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Day 2: Modern AU

¡Tina and Queenie are excited and nervous by their blind date!

Got inspired from iconic Ezra, Alison, Katherine, and Eddie's photo and redrawing it as FB characters: Credence and Queenie welcoming Newtina's baby

Thanks @/bungkusleiss for the idea xD

“Tina, what are you doing?” Jacob asked as soon as Newt had disappeared down the ladder into his case. “You’ve barely said two words to the guy since we found you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tina said huffily as she pulled at the knot holding her dark coat closed against her body. She was so hot, she needed freedom, she needed air. She tugged, finally pulling the knot free, and peeled the heavy leather from her arms as blessedly cool air kissed the dampness beneath. She sighed heavily, placing the coat over the arm of the only chair left that had not been claimed by the lifeless form of Yusuf Kama.

now all I hear is the wind

there’s a storm coming through

did I misplace and forsake my love

now that I gave it to you?

Pairring: Newtina, rated K

Synopsis: Everlark/Newtina Crossover. Tina breaks her ankle and Newt visits her everyday.

A/N- So, yea. I got egged into joining late! Heres the thing about this day though? AU and Crossovers are very weird for me? Never really know how far to go XD. This IS an Everlark or THG AU, in spirit I guess? This basically took all inspiration from a scene in Catching Fire when Katniss hurts her ankle and Peeta visits/helps her during the weeks she heals. 

There a lot of plot holes...but just enjoy the sweetness! I’m getting a backlog of the rest of the week written today, so there is defiantly more to come!

She was appreciative to Newt for helping her while she recovered from her stupid injury, but it was a blow to any pride she had that he had to carry her around in the first place. Despite how humiliating it feels to be carried around like a child, it meant she could be back to work in a few short days. And didn’t have to spend the time in her bed- which might drive her crazier, if that was possible.

Didn’t change her pout as Newt carefully lifted her from the bed before carrying her to the living room. Settling her on the couch to get breakfast.

Just as she settles for rifling through her files, Newt brings her some biscuits and tea. Eagerly she digs into them. It had fast become a favorite treat of hers, especially when Newt made them fresh. Something he had been doing every day while she recovered, meaning they shared some every morning.

Newt pulls out his sketching pad, much like he also had been doing the last few days.

“What are you drawing today?” She asks. Remembering his inked drawing of the niffler from yesterday.

“A Hippogriff. I’ve yet to be able to do one I’m satisfied with, try as I might.” He explains. Nodding, Tina sits up as best her elevated, broken ankle will allow. Watching him sketch from over his shoulder.

This, she was reluctant to admit, was becoming a vastly enjoyable habit. One she didn’t know if she should stop or continue, provided Newt didn’t seem bothered by it. What it was about the delicate movements of his hands that captivated her, Tina didn’t understand. Or perhaps it was the way the light shined on his reddish eyelashes that made them look like gold.

Either way, she wasted hours like this, watching him. Even helping him at times when he’d ask her opinion or thoughts on writing a particular paragraph for his second edition of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them.

A/N: Ok sorry these are coming late, but as I’ve said I lost someone very close to me during the week of this contest, so I will be doing these slowly when I can.  Anyway as it was National letter writing day yesterday, I thought this would be fun to post.  Again this was already in my drafts half done, as I was planning to use it in my work in progress at some point.  So I thought I’d  add more bits to it and sort of use this for the contest.  I hope you like it.  I was thinking of doing a different letter, with Newt responding to Theseus based on the prop for Fantastic Beasts that MinaLima made for Crimes of Grindelwald.  But thought I won’t finish that one in time as I’d have to start from scratch and I wanted to post it as close to National letter writing day as possible.  Lol! As always likes and comments appreciated.  I am tagging @eveneechan since my tags never seem to come up on the dash.  Enjoy!!

Tina woke to the sun streaming in through the window, the light dazzling her eyes as she fought to open them.  She’d forgotten to close the curtains last night, and had fallen asleep in her clothes. As she finally opened her eyes, and turns to the beside table, she notices a white envelope leaning against the lampshade.  With a slight frown, Tina pushed herself to her elbows and stared at the offending object waiting for her attention.  The owl had come after they’d arrived at the house last night, but the journey had been long and she had been too tired to open it then.  But there was no excuse to ignore it now; she had no choice but to read it. She gingerly reached out and touched the envelope and hesitated for just a second before gently bringing the letter closer.  

 She traced the curves of the letters to her name, her heart hammering in her chest. She’d seen the handwriting before, on some official letters at work.  She’d had a fair idea who it could be from.  She secretly hoped she was wrong, that it hadn’t been him writing to her, she didn’t want to know what he had to say.  Surely it couldn’t be good.  With trembling hands she turned the envelope and slowly broke the seal. She took out the letter and began to read with trepidation.  She didn’t think she could take seeing Queenie’s betrayal and the loss of her sister written in black and white.  Not in a letter, and certainly not from him. ‘What would he be thinking?’ Not that she cared what he thought, but she didn’t want the world seeing her sister as some villainous traitor.  And that included him.

