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Chapter 3

"You'll be safe?" Agatha asked.

"Of course. I don't go out looking for trouble," Newt said.

Tina chuckled, then quieted herself but continued to smile.

"Al right, even I can admit that it seems to find me no matter what," Newt nodded. "But I can only speak for myself. Tina will have to make her own excuses," he grinned.

"Someday, you'll have to come to New York with Newt and me. I think you'd like it," Tina said to Agatha and Artemis.

"Eh, we're too old to travel," Artemis put his arm around his wife.

"Speak for yourself, old man," Agatha teased.

"My darling wife, perhaps we should allow Newt and Tina to say goodbye to one another in private?" Artemis suggested. "How about I cook us up a full English breakfast?"

"You're going to cook?"

"I can cook!"

"I shall believe it when I see it, sir," Agatha replied.

"To the kitchen, then, my dear! Have safe travels. Write us when you can," Artemis said before pulling Agatha out of the room.

"Your parents are just…"

"Incredibly embarrassing?"

"Wonderful," Tina said in a dazed kind of way. "It's kinda how I remember Mama and Papa, too. But I could just be making' it up now. I made up a lotta stories for Queenie…"

Newt opened up his mouth, but Tina stopped him.

"She always knew. But she didn't care," she answered him.

"That's very nice, though, Tina."

'I just wanted her to have good memories of them. Not the ones when they were sick," she shrugged.

"We'll tell my Mum and Dad about our engagement when we get back, Tina," he said. "You know we have to wait."

Tina nodded. "We'd never get outta here," she laughed as she got teary-eyed. "Mercy Lewis, I said I wasn't going to do this."

"What?" Newt asked, brows furrowed in an attempt to figure her out.

Tina sniffled and wiped away the stray tear that was making its way down her cheek.

"Oh, dear. Tears of joy that you're getting rid of me?" he said to make her laugh which they both did.

"Stop it. You know I'm going to miss you," Tina sniffled again.

"Consider it a vacation…no Nifflers stealing your jewelry and no Bowtruckles chirping in your ear…"

"I'm gonna miss all that, too…" she said. "Well, I can probably go without chasing down my earrings…" she shrugged.

"Okay, let's both smile and hope it sticks," he said. "You go take care of Queenie and I'll make my rounds. And keep me posted about whatever Madame President has to say," he told her, forcing himself not to hang onto her so she couldn't leave.

"I will," she affirmed. "And you go educate Spain on the magical creatures of the world," she said. "And please don't fall in love with any of the beautiful Spanish women while you're there."

"How could I?" he replied before they both moved together to kiss. It began innocently enough, but both stepped back a moment later, breathing hard, after getting more serious.

"I need to let you go before I run off with you and no one'll ever hear from us again," Newt said. Tina blushed, turning a rosy pink and smiling conspiratorially.

"To be continued, Mr. Scamander."

She smiled once more before using the Floo powder and calling the Ministry of Magic before disappearing into the emerald flames.

Once the flames had returned to their orange color, Newt made his own request and disappeared as well.

…

"Newt Scamander, I would like you to meet Mateo Abascal. He will be working with you while you tour Barcelona. Mr. Abascal, this is Newt Scamander," Mr. Worme said, introducing the two men to one another.

Mateo was only slightly taller than Newt with long, dark hair that was tied together at the nape of his neck. eHGeHeHe He had an equally dark sculpted moustache and goatee. He wore burgundy robes held together with a gold pin. He did not have a smile and Newt stopped his own smile as he reached out to shake the other man's hand.

"Did you have safe travels, Mr. Scamander?" Mateo asked.

Newt nodded and nervously put his hand back into his pocket while studying all of their shoes.

"Yes, indeed. Thank you," he said.

Now Mr. Abascal was hired by Obscurus Books to keep you safe and out of trouble. In short, he's your bodyguard."

"I can assure you that I most certainly do not need a bodyguard," Newt said firmly.

"With Grindelwald still running free and all of the other…issues…we've had, Obscurus Books wants someone to keep an eye on you. And to be able to look over your shoulder when you aren't doing it for yourself."

