Newt and Tina spent the next few days going through everything in the house, packing it safely away in boxes which Newt labeled and organized because Tina couldn't be bothered to do it. He stacked them all in an empty enclosure in his case so that they could be transported easily.

Tina had managed not to start crying while going through most of the things in the living room but eventually she knew she couldn't avoid the one thing she wanted to avoid: going through Queenie's things.

"In a way, it would be easier if she had died," Tina had commented as she carefully, packed Queenie's clothes. "Then, at least, she would just be gone and I'd know there was no hope. And she'd still be a good person. But since she followed Grindelwald-"

She hadn't been able to finish the thought but Newt had understood what she meant. He knew how badly losing her sister was affecting her, and how badly being in their apartment was too.

Every night they had been there, Newt had been woken up by Tina's muffled cries. Every night, he had climbed out of bed and crossed the room to where Tina lay, still asleep. He had knelt by the bed, or sat on the edge, taking her hand in his and alternated between gently rubbing her back and stroking her hair. He would stay there until she had calmed down and her tears had slowed. Then he would slowly make his way back to Queenie's bed, where he was sleeping, and go back to sleep. The next morning, Tina would wake up with no memory of Newt comforting her, or of the dream itself. Until the seventh night.

That night, Tina hadn't calmed down. She was gripping Newt's hand tightly, sobbing in her sleep. He hadn't wanted to wake her up but nothing he did could make her stop crying. Eventually, he gave in and carefully climbed onto the narrow bed, slipping under the covers. Tina had immediately pulled him closer, unconsciously burying her face in his chest. He had held her close and eventually her tears had slowed. He had decided to wait a few minutes before returning to his own bed but he had fallen asleep a few moments later.

That morning, Tina woke up to find herself staring at the fabric of Newt's pajama shirt. She gasped, pulling back suddenly, waking him up. He blinked at her sleepily then realized she was actually here.

"Tina!" He began trying to climb out of the bed. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have- I-"

Tina moved to press a kiss to his lips, effectively silencing his embarrassed rambling. She felt him relax in her arms.

"Newt, I don't mind," she assured him. "I was just startled, that's all. I didn't expect to find you here." She paused, frowning slightly. "What are you doing here?"

Newt blushed slightly. "Uh- you were having a nightmare and, um, my usual ways of getting you to calm down weren't working so I thought that if I would be able to hold you, you'd quiet down. It worked and I meant to leave but I - I fell asleep."

"What do you mean your usual ways?" Tina asked. "Have I had nightmares before?"

"You've had nightmares every night since we got here."

"Oh . . ." Tina rolled onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. "I'm so sorry."

Newt frowned. "For what?"

"I've been keeping you from sleeping well," she said.

He laughed. "Tina, you're ridiculous. It hasn't bothered me at all."

They fell silent, neither one wanting to move, but Newt knew he had to get up.

"We need to get out of bed, darling," he murmured. "I've got to feed the creatures and make us breakfast before we go to MACUSA. You've got a whole office to pack up today."

Tina sighed. "Fine," she mumbled. She began pushing Newt. "But I can't get out until you do."

Newt climbed out of the bed and reached for his case.

"Can I feed them today?" Tina asked. "You know, that way you can make breakfast and we can leave earlier."

Newt agreed and grabbed his clothes. He went to the bathroom to change before starting breakfast. Tina joined him a few minutes later, dressed in her usual white blouse and black pants. They ate quickly and then left the apartment, finding a hidden corridor to Disapparate from.

Tina's office looked exactly like it had when she had left it. Her desk was free of paperwork, though a single book lay on its surface. She looked around and let out a tired sigh.

"Today's gonna be a long day," she muttered.

"Just tell me what to do and I'll do it," Newt offered.

Tina moved around the office, looking at the different shelves and checking in all the drawers. "You could start with the books," she suggested. "That's something you wouldn't need my help doing. A lot of them are mine but some of them belong to MACUSA. Mine should all have my name in them and MACUSA's will all have the seal. Why don't you sort through them, packing them in separate boxes? Any that don't have my name or MACUSA's seal just leave on the desk and I'll deal with them later." She started toward the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to find Achilles and apologize to him."

