So...just something to announce. Something that a lot of you have probably been waiting a ridiculously long time for...

A KISS. THERES A KISS IN THIS CHAPTER.

and.

We're getting to the movie in the next chapter.

That is all, go on about your day! :)

"I'm fine." I gave him a small smile, as I nodded. He seemed to accept that, taking a step back from me. He was sweet right now but I had no idea why he was being sweet. I had a lot of questions at the moment, none of which I wanted to actually ask him.

"I wonder where our guide is now." Newt spoke aloud, making me sigh. We'd completely and utter lost him at this point and I had no idea what do at this point. We couldn't go back to the Village yet, and we still had the American's around.

"I have no idea, but now we have Occamies?" I frowned, unsure as to what to do at the moment. I guess all we could do was continue on in some direction, so I brushed myself off. I'd accumulated a lot of leaves and spider webs which was worrisome but I tried my best to ignore the feeling that I had a dozen spiders crawling all over me.

"Lets just continue forwards." I declared, picking the Niffler off of my shoulder and allowing him to slip back inside my pocket. He was less that happy but he complied, nonetheless.

I didn't say anything else for a while, just marching in whatever direction we'd picked earlier. In fact I didn't even know how much time had passed until I elected to take a seat and drink some water. Newt collapsed next to me, his shoulder was just barely touching mine but it seemed like I could feel him all the same.

"I think we're lost." He surmised, uncapping his water before taking a drink of it.

"No kidding." I glanced at him behind my canteen.

"Well..." He was thinking, I could see the gears turning in his head after he'd capped the canteen again. I leaned back on my palms, looking up at the dense green canopy. Everything was so wet and hot here, but it was dark feeling under the trees. I wonder how that happened? Well, the sun probably hit everything up top which heated everything below but the heat was trapped and it rained quite a bit so-

"Do you see that?" Newt was whispering now, pulling me from my thoughts as I glanced at him to follow his eyes.

"Yeah..." I frowned, looking a metal trap that was half open. There was blood on the floor but I couldn't see an animal, there was nothing there.

"That's odd." I mumbled, standing to take a closer look. I almost jumped back as the trap dragged across the floor before reaching the end of it's length and stopping,

"It moved." Newt oberseved quietly, I nodded at that. We both just stood still for a few seconds before the Niffler had determined he was done for today and started shimmying out of my pocket. I tried to lightly grab him but he slipped out of my fingers before running down my front.

"Wait!" My whispers were sharp enough that the little guy actually stopped when he reached the ground and turned back to click at me. I imagined he was trying to tell me that he just wanted to stretch his legs but I was terrified he'd get snapped up by whatever was in the trap.

"You can't just jump ship when you'd like." I crouched down to his height ever so slowly as I whispered.

"Theres something over there." I pointed in the direction of the trap that suddenly decided to move towards us, it made me jump into action. I scooped up the Niffler in a hurry, before trying to scramble backwards as the trap dragged closer to us. It dawned on me that it wasn't so afraid anymore which was distressing. I felt hands wrap themselves around my arms and I was pulled back by Newt.

I bit my lip as I realised I couldn't reach my wand and I had absolutely no idea what this thing was, visions of animals with poisonous streams or fire or teeth jumped to my mind as the trap dragged closer.

I turned my head into Newt's chest and closed my eyes, prepared to be stung or bitten as his frame wrapped around my back with his wand pointed towards it. I shielded the Niffler with my arms, pulling him closer to my chest for some amount of protection.

Nothing happened for a second as I felt feather light touches on my ankle. I peeked an eye open to still see nothing, but I could feel something touching my exposed ankle. Newt still had his wand pointed but I wasn't sure it was needed right now, so I leaned away from him slightly.

"Ara." His voice was a low whisper as he tried to pull me back lightly. I shook my head but still kept the Niffler tucked away near my chest as my other hand reached towards whatever was near me right now.

"Oh." I mumbled to myself as I felt something soft touch my outstretched hand. It couldn't be dangerous, I blinked and in a second later a white, ape-like creature materialised before my eyes.

"It's a demiguise." I mumbled lightly, looking at it's finger inspecting my own.

"Bloody hell." Newt relaxed his grip quickly as we watched it analyse both of us. I was fascinated as it's eyes flash before it moved back a little and revealed the foot that was caught inside the trap. Right! They could see the most probably event in the future, absolutely fascinating.

