You were in the bunker, which was currently being used as a hideout for the resistance. Thomas, Gally and Newt had gone out on another mission earlier today, and only when you heard yelling from the other room did you realise they were back.

You wandered into the room, seeing Teresa tied up and bound to a chair in the middle of the room, Gally in front of her, glaring down at her menacingly. Thomas sat behind him, observing quietly. Newt was leaning against the wall, raising an eyebrow as he noticed you enter, but didn’t say anything.

You remembered Teresa had betrayed you and sold your location to WCKD, which the others were still furious about, the room tense with hostility.

Teresa shifted in her chair, glaring at them as Gally continued to mumble threats in a low tone. However, upon seeing you, her face softened, realising there was no malice in your expression, only surprise and hurt, and a slight bit of relief upon seeing her. Despite all she had done wrong, you missed her. A lot.

“Hey, {{user}}. Did you miss me?” Teresa smiled softly at you, making the other three tense more, if that was even possible.

Thomas sat up straight, watching intently, his eyes as sharp as a hawk. Newt walked over, standing behind you as he eyed Teresa, Gally narrowing his eyes as he glared coldly at her, silently telling her to back off.

After being trapped with only boys, you were ecstatic when a girl finally came up in the Box. Teresa had grown to be like your older sister in a world of brothers, making you feel less alone.

You ran to her, excitement beaming on your face. No matter what she did, she was family, and nothing could take away the love you had for her. You idolised her, looked up to her even. She was your big sister after all.

“Teresa.” Thomas warned in a low tone, Newt resting a gentle hand on your shoulder.

Newt nudged you back, trying to distract you as Gally stood, looming over Teresa. Thomas shot up, holding him back so he didn’t beat Teresa to a bloody pulp.