"Tina is an Auror. A damned good one," Newt was quick to point out. "Yes, here I am."

"Yes. Here we are," Mr. Worme said. "Mr. Abascal, I will leave you to your charge."

"I don't need minding like a child, Mr. Worme," Newt said.

Mr. Worme turned back around. "Of course not! But, Obscurus Books has decided to keep our investment safe – that's you."

"Yes, I think I understood that," Newt replied. "Is there a particular reason you did not mention this prior to now?"

"I couldn't take the risk, Mr. Scamander," Mr. Worme told him. "You could have failed to attend these events. And then where would we be?"

Newt was silent.

"Mr. Abascal will make sure that you attend all of the events safely and on time."

Newt nodded. He was effectively a prisoner of Obscurus Books now. He wondered if Tina was faring any better in New York.

…

"Teenie!" Queenie shouted as Tina walked into the wand permit office. She found Queenie making coffee and putting mugs onto a tray. "What are you doing here already? You should have told us!" she gushed happily. "Oh, it doesn't matter! I'm just so glad to see you!" she said before pulling her older sister into a tight hug. "Oh, I'm sorry! Your shoulder, is it all right? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Tina laughed. "You haven't let me get a word in otherwise, but I'm fine. How are you? Have you been to a healer yet to be checked out?"

Queenie smiled. "Let me finish the coffee and we'll talk."

After a few minutes, Tina and Queenie were huddled in the corner of the office, gushing over the upcoming bundle of joy.

"And…if he or she is a wizard, they'll go to Ilvermorny. I know it's a long ways off, but we're just so excited."

"I'm so happy for you and Jacob, Queenie. Did you – did you want to start a family so soon?" Tina asked carefully.

"Well, Jacob and me hadn't really talked about it, but everything happens for a reason right? Who are we to argue with Mother Nature?"

"I can't believe my baby sister is starting a family of her own…" Tina trailed off, tearing up.

"You stop that right now! If you cry, I'm going to cry," Queenie said. "You know, you're going to be the best aunt," Queenie finished.

"I sure hope so," she said as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"What – what is that on your finger?" Queenie exclaimed, reaching out for Tina's hand. "Are you…?"

Tina shyly stared down to her feet and tugged on her earlobe nervously. "Newt asked me to marry him and I said yes."

"Oh my goodness gracious! Where is he? I want to congratulate him for finally doing it!"

"What do you mean finally?"

"Oh, Teenie, Newt asked me if he could ask you to marry him before I headed back here. I'm impressed that you were able to keep that detail out of your mind," she told Tina.

Tina smiled. "Because I'm so excited for you! I'm not making this all about me. And – he did?"

Queenie nodded and they hugged one another before they each wiped away their happy tears.

"So really, where is Newt? He's not chasing down creature again, is he?" Queenie asked.

"Well, actually, he's in Barcelona right now," Tina told her. "He had a rather unavoidable book event he had to attend. And besides, needing to see you, Madame Picquery requested my presence. She arranged a portkey and here I am," Tina explained.

"Oh, all right," Queenie's face fell.

"What's the matter?" Tina asked.

Nothing, it's just…he proposed to you last night and you're here all alone today."

"Queenie, the situation is not ideal, but we're making it work. And we will continue to make it work as best we can," Tina said.

Queenie shook her head. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean anything by that. I shouldn't have said anything by that, I shouldn't have said anything," she told Tina. "So, what does Madame Picquery want to talk to you in person about?"

Tina shrugged. "I don't know. She simply got me the portkey and now here I am. Has MACUSA given you any trouble since you've changed your last name?" she asked.

"I know it didn't make a whole lotta people happy, but no one has said anything. Jacob and I took the Unbreakable Vow, you know. I know that he'll keep our secrets. So, how did he do it? C'mon, spill, I'm dying to know!"

"Queenie, you need to slow down, you're jumping all around."

"I'm asking how Newt proposed, Teenie. Was it incredibly romantic? I'll bet it was romantic."

"Well, he asked me to marry him."

"But how?"

"We were packing and talking and then he asked me."

"Oh," Queenie said in a disappointed voice.

Tina had been looking down on the opal ring on her hand and she snapped her head up when she heard the tone of her voice. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I just thought…"

"I think it was perfect for him and me. You know I don't need all the pomp and circumstance."

"Well, you now a bit of pomp and a dash of circumstance wouldn'ta killed him, Tina."

"I'm happy. We're happy, Queenie," she told her younger sister.

Queenie smiled. "Then that's all that matters. How much longer do you have until your meeting with Madame Picquery?"

Tina looked down at her watch. "About ten minutes," she replied. "So, I should get moving."

"You're going to stay with us, right?" Queenie asked. "If that's all right?"

"Um, of course! I'll cook! It'll be wonderful!" she told Tina. "Okay, now shoo! Come and find me later. We can walk over to the bakery together."

"Sounds great, Queenie," Tina said.

She hugged Queenie and was on her way.

By the time Tina was standing outside the President's office, she was more nervous than ever. But she forced herself to life her hand to knock and the door swung open a moment later.

"Good morning, Miss Goldstein," Seraphina Picquery smiled. "How are you recovering?"

Tina nodded. "Good morning, Madame President. I'm healing well – as good as new, really."

"Have a seat, Tina. Would you like some coffee or tea?"

"Oh, no thank you. I'm fine," Tina replied.

Both Tina and Seraphina sat down on opposite sides of the desk. "All right, well, then, I suppose we should just get right down to it then."

"All right."

"I have two points we need to discuss. One, we need you here at MACUSA, Goldstein. I need you to bring order back to my Magical Law Enforcement office."

"I…"

"I know you and Scamander…"

"Yes," Tina nodded. "But you are actually still employed by MACUSA and I need you to come back to your duties. I'm promoting you to Head Auror. But that brings me to the second point: your sister's marriage to a No-Maj and the child she is pregnant with."

"The marriage was done in Paris, so it's legal and…"

"Yes, the marriage is legal now but it doesn't change the fact that she broke the law."

"They took the Unbreakable Vow. And I've gotten to know Jacob; he wouldn't hurt anyone. Well, unless they were going to hurt Queenie. I suspect he'd move a mountain for her if he could. Some of the No-Maj people in this world, they don't want to harm us and Jacob is one of them."

Seraphina sat back in her chair and regarded Tina carefully.

"If I'm gonna be the Head Auror, you'll have to trust me, won't you?" Tina asked her.

Seraphina nodded. "Indeed. So, you've accepted the promotion?"

"Well, I…"

"It shouldn't be complicated, Goldstein," she said. "Yes or no. Even though no isn't really an option."

"Well, it is…now. I'm, well, and Newt…"

"Spit it out, Goldstein."

"Newt and I are…engaged to be married," she waited.

"So, I suppose it is more complicated."

"I see," Madame Picquery said.

"Yes," Tina said uncertainly.

"And I suppose that you would like to get his permission," Tina said, almost offended at the situation. "I do think that if I'm making a decision like this, I should speak with him. I don't think that is an unreasonable request," Tina said angrily.

"Miss Goldstein," Madame Picquery began as she rose to her feet. "I do not want to have to do this, but I suppose it must happen. We are going to be at war with Grindelwald and his followers if we do not find him. Somehow he's escaped from us and he poses a threat to magical and non-magical people. You are now the Head Auror and will be leading a task force to find Gellert Grindelwald so we can lock him up for good. Do you understand me?" she said in an even tone.

Tina looked up at the woman before her.

"Of course," Tina replied. "I can send for my things and I'll get started. Am I excused?"

Tina was twisting her engagement ring around her finger as she left Picquery's office. She'd been a love-struck fool to think things were just going to be easy from there on out. Of course she would need to return to MACUSA and of course, Newt would need to deal with everything that came with being a best-selling author. And he would not be pleased when he heard the news.

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