This was why I wanted to travel with Newt, to see things like this and experience the world. I didn't want to settle down into the same pattern everyday with a husband and kids like I was expected to do. I think it really started after I'd gotten out of the great war, creatures always fascinated me but I never got the chance to study them when I'd decided to do my part for my country. I wasn't sure when it started...actually. I think it started with Newt.

"Easy there." I blinked a bit before I realised Newt was creeping closer to the demiguise with a soft voice. I peered at the chain, wondering how we'd get it off of the poor thing and what to do after that. I was blaming the Americans. It seemed right up their alley to try and trap a defenseless creature.

"Do you have a saw?" I analysed the chain further as I let the Niffler back onto the ground who clicked at me incessantly. I waved a hand at the little creature as I waited for Newt's answer.

"In my workshop, I think." He mumbled, nodding back to the case behind me.

"I'll be back." I crept slowly over to the case and clicked it open, trying not to startle the creature.

Newt didn't respond which was all the better as I slowly maneuvered my way down the workshop and searching through things noisily, looking for a saw or something to cut through the chain without startling the little thing. Maybe I could use magic?

A SEVERING CHARM. Why didn't I think of that already? Good grief. It was a second year charm, Ara. Honestly, where is your head? I jumped up the ladder with excitement but still my movements as it dawned on me that I still had a potentially dangerous creature right here. Maybe it was the heat here.

Newt was close enough for me to feel his breath drift across my face, he'd distracted the Demiguise with Pickett it seemed. The creature was entirely engrossed with the little bowtrucket which gave me a chance to wave my wand. A stream of hot pick magic spewed out from the tip of my wand, allowing me to run it through the chain and break the demiguise free.

Bless my brain.

"He's asleep." I mentioned to Newt as we set about trying to figure out how to get the trap off of his foot. He seemed less than happy to accompany us but it seemed we'd have to keep him for a little while. His foot was mangled and blood was still seeping out which made my heart hurt but at least we'd found a safe enough place to go into the case so the trap could be taken off of him.

I took a step back to wash out one of the rag's we'd been using to soak up the blood and appraised Newt over my shoulder. His back was turned and he was leaned over the Demiguise with a face of solid concentration.

His hair had gotten a little longer and he was still a little boney but I enjoyed the way his arms flexed as he finagled with the trap. He'd rolled his sleves up, but his arms had stopped moving for a second. I glanced up at his eyes to find him observing me from the corner of his eye. I focused back on wringing out the rag quickly but some part of me wondered if that was what he looked like when he was working on me.

I heard a few clicks out the Niffler who was happily munching on a piece of bread that he'd found. I rolled my eyes at his happiness to simply sit on the desk near me and eat. I wish I was that easy to please.

Wordlessly, I join Newt back at his table again to wrap the newly cleaned rag back around the demiguise's ankle. I crouched down, examining the contraption with interest. The trap's teeth were sunken down into him but the mechanism looked rusted and old, which gave me some hope.

"We can try to unscrew this." I turned my face as I pointed at one particular screw that seemed to be piece of what was holding the trap together, when I bumped into Newt's nose. It took me a moment to recover after I found his eyes had darted away from the screw I was pointing to and had landed on my face, in particular my lips.

"Um." I mumbled more to myself than to him as he leaned ever so slightly closer. I blinked, unsure if I should pull away or lean closer to him but it seemed my body had other ideas as I found myself leaning closer to him.

I blinked again, but this time I felt something touching my lips. He was soft, soft enough that I barely felt his lips brush against mine so I leaned a little closer still, molding my lips to against his. I'm sort of thinking that Newt's lips or just his body in general was electrifying in all the right ways. I turned my head as his hand wrapped around my the back of my head-

"I-I think that'll do it." I declared unceremoniously as I jerked back from him, spinning my head to see the Demiguise stirring slightly.

"Sounds about right." I stood up quickly right as Newt did the same thing, clearing his throat.

Pulling my wand out, I forced a pointed stream to carefully take out the screw. Newt spun around to do grab something right as I heard a clattering of things falling off the desk near us. His clumsiness made me want to smile but I forced it down as I focused on turning my wand enough to take out the screw.

A blush warmed my face and rushed down to my stomach as I realised what just transpired. I kissed Newt. I kissed the guy that was supposed to be my teacher. Oh, Merlin. What have I done?