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The plan had been easy enough to get together. W.I.C.K.E.D. wasn't an easy place to break out of, let alone break in. Therefore, it was more of a winging it rescue than one of those fully planned rescue attempts on Mission: Impossible or something.
                          
For every solid part of the plan, there were at least five contingencies in case anything went to hell. Well, even more than usual.
                          
The only plan that was concrete was save the Gladers, kill Janson and Ava and blow the place sky high. Only then would they be safe from W.I.C.K.E.D.
                          
However, Trix still refused to spill the infected beans to anybody. As far as anybody else was concerned, saving Newt and the others was the only plan and everybody was in good health.
                          
Thomas, on the other hand, was going to steal the plans for the cure whilst the rescue was happening. He hadn't told anyone and knew how much of a risk it could be, but he made sure that his role in the plan would help him with his side mission.
                          
Things were finally looking up, which is why the Gladers should have known that they were about to be slapped in the face by reality real soon.

XxxXXxxX 
                          
It was when the others were packing the gear into their vehicles when Minho and Lydia cornered Thomas. The Asian and the strawberry blonde pulled him into a room close to the garage but far away enough for nobody to accidently overhear.
                          
"You're hiding something."
                          
Since they had arrived at Elysium, Lydia and Minho had spent time chatting about being a banshee and the problems that came with it. Therefore, Thomas knew he couldn't lie to them since they could feel the sickness radiating off Trix. Lydia was extremely observative and with Minho's curiosity, they were an unyielding and terrifying duo. The brunet fox really didn't want to be on the wrong end of their team up.
                          
"I swore I wouldn't say anything, but I'm assuming you can feel it though."
                          
Minho looked heartbroken at Thomas' vague answer. It had confirmed the worst fear of the remaining Gladers. They didn't want to lose anyone else and losing Trix would destroy them. She was their alpha, their friend and their sister. She was their protector.
                          
"It's Trix isn't it? That flare virus is spreading, and she doesn't want anyone to know." Lydia guessed. She received a sad nod from Thomas.
                          
"She didn't want me to know and she just wants to save the others. She doesn't care about the cure, I think she just wants it over with. With what she's been through, I don't entirely blame her."
                          
Minho and Lydia shared a look before staring at Thomas.
                          
"What?" He asked confused.
                          
"What are you planning? The Stiles I know wouldn't let a friend die if he could help it, and I think that is something Thomas has in common with him."
                          
Thomas grinned widely at them and showed them something on his phone. Lydia looked confused but seemed satisfied with Minho's snickering.
                          
"You shucking bastard. That's brilliant." He patted Thomas on the shoulder. "She'll be mad and want to kill you at first, but she'll forgive you. I guess I should warn the others discreetly about this then?"
                          
"That would be a good idea, just try not to act any different. You know what Trix is like, she'll know if anything seems off. Just keep it to Jorge, Vince, Brenda, Gally and Fry. Maybe Sonya and Harriet so they can keep an eye on her and make sure nobody does something rash."
                          
With that, the trio left their little meeting and went back to what they were doing beforehand.
                          
 XxxXXxxX
                          
"That's us sorted." Trix declared before throwing ear pieces to the leaders of the different teams and handed walkie talkies to each driver. "Make sure that you park far enough away that they won't see us, but close enough that if anyone needs help you can get there. Our main problem will be Janson. He'll know when somethings up, so you better make your distraction a good one guys." She nodded to Thomas and Minho's group.
                          
"Mason and Natalie, you guys will have to be our eyes from the outside. We can't risk W.I.C.K.E.D. getting a hold of you. Even if you're human, they'll find some way to use you and I'd prefer that everybody was safe. Plus, I hear that you learnt how to hack and we'll need someone watching the security cameras, Mason."
                          
The teen nodded before hugging Corey and walking to where the adults were with one of the more teched out vehicles.
                          
"Everyone, be careful, stick to the plan and remember if I say abort, you shucking run and get out. I don't care what you were doing, you evacuate immediately, we don't need any more lives lost because of W.I.C.K.E.D. if we can help it. The others will understand."
                          
When Trix turned to get into Lyra, multiple Glader's shared looks and seemed to silently agree with each other before getting into their vehicles.
                          
"I sure hope your plan works shank, or else we've lost." Minho murmured to Thomas as they got into Gally's SUV.
                          
"So do I Min, so do I." Thomas replied.
                          
"Of course it will, we have our secret weapons if it all goes to klunk." Fry chipped in.
                          
"And anyway, we all know she's too stubborn to die in a W.I.C.K.E.D. facility. She'd at least get out before she loses it completely." Brenda joked causing the others to snicker. They all knew that it was true, Trix would rather kiss a griever than die in W.I.C.K.E.D. territory. Which was saying something because her hatred for Grievers was almost at the same level as her hatred for Ava Paige. Both were significantly less than her utter abhorrence for Janson, which was a lot.
                          
The SUV fell into a reminiscent silence as they thought about how many times Trix had antagonised Ratman whilst providing entertainment for the others. Namely her icing the floor they were running on so he slid into a wall whilst chasing them. The pun that joined the action only made Janson turn a deeper shade of red with anger and embarrassment. 
                          
If the mission had to be aborted, the group knew they would at least steal the instructions for the cure so they could at least save one person before attempting to get the others again. They just hoped they could save everyone and not have to get out prematurely.