Hi! I have come back with another one shot for you guys! Enjoy!

Betaed by SunMagic264 ;)

The prompt for this one is 'This is a nine-hour-long plane ride, we're sitting together and you're deathly afraid of flying' Another modern AU ;)

Leta didn't know what her little brother had in mind when he suddenly sent her ticket to America to visit him while he studied abroad. She already had way to much work on her hands and she was ready to tell him she couldn't visit him and would try to next time. Corvus told her there was a surprise that he had been working on for a few months and he needed her to be there. He was going to appear in a new show on Broadway and it would mean the world if she could be there for opening night.

And what could she say to that? Definitely not no.

So after talking with her boss, Travers, Leta organised to take a week of holiday leave. She had never taken any before so it had piled up quite a lot. Travers didn't really have a good reason to keep her there, so let her go without piling on any more projects to her already massive workload. She was glad for that; it was already too much work for one person to be happy with doing.

Finally, Leta was in the airport, getting ready to board the plane to New York. She hoped that at least that everything would happen smoothly but she knew that probably wishful thinking. Hopefully, there wouldn't be any delays. It was a long flight and it was already going to be tiresome without issues at the airport making it more tiresome.

What she didn't expect was to encounter was a familiar face from work, especially not sitting in the seat next to hers once she had gotten onto the plane. He sat there, very obviously tense, with his hands folded in front of his chest. "Theseus?" Leta gasped, eyes wide.

Theseus turned his head, his eyes registering her quickly before widening in surprise. "Leta? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, you know." Leta chuckles as she sat down, eyes not leaving his face. Theseus looked like a deer in headlights. She shook her head, amused. "Why do you look like as if I found you doing something illegal?"

"Well, I am-" He looked away, she could see the blush that had appeared on his cheeks. "I just didn't expect someone I know on this flight and in the seat next to me, nonetheless."

"Why?" She asked, curious. "Do you have fear of flying?" Theseus immediately tensed after she said that. Bingo, she thought. He turned his face back to her, cheeks still red with embarrassment. She grinned, reassuring