."
They both turned to look at Vince, who had a large smile on his own face, and nodded at the pair. He began the ceremony, Y/N and Gally not being able to look away from one another as they said their vows. Tears fell freely as they shared every single emotion and detail with each other.
Gally had wasted no time pulling her in for a passionate kiss when they were announced Husband and Wife, the audience letting out hoots and hollers as they kissed.
She gripped his face in her hands, smiling so widely that Gally couldn't help but laugh against her lips.
"To forever, huh?" he says once they break apart.
"To forever."
