Tina sighed and ran her hand through her hair. MACUSA always needed a certain number of people there, especially Aurors, even during the holidays. It was even more important to have people there since they were holding Grindelwald prisoner. Nearly everyone was given about a week and a half off for Christmas and New Years but they had to come into work one day during that week. Tina had been assigned the 29th. She had been working steadily all morning, trying not to get too distracted by the thought of Newt.

Moving to set another finished paper on the much smaller stack of papers, she saw someone enter her office. She looked up.

"Newt!" she said. "What are you doing here?"

Newt blushed, staring down at his hands. He was fidgeting nervously. "I - uh - I . . . Queenie," he stammered.

"What?"

"Queenie sent me," he said.

Tina laughed. "Why am I not surprised? It's really nice to have you here but I do have work to do."

"I know, I'm not staying long."

There was a pause. "Why did Queenie send you here?" Tina asked.

"I - uh -" Newt blushed even harder. "You see, I happened to think of something and before I could push the thought away Queenie was in my room telling me I had better get myself over to MACUSA and just do it."

"Do what?"

Newt's blush deepened again. "I thought I might ask if you wanted to go out to get something to drink once you came back from work. You know, like coffee, or something."

A smile tugged at the corners of Tina's mouth. "You don't like coffee," she pointed out.

"I know, I can always order tea."

There was a moment's pause. Newt glanced up at Tina only to look down again when he saw she was looking at him.

"So, would you like to?" he asked hesitantly.

Tina laughed. "Of course I would but I do have work to do first. Is it okay if I get back to that? I'll be done at five."

Newt nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. "Yeah, that's fine. I'll come back at five. I'm going now." With that, he turned and dashed from the room. As soon as he was out of sight, he slumped against the wall.

She said yes! We're going on a date! Even if she doesn't see it that way we're going on our first date.

Tina had watched Newt make his escape with an amused expression on her face. She leaned back in her chair, still staring at the empty doorway.

Newt just asked me out on a date! she realized. He may not mean it that way but we're actually going on a date!

Tearing her eyes away from the door, she tried to focus on her work. She grabbed another paper and quickly began filling it out as if the faster she worked the sooner she'd be able to leave. Time seemed to drag on slower than ever but Tina was slowly making progress through her stack of papers. When the clock finally struck 5:00, Tina quickly began putting the papers away. Newt reappeared in the doorway a few moments later.

"Are you done?" he asked nervously.

"Yes, of course." Tina grabbed her coat and pulled it on. "Let's go."

Newt nodded and led her out of MACUSA. They found a hidden corner and he offered her his hand. She took it and he Disapparated. They appeared in an alley in another part of New York. Newt offered Tina a small smile then led her out of the alley and along the street. They both realized they were still holding hands but neither of them wanted to let go.

Tina let Newt lead her to a small café on a quiet street. They ordered their drinks before finding a cozy seat near the window. Newt watched as Tina stared out into the street. It had begun snowing lightly, the white flakes drifting lazily through the dark sky.

"It's nice to have you here," she said presently.

"I like being here," Newt said.

Tina paused. "I just realized, I don't know how long you're even staying."

"I leave on the second," Newt replied. "I sent my manuscript in to be edited before I left and I'll be getting it back soon after I reach England. Then I have to make any corrections I want and send it in to be edited again."

"I see," Tina said. Newt thought there had been something in her voice, a hint of sadness. Just then, a young waitress came over with their drinks. She set them on the table and he thanked her. Then he added some milk and sugar to his tea and stirred it slowly.

"Tina," he said. She had picked up her mug and was holding it in her hands to warm them. When he spoke, she looked up at him.

"Hmm."

"Tina, I'd like to visit you again sometime, if you'd be okay with that," he said, blushing slightly. "I don't usually enjoy being around people but I really love spending time with you."

Tina's face broke into a smile. "Of course, I'd love if you came to visit again."

Newt smiled as well. He watched as Tina took a sip of her steaming coffee. She lowered her mug, setting it on the table. Her gaze had wandered to the window again. He hesitantly reached across the table and pushed her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. They both blushed and picked up their mugs.

They sipped their drinks slowly. Eventually, they began talking again. Neither of them had been good at talking to people, they never knew what to say, but it was so easy to talk to each other. There always seemed to be something interesting to talk about and, even when there wasn't, they were perfectly content to sit in silence, just enjoying the thought of being together.

When they finished their drinks, Newt paid and they left the café. Tina slipped her arm through Newt's and they began walking. They quickly decided they didn't want to Apparate, choosing instead to walk back to the apartment, despite the fact it was already dark. Tina moved her arm to settle around Newt's waist. He was surprised but he instinctively rested his arm around her shoulders, holding her close.

They slowly made their way through the streets of New York. Tina was leading the way since Newt didn't know New York that well. They finally reached the apartment and quickly sneaked inside. Queenie greeted them the moment they entered the room.

"Hello, you two. How was your date?" she grinned.

Newt felt himself blush. Tina had also turned red and was scowling at her sister.

"Queenie," she snapped. "It wasn't a da-" She broke off suddenly when her sister started laughing.

"Teen, don't bother," Queenie giggled. "You're both calling it a date in your minds so why don't we just call it what it is?" She grinned at them. "Why don't we have some supper?"

Newt was about to go into his room to get ready for bed when Tina stopped him at his door.

"Newt," she said hesitantly.

"Yes?"

"Was that a date?" she asked.

Newt looked at her curiously. "Do you want it to be?"

"I - Uh - Well, yes, I think so," she stammered.

"So do I," he replied.

Tina hesitated. "Then does that mean we're dating?"

Newt offered her a smile and blushed slightly. "I hope so," he said. He seemed to hesitate. Then he quickly leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Tina's cheek. Before she could react, he had turned and vanished into his room, quickly sliding the door shut behind him. Tina was left staring at the wooden door, raising one hand up to touch the spot on her cheek where she could still feel the ghost of Newt's lips.