 Dear Tina,

           We heard what happened in Paris, and I am deeply sorry how things turned out. It must have been hard seeing your sister betray you in such a way, turning to the wrong side and jeopardizing your career like that.  Knowing that you are an Auror and putting you in a position where people are now questioning you and your own loyalties. I know how close the two of you were, but I don’t believe for one moment that you would be working in cohorts with her as spy. That is what the talk is in the office, people are wondering weather they can trust you or not.  Weather you will be passing on our plans to her. They’re even wondering if Queenie had been working with Grindelwald for some time now, while he had been posing as Graves.

 I know these are not words you want to hear, but I’d rather you hear it from someone who trusts you, who believes you, and doesn’t think the worst of you.  It would be harsher coming from those who do not trust you.  I do not want you to have to deal with anything too harsh, and would rather the news be given in gentler tones than they would give.

 I wish you were here, close to me so I could comfort and hold you.  To ease the pain of losing your sister.  Please tell me where you are, I miss you and want you here with me.  Whatever you are feeling, or going through, we can get through it together Tina. Please come home.

 Tolliver Achilles.

 Grabbing the nearest thing she could find, she hurled it across the room with a splintering crash, as it hit the opposite wall.  Breaking to tiny pieces, before hitting the ground.  ‘How had things gotten so bad? How could Queenie do this to her?’  And the tears began to flow.  Sudden noises of footsteps and shouting brought her back to the present.

 “Tina? Tina?” She heard Newt’s voice call slowly getting closer till he was outside her door.   There was a knocking before he and the others had entered to see what had happened.

 “I’m so sorry,” she panted breathing heavily from the excursion of hurling the glass ornament.  “I’ll fix that, I didn’t meant to break it.”

 “It’s quite alright. It wasn’t anything much valuable.”  Theseus said waving his wand as pieces of coloured glass began to glue themselves back together in the air. 

“Are you alright?” Newt asked coming further into the room brandishing his wand.  He stood in the middle of the room, taking in his surroundings turning full circle, searching for an intruder or anything that could have been a threat.

“I’m fine,” Tina reassured the group.

“What happened?”  Jacob asked with a frown. 

“It was nothing, I was just thinking of...” She let her words fall away lingering in the air, she couldn’t say it.  Couldn’t say her own sister’s name. “How could she do this to us?”  She scowled at the floor, the betrayal so fresh after being mentioned.  She’d tried so hard to convince everyone of her lie, that she had begun to think it true forgetting the real reason she’d been so frustrated.  Just for a short time she had forgotten Tolliver’s letter, til Newt’s voice broke into her thoughts.

“Are you sure you’re ok?”  She felt his presence slightly getting closer.  He’d stopped a few paces away, afraid perhaps to go any further, not daring to invade her space.  She wondered what it would be like to feel him close to her, to have him stand in front of her while comforting her.  Would he brush her hair lightly with his fingers, the way he’d done at the docks? ‘And Tolliver?’   A voice whispered in her ear, reminding her of the letter.  She stiffened slightly with the memory and tried to think where she had left the letter, ‘was it in plain sight?’ She couldn’t remember, and hoped they hadn’t noticed.

“Tina?”  She heard him ask again.

“I’m sorry, yes, yes I’m fine.  I, it’s just, I miss her is all.”  She sighed, unsure of what to say. 

“Yeah I miss her too.”  Jacob said coming further into the room to stand beside her. 

“We’ll find her Tina, and bring her back.” Newt reassured her.

“Yeah I know, I’m fine, really I’m fine.  It’s ok.” 

“Well if things are quite alright here and you’re ok, I’d like to go down and sort breakfast if that’s alright.  I’ll see you all downstairs.”  Theseus said from the doorway and left the room. 

“You are sure you’re alright aren’t you? You’ll tell us if you weren’t? I don’t want you hiding things from us Tina, we’re all in this together.  We’ll get her back you’ll see.” Newt said directing his words to the floor.  She could see he wanted to help, unsure of how best to comfort her.  He was afraid she thought of saying the wrong thing. 

“I know we’ll find her together and I’m glad I have you both to help.  Listen Theseus is getting breakfast ready, perhaps we should make ourselves presentable and head downstairs.”  She blushed now realising she was still in the clothes from the day before, looking rumpled and creased.  She felt conscious of her hair and thought she must look a mess. 

“Oh, oh of course.” 

“yeah sure,”  both men quickly striding to the door to leave.

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