Is there something wrong that I'm doing? I have over ten chapters and still five reviews. Is it because I've had mostly Poppy chapters and not too much of anyone else? Because if that's the case than I'm sorry about that. It's just how it's been written.

Also I apologize now for it being such a long, long chapter. I decided to just mash this into one instead of two chapters.

Don't worry. Jack's theory will be explained in a future chapter ;)


She hated this weather. She absolutely hated this weather. Tina was fanning herself with a self-made fan (just old papers) while sitting on the couch with Levi in front of her drawing on some old papers with coloring tool. It may be June fourteenth and it could be the first of many heatwaves the city may endure, but this was just enough for her already. "September, September, September, September." She reminded herself. "September."

"What?" Levi asked his mommy as he looked up at her. "September?"

Tina smiled. "Your baby brother or sister will be born, Levi."

"Brother." He insited. "Girls gross." He made a face.

"Girls are not gross," Tina chuckled. "I'm a girl."

"No. Mommy, mommy." Levi again insisted. "Brother." He stood up and toddled to Tina's growing belly. He rubbed his head against her belly and said, "Niffler."

"You want the baby's name to be Niffler?"

"Yeah!" Levi laughed. "Niffler."

Tina picked up her laughing toddler and sat him on her lap. He added more heat from his weight but she took it all. Levi rested his head against her chest as Tina hummed. Though it was Saturday and neither she or Newt worked, Newt had some work he was unable to finish yesterday due to unexpected chaos at the ministry so Newt had to go in today to finish the work.

Newt would be home soon and usually as soon as he came back and greeted Tina and Levi he would check on his 'other children' and Levi would follow him instantly. It was six already. Newt was always back by six thirty.

Levi ate his dinner earlier than usual. An hour ago. Tina also now craved ice cream. It was nearly sunset, as the orange rays of gold were near the halfway point, so it was still bright enough for her to go down the road. "Levi, since you ate dinner a little while ago, do you want to get ice cream?"

"Yeah!"

Within moments Tina had written a note for Newt to find explaining where Levi and herself were at and out the door with the child holding hands with her.


Newt opened the door to the cottage house at six-thirty on the dot. He expected the two year old redhead boy to be running up to him. Nothing. "Tina?" Newt called up the staircase to the left of the cottage several steps "Anyone home?"

No answer. Newt figured they were in the backyard. He followed through the back where the kitchen was located and the door that lead to the back. He noticed as soon as he walked into the kitchen a note on the table.

Ice cream with Levi. Home soon.

xoxo Tina.

Newt figured they would be home soon so he decided to wait for a little bit longer for Levi before going into the basement. He looked over on the calender on the fridge and saw schedule for the next full week. The one week when there was almost nothing for himself or Tina to do work wise so they were going to use it to get the nursey room done, take a family trip to visit his family in the city for two days and then the rest spent at home. The best part was that on Tuesday morning, Jacob would be here again. No reason much since he was just there a month-ish ago, he just missed them again.

At seven it was dark out. Newt had come up from the basement checking on his creatures and feeding them their dinner. He looked outside the front again hoping to see Tina and Levi. Nope. Not yet. The path to the store with the ice cream included crossing over a small arched stone bridge with running water that usually had a family of ducks and geese swimming around. The moon was stunningly bright tonight and it would light up the running water. Levi probably wanted to sit and watch for a while. Seven-thirty the latest since Tina always wanted Levi in bed by eight.

Ten minutes later just as Newt finished writing down some stuff for his children's book he heard a knock on the door. It was light but heard enough. Probably Tina. He stood up and walked to the front of the cottage where opened the door. "There you are—Oh!" He paused when the door was opened.

In front of his was not his wife and son. A young girl. A teenager. She was much shorter than Tina. Large jade green eyes and dark brown straight hair. The teenager was dressed pretty nice with a white blouse top, red checked skirt and black oxford shoes. She donned a grey jacket and had dark brown bell cloche hat with a tied bow pink ribbon around the base of the bump. She had a youthful apperance—appearing to be fifteen or sixteen. She smiled but it was a nervous kind of smile.

"Hello," Newt greeted kindly. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

She nodded but kept silent as her smile quivered a bit.

Newt looked up and saw an older guy standing at the front gate. Two bicycles next to him. His and hers. He lifted up his newspaper boys cap. Newt thought he knew him but couldn't pin exactly if he knew this man or not. Newt turned his attention back to the teenager. "Can I help you?" He asked. "Are you lost?"

She nodded yes but then shook her head no. "Sorry." The non-British girl spoke. "I, uh," She tried to organize her thoughts. Newt looked at her face and couldn't help but think she looked like someone he knew in his past and hoped was well today. The teenager turned back to her friend. He shrugged and gestured for her to speak to Newt. She turned back to Newt and asked, "Sorry, sir, uh...Do you know someone who was born on February third in 1903?"

"Sure." He said. His sister-in-law, Queenie.

"Right...good...okay. Uh, about a little bit taller than my height," She adjusted her hand to make the height about three inches taller. "Blonde hair, green eyes. A witch from New York. She can read people, like minds and stuff."

"Yes?" Newt answered. She was spot on with Queenie answers.

"So she'd be in her early forties now. Fourty-three exactly." She continued. "She's got a sister, Porpentina, forty-six I believe is her current age or roughly around that age."

"Yes? I'm sorry, but these questions are sort of—"

"Directed to a person in specific?" She finished his statement.

"Yes." Newt said in disbelief as he continued to stare at her in awe and shock. She's intelligent with her questions no doubt. But how?

She smiled. "My name is Poppy Goldstein. Queenie's daughter."