Newt frowned slightly. He had never met Tolliver so he didn't know what the man was like. "Be careful."

Tina laughed. "Aren't I always?"

Tina made her way along the halls of MACUSA until she reached the door to Achilles's office. She glanced inside. He was sitting at his desk. Jeanette Pace was hovering behind him, leaning over his shoulder to read whatever was in front of him. He moved to write something on the page.

Tina cleared her throat. The pair of them looked up suddenly and Achilles gasped.

"Tina!"

Tina laughed slightly. "Hello."

"You're back!"

"Obviously." Tina took a step further into the room. "Hello, Pace."

Pace flashed her a winning smile. "Goldstein," she said.

"But when did you get back?" Achilles asked.

"About a week ago," Tina said.

Achilles pushed his chair back and got to his feet. Pace stretched up and whispered something in his ear. His expression changed slightly.

"Oh, right." He looked at Tina nervously.

"Can we talk, Achilles, just you and me?" she asked.

Achilles nodded and looked at Pace. She nodded as well and left the room, flashing Tina a sly smile as she passed. She looked very self-satisfied and Tina suspected she knew the reason.

"So, you and Pace," Tina said, raising her eyebrows.

Achilles looked nervous. "Uh, we, uh- She's my partner now. We work together," he stammered.

Tina laughed. "So did we."

"Look, Tina," Achilles started. "I'm sorry but I think we need to break up. We were never really close and you haven't written to me in months. I know you were on a mission but it made it hard to improve our relationship. I really like you but I never felt anything special between us. You always seemed so depressed and distant." He paused. "You seem much more . . . alert and cheerful today."

A smile tugged at Tina's lips.

"You're not upset?" Achilles asked.

"Do you want me to be?"

"N-no. Of course not. I was terrified of telling you because I didn't want to hurt you but Jeanette said I should. You never really told me what was going on at home but I could tell something was wrong and I didn't want to hurt you by leaving you."

Tina offered him a smile. "Thank you, Achilles. I'm not upset. In fact, I was coming down here for just that reason: to tell you we can't keep dating."

"What? You were going to break up with me?"

Tina nodded. "You see, I owe you an apology."

"How so?" Achilles asked. He moved around the desk, resting against it. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Yes, I did. I - Well, I used you," she admitted. She raised her left hand, showing him her ring. "You see, I'm engaged."

"Engaged!" Achilles stared at her. "When did you get engaged?"

"Uh, see, that's the complicated thing. Technically, I've been engaged since February, since before we met."

"Then why-"

"Let me explain," Tina interrupted. "There was a mistake and I overreacted. Due to some miscommunication, I thought my fiancé and I were no longer engaged and I wanted to forget him. I thought that if I started dating someone I would forget about him but I couldn't. I'm really sorry, Achilles. I shouldn't have done that. It was wrong."

"It's okay, Tina. I won't hold it against you," Achilles said.

"Thank you."

There was a moment of silence.

"You and your fiancé are together now?" Achilles asked.

"Yes, he learned I was in Paris and managed to find me. We eventually got to talk things through and we figured out what had happened." Tina smiled. "We both still wanted to get married so . . ." She trailed off.

"Well, congratulations," Achilles said. "I'm very happy for you. You look much happier than you ever did with me."

"Thank you, Achilles," Tina replied. She hesitated. "I do want you to know that I did like you, I just didn't love you the way I love my fiancé."

Achilles nodded.

"I need to go," she went on. "And I suppose you have work to do."

"Yes. It was good to see you again."

"It was good to see you too," Tina said. She turned to leave but she hesitated. "I hope you'll have better luck with Pace than you did with me."

Achilles blushed slightly and Tina left the room. She made her way back up to her office where she found Newt kneeling on the floor, packing books in a box. He looked up when she entered.

"Well?"

Tina smiled, dropping to the ground next to him. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"It's fine. Achilles wanted to break up with me anyway. I won't be surprised if he starts dating Jeanette Pace soon."

"So you're all mine now?" Newt asked.

Tina laughed. "I'm all yours."

