They laid, limbs tangled together, breaths heavy, in the tranquil silence of their room. Tina turned in the messy covers, molding herself into the masculine line of Newt's frame. She hoisted her head to rest on his chest, while his fingers danced up and down her spine in gentle miss-matched shapes. His other hand held hers just over his heart.

There was no other place she wanted to be. Life's cares drifted away while she lingered in her husband's arms; in that nirvana the evils of the world didn't exist and time was only a word. True bliss had finally come to her the first time she and Newt were intertwined, and every night after when they were together in the throes of passion, whispering promises and adorations to each other as they reached the peak of ecstasy. Her whole life was him.

"You're quiet," Newt murmured, voice sated and smoky.

The sound seeped into her skin, settling into her bones, prompting a shiver to quake through her.

"I'm tired." She said, her lips folding into a content smile. "…And thinking." She added after a beat.

"What is it you're thinking?" He asked.

Tina shrugged, scooting closer to him. "Nothing, really. Just relishing in us— how happy I am."

Newt squeezed her hand. "Mmm, I'm happy, too."

The room drifted back to its previous serenity, and for a moment Tina thought Newt had drifted to sleep, but found that he hadn't. There was a bemused expression on his face, something Tina had come to learn meant he wanted to say more, but wasn't sure if he should. She propped herself on her elbow to better gauge the expression masking his features. He was clearly lost somewhere in a sea of thoughts, treading blindly as he stared off into the middle distance.

"What are you thinking?" She asked, drawing his focus back to her.

A doleful smile spread across his kiss swollen lips, and the sight urged a frown to curl onto her own as the weight of reality came back to her.

"What…?" She asked again, this time sounding more concerned.

Newt shook his head casually, as if to dismiss the entire situation.

Tina pursed her lips as her eyes narrowed and a line sank into her brow, suddenly irked by his response.

"Newt, tell me." The words fell from her mouth more harshly than she had intended. "Please?" She added, hoping to sound less hostile.

It took him a moment to lose his composure before sighing with a defeated simper. "Have you ever wanted children?"

Judging from the look on her husband's face, her expression was not the one he'd been hoping for. Newt looked away quickly, his freckled cheeks filling with red, a faint scowl creasing his forehead.

"I realize we only just became man and wife— and with this endless traveling…" he sighed, all at once sounding as though he was sorry for even bringing the notion to life. "We've just never – er – discussed starting a family."

A stillness crept into the once tranquil ambiance that left the air feeling thick and tense. Tina didn't mean to hesitate as long as she did, knowing it only further soured the overall mood of their evening. Her eyes glanced at the potion perched readily on the nightstand that ensured she would remain childless if taken regularly.

In truth, she'd never given much thought to the possibility of having children of her own, especially since she had never thought she would ever be married – not that the two were mutually exclusive. She had only ever wanted to work. Juggling a job and a husband were not as difficult as she once thought; however adding a child into that equation was sure to complicate things.

Queenie drifted into her mind, her lovely sister. After her little Judith was born, her sister had opted to forego her place at MACUSA to see to her little one properly. Tina wasn't sure she possessed the constitution to quit her job and be the mother a child deserved. There were already so many creatures to look after. Then there were things that were out of anyone's control; they were living in a grim reality. The wizarding world was on the brink of war, with the No-Maj world not far behind. The world was not a welcoming place for something as innocent as a child.

None of that, however, could put a shadow to the seed Newt had planted for her mind's eye. She could picture him so easily cradling a sleeping bundle with a freckled face, or him leading a ginger haired toddler from enclosure to enclosure wearing a proud smile only a father could possess. The vivid imagery sent her stomach into delighted spiral she couldn't ignore.

After what could have been mere seconds or torturously long minutes, she managed to issue her husband a gentle grin, and with it, all the uncertainty fell away from Newt's features.

"Truthfully, the whole idea frightens me." It wasn't easy for her to admit to weakness. "However, I'm not saying no…"

The ghost of a frown returned to Newt's face and it caused Tina's heart to break a little.

"But you're not saying yes," he concluded.

A sigh sounded past Tina's lips, and she fluidly moved to straddle his waist, legs tucked and folded at his sides. There was surprise in his expression, but not enough to mask the air of rejection still present. With a soft smile she leant forward; close enough that the messy tendrils of her hair tickled his cheeks and met him eye to eye.

"No, that is not what I'm saying, silly man." She teased, sternly. "I'm saying, not right now."

Tina planted a slow adoring kiss to his plump lips, as if to provide him with some form of reassurance. Newt's body shifted upright, pulling her closer until her breasts pressed against his chest, never once moving his mouth away from hers.

She pulled away and met his gaze again, her hands caressing either side of his face. "I do want to have our child, Newt." Her voice was barely a whisper. "The world just isn't kind enough yet."

Newt's eyes were dark and earnest upon her, smoldering green and liquid from the moisture in them. A slow smile worked onto his lips and his fingers tenderly tucked stray locks of her brown hair behind her ears.

"You're right. Of course, you are right," he murmured, a happier timbre melting into his tone. "But someday?"

She pressed her forehead to his and nodded, refusing to let that question linger.

"Someday," she agreed

A toothy grin swept across Newt's face.

"Someday," he repeated.

A/N: I've actually had this chapter done for a while, but waited to post it when I had the subsequent chapters also done. SO, I can say with full confidence that chapter 12 will be posted on the 14th or 15th of this month, chapter 13 on either the 21st or 22nd and then the Epilogue will be up on the 28th or 29th! I'm so relieved to have this piece done so I can get started again on my Laughter Lines series! AAHH! :D Sorry this was so short too, the next two chapters are much longer, I promise!

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