Inside of the cottage house it was warm. Poppy and Jack sat on the couch waiting for New to return. They had been there for five minutes so far. Poppy had taken out an album that she took with her before she left the house. Just in case she needed to provide proof.

"You don't think he minds that I'm here, now, right?"

Jack told her, "I said wait until morning to get here, but someone was too determined to meet the long lost family."

Poppy giggled. "I said I was going to be fine on my own. It's not that terrible of a bike ride. It only took two hours to bike here from your parents home."

"Nah-uh! No way! You know what I said on the boat ride over the pond 'ere, Poppy? Yes? My theory? Not. Taking. A Risk." He gritted through his teeth with wide eyes. "I'm not risking you being number six. Your mum will find out and frankly honestly truly, I'm more shit terrified of Mum-Queenie than Queenie-Queenie."

Poppy shrugged at that response. She had no need to talk about that person now. "So, you think he's minding that I'm here or not? I dunno much about British manners or whatever."

Jack leaned back into the seat and said, "He's a nice guy. I said that on the ship ride here. Frankly, I think the shock would be the same no matter the time."

Newt came back with a tray of hot chocolate mugs and warm cookies on plates. He still was in total shock. This was beyond his imagination though. He didn't not believe Poppy because he could clearly see Queenie on this girl. And knowing exactly who her father is, he could see a bit of Jacob on her too. Hair color, ears and her smile. As always these were new people but he did his best to make conversation.

"So Poppy?" He asked her as the mug levitated over to her. "That's quite, um, a name."

She smiled sheepishly. "My full name is Rose Hazel Gold. Mom shorted the name to Gold. I guess to avoid people from finding her. Rose and Hazel are after my grandmothers. But when I was younger I would jump out of nowhere and surprise people. Sort of like I pop out of no where. Poppy."

Rosalie and Hazel. Of course.

"Is, uh, Aunt Porpentina here?"

"Tina." Newt corrected her. "No, she went out earlier."

"Okay."

Newt nodded then his eyes went to the older guy who kept to himself. He didn't seem too distrustful though; in fact he seemed comfortable. "May I ask who you are?"

"Jacob Galway. Call me Jack," Jack held out his hand. As the two shook Jack said, "A friend of Poppy's."

Poppy inserted. "Boyfriend. Dating for a year. We met three years ago in July. But we started to date last year."

"Oh."

"Sorry, but mind if I use the bathroom?" Jack asked. "I'll be quick.

"Oh sure. Upstairs at the end of the hallway to the left." Newt told him. Jack got up and left quickly for the bathroom. Newt turned his attention back to Poppy. She smiled that Jacob Kowalski smile, making Newt smile. A niece, he thought. How splendid! Jacob had always told me he never cared about the gender of his and Queenie's children, but there was always something about him when he mentioned having a baby girl. Something in the tone of his voice and his facial expression filled with love and exci—

"Uncle Newt?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay? Your just kind of staring at me."

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. You just look so much like your mother but I see your father too." Poppy blushed. "Is Queenie here? At Jack's home maybe?"

Poppy bit her mouth and she frowned. "No. Uh." She inhaled. "Mom—"

"Daddy!" A small child ran into the room and wrapped his arms around Newt's leg. "Daddy! Ice cream! We see ducks!" Levi cheered with a bright smile on his face that matched the sparkle in his brown eyes.

Poppy smiled instantly. A cousin! She had a cousin!

"Levi!" Newt picked up his son. Well this meant Tina was near. "Where's mummy?"

Aunt Tina!

As if on cue, the pregnant woman waddled into the room from the front door and closed it behind her. She hung up her hat as she called out, "Hi Newt." She turned around to see, from her angle, Newt and Levi on the couch. "Whose bikes are out there?" She walked into the room where the two boys sat.

"Tina—"

"HI!" Levi shouted with happiness and waved at the strange girl.

Tina looked over and saw the brunette. To be honest she had to do a double-take. This girl looked so much like her sister. "Hello?" She greeted but questioned.

"Hello." Poppy greeted. "I'm Poppy."

"Hello?" Tina repeated. She was so confused now. Who the hell was this girl? She heard footsteps behind her and saw an older guy coming down. "Hello?"

"'ello," He greeted. He studied Tina's face and noticed something interesting. "Poppy," He turned to the girl. "Exactly 'ow is it that your aunt 'ere and you share the same nose, but your mum birthed you? You got that Queenie eyes and face—". Tina's facial expressed changed to shock. "—with that Jacob color on your 'ead, but somehow you got your aunt's nose?"

Tina looked over instantly at the teenager. She knew it! She knew it! This teenager was a mini-Queenie minus her hair (and nose supposedly). "You know my sister?" She asked a bit loudly. "Queenie?"

Poppy nodded. "She's my mom."

Tina just continued to stare at this teenager. The young lady just brought back memories of teenage versions of Tina and Queenie, then more of them as adults. All until Queenie left. A smile lifted on her face. A smile Newt hadn't seen in years but he knew too well.

"Queenie's daughter? My sister Queenie?" She asked. The brunette nodded with a huge grin. Tina could already feel the water works in her eyes as she lifted her arms up and extended them out. It didn't take a genius for Poppy to understand. Poppy put her mug down, stood up and practically ran to hug her aunt. The two embraced in a firm hug. Though they just met it feels like they have always known about one another for almost two decades. Poppy nuzzled her head against her aunt's chest hearing her heart beat wildly with emotions. Tina rubbed the girls long hair as water rolled off her cheeks.

This may not be Queenie, Tina thought. But maybe Queenie will come back to us. Soon.