Newt pulled her closer to him, pressing a kiss to her lips. She returned it. A moment later, she pulled away and sneezed.

"You're sitting in a cloud of dust," she protested.

He laughed as he watched her pull out her wand. She flicked her wrist, casting a spell, and all the dust in the room vanished.

"Are you going to lend me a hand now?" he asked.

Tina shook her head. "Soon, but I've got to write my resignation first."

"You're really resigning?"

"Yes, Newt. We're packing up my office, aren't we?"

Tina rummaged around until she found a clean piece of parchment, a quill, and a bottle of ink. She uncorked the bottle and dipped the quill inside. Then she began to write. When she was done, she folded the letter and slipped it into an envelope, sealing it shut.

Setting the letter to one side, she pulled open the bottom drawer and took out all the files in it. She slowly began going through them, sorting them into piles of papers she would keep, papers she would throw away, and papers that belonged to MACUSA.

She and Newt had been working quietly for about half an hour when a tap on the door made them look up. President Picquery was standing in the doorway.

"Madam President!" Tina exclaimed, scrambling to her feet.

"Hello, Goldstein," she smiled. "Scamander. I heard that you were back and I thought I'd come down and see if you really were."

"Yes, we arrive about a week ago," Tina explained.

Newt had gotten to his feet as well, dusting his hands on his pants.

"Your mission?" Picquery asked.

Tina shook her head. "It was a disaster. I couldn't find out anything about Credence's history. The only lead I had turned out to be a dead end."

"And the boy?"

Tina bowed her head. "Grindelwald. He - he joined Grindelwald."

Picquery's face didn't change but there was a flicker of some emotion in her eyes. "Willingly?" she asked.

"Yes. He believed that Grindelwald could t-tell him who he was."

"I see," Picquery said. "Ah, well." She glanced around the room. "What's going on in here?"

"Oh, right." Tina rummaged around for the envelope. Then she moved around the desk and handed it to Picquery. "I'm resigning. I'm moving to London."

Picquery looked startled but she opened the envelope and scanned the letter inside. Then she looked up, glancing at Newt before turning her gaze to study Tina.

"I see," she said slowly. The letter didn't explain much but Tina knew she understood more than it said. "Congratulations."

Newt and Tina blushed slightly.

"Well, Miss Goldstein, it was an honor to have you working for MACUSA. You were one of the best Aurors. We'll miss you."

She turned to leave. Then she stopped, turning around.

"What happened to your sister?" she asked. "One day she didn't show up to work and we haven't seen her since."

Tina's face fell. Newt moved over to her, resting his hand on her back. She was fighting back tears, but it was a losing battle. She quickly reached up to wipe her eyes.

"She - She's in Europe, I suppose, w-with Credence," Tina managed. It was the closest she could come to saying that Queenie had joined Grindelwald but Picquery understood.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she murmured. She stepped towards Tina, resting her hand on the younger woman's upper arm. "I can't imagine how you must be feeling, I never had any siblings. I know this must be hard for you, but you're a strong woman, Tina, and I think I know enough about your sister to know she'll see her mistake soon enough."

Tina nodded wordlessly. Picquery stepped back. "Goodbye, Miss Goldstein, Mr. Scamander."

Newt nodded and she left the room. He turned slightly and pulled his fiancée into a hug.

"We might want to get back to work," he murmured presently.

Tina nodded and they slowly moved to get back to their work.

About half a week later, everything in both the office and the apartment had been packed in boxes, neatly labeled and stacked in Newt's case. Newt had bought tickets to return to London and Tina had explained to Mrs. Esposito that neither she nor Queenie would be returning.

Tina stood in the apartment, looking around. The only thing left was the furniture. None of it held any significance so there was no reason to bring it. She let out a shaky sigh.

"It's gonna be okay," Newt murmured, approaching her.

She turned to face him. "I know. It's just- I grew up here. I've spent practically my whole life in this apartment."

Newt gave her a hug. "It's time to go," he murmured.

Tina nodded and took one last look around at the apartment she had grown up in and would never see again. Then she followed Newt out of the room, shutting the door behind her.