Hey, everyone! I just want to say thank you to all of you that read the prequel to this story: The Infinite Tunnel. I'm super excited to be started on this sequel and I hope you all enjoy it! :)

It had been just under one month since Gellert Grindelwald had nearly overthrown America's magic government: MACUSA. If it hadn't been for the bravery of a few individuals, he might have succeeded too. His plan was simple, persuade Credence, a young boy who also happened to be an extremely powerful obscurus, to join his cause and wreak havoc on the world. He worked hard to gain his trust, but was thwarted by Newt Scamander, Tina and Queenie Goldstein, Jacob Kowalski, and Albus Dumbledore. It wasn't long before a full on battle ensued.

And as with any battle, there are always casualties.

In this case Newt Scamander had been one of the primary victims. He had been captured and tortured severely by Grindelwald in an effort to find Credence's location. This led to The Great Battle at MACUSA, as wizards were now calling it, and that led to more casualties and deaths, on both sides. In the end, Grindelwald was defeated and taken into custody by MACUSA, with a trial looming in the not too distant future.

Now, everyone is left to pick up the pieces and deal with the aftermath of the battle. There is physical and emotional trauma; pain that still lingers. It's not going to be easy; even though Grindelwald is behind bars, he still has tons of devoted followers intent on breaking him out of MACUSA's prison. Trial day is finally here, and this is where the story continues.

Newt Scamander shot up in bed, hair drenched with sweat and clinging to his forehead as he let out deep, shaky breaths. He squeezed his eyes shut as he pushed himself back, so he was leaning against the headboard. He felt an immense pressure inside and an aching all over and it was all too familiar; it felt like he was struggling just to breath. His hands shot to his face as he held them there, fighting the tears that threatened to fall and the breaths that continued to become deeper and increasingly ragged. He was having a panic attack.

The worst part was that this was nothing unusual.

Ever since his time in captivity after being tortured by Grindelwald, he had had nightmares, which always led to waking up to panic attacks. It had been a month and, even though his physical wounds were mostly healed, the emotional wounds were still fresh. He didn't know how long they would take to heal, but as his breathing started to slow, he wished the process would speed up a bit.

He glanced at the empty space next to him as his hands slid from his face. He looked at the dark blue sky through the window; it was already early morning. Then Tina walked into the room, a tray full of breakfast food in hand.

He looked at her as she entered and felt a calmness immediately wash over him as a smile tugged at his lips. She stood there for a moment, a crooked smile on her lips, but her eyes full of sadness; she knew that Newt had just woken up from a nightmare. Why would this morning be any different?

She walked towards the bed; she was still dressed in her nightgown.

"I raided the kitchen, thought you might want a big breakfast on this big day."

Newt's stomach dropped and his eyes fell on the bedspread as he suddenly remembered: today was Grindelwald's trial.

"Oh, right...I completely forgot." He looked at Tina as she sat next to him, placing the tray between them. "Or maybe I wanted to forget."

Tina smiled sadly, passing him a plate of pancakes and bacon.

"I know this is going to be hard, Newt. I wish to God that we could just stay in bed all day and eat pancakes," she squeezed his hand, "but it'll be over soon and then all of this with finally be behind us."

Newt nodded as he felt the tightness in his chest lessen slightly; Tina always knew the right things to say.

He squeezed her hand back before they both started digging into their breakfast.

Newt was usually on the quiet side, but Tina could tell he was being extra quiet. She didn't blame him at all, as she knew what the day was going to entail. Grindelwald's big trial was today and they were both witnesses in his crimes. Their memories would be shown as evidence, even if it was mainly a formality at this point, and she knew Grindelwald would be there himself. It had been one month since Newt had seen Grindelwald and she hoped this trial wouldn't push him over the edge; she hoped it would finally give him a sense of closure.

They finished their breakfast in comfortable silence before getting ready for the trial.

Newt stood before his mirror, straightening his bowtie with his wand. Tina was standing behind him, looking beautiful in a bright blue dress.

He turned and walked toward her and she reached out her hand.

"Are you ready?"

Newt nodded, smiling faintly, grabbing Tina's hand. They shared a look before they disapparated.

The circular courtroom was quiet as Newt and Tina walked through the doors. The outer section of the room was lined with seats which were all occupied by witches and wizards who were craning their necks to get a good look at Gellert Grindelwald. He was sitting calm as could be in the center of the room in a metal chair, arms and legs bound by magical chains.

Tina squeezed Newt's hand as they walked up the steps, sitting in two unoccupied seats next to Jacob and Queenie. They both smiled awkwardly at Newt, clearly unsure how to act. Tina smiled back, grabbing Queenie's hand in affection, but Newt couldn't take his eyes off of Grindelwald, who seemed to be staring back.

Those eyes...

He was back in the tunnel. He could see his own bloodied body, he could see the blood on the dirty cobblestones. He was immobilized, helpless. No one could hear his screams and he started to doubt that anyone was coming for him. The pain came in sharp waves as Grindelwald struck his back again and again. He wasn't even sure if he was screaming anymore; his vision was so hazy, the tunnel was becoming so dark. And then...

"Newt!" Tina whispered, panicked; she was shaking his shoulder.

Newt snapped his head around to look at her, suddenly aware that the trial had already begun, the crimes against Grindelwald had already been named off. Newt frantically looked around the room, trying to regain his composure as Tina kept side glancing at him with concern.

Madam Picquery was in the judge's seat, overlooking the room; at the moment she was staring intently at Grindelwald. Newt caught the end of what she was saying, "...we will now observe the memories of witnesses and victims of your accused crimes."

Dumbledore was seated next to her and Newt felt a jolt as he realized that he was staring at him with the same concerned look he was becoming all too familiar with, and sick of.

The lights suddenly dimmed and Grindelwald's seat was dragged across the floor to the other side of the room. In his place, arose a giant, majestic basin, silvery liquid swirling peacefully inside. But it was all a lie; Newt knew that all the Pensieve held was pain and suffering. Dumbledore walked down the steps and stood next to the basin, his eyes flitting towards Newt periodically.

"The first witness is Credence Barebones."

Then he swirled his wand around and the silvery liquid rose towards the ceiling like a liquid rope. Once it reached the ceiling, it spread around the courtroom, covering the walls and then the floors as it transformed them into a new space; into Credence's memory.

It showed Grindelwald talking to Credence in the alleyway, taking him to MACUSA, trying to earn his trust, become like a father he never had. Then it showed him being beaten by his mother. Newt felt his hands ball into fists. It changed into the destroyed building where Grindelwald learned that Credence was the obscurus. Then they were in the tunnel and Newt watched with unease as he and Tina were standing in front of Credence, trying to also earn his trust.

Suddenly they were in Tina's apartment, she was sending for Dumbledore, then Dumbledore arrived and they were back at the tunnels. Credence was standing at the barrier, watching Grindelwald torturing Newt. Newt closed his eyes as he heard his own screams, fully aware that this was only the beginning. He kept his eyes closed as Credence changed into the obscurus and roared around the room.

He lazily opened his eyes as the memories floated along. Credence in Newt's cell at MACUSA. Credence changing and chasing after Tina. Credence standing at the foot of Newt's hospital bed.

Then it was over; but Newt knew it was only the beginning.

The room changed back into itself and Newt couldn't help but look over at Grindelwald; he was smiling and Newt swallowed hard. He switched his gaze to Dumbledore who was speaking again, wand swirling the contents of the Pensieve.

"The next witness: Newt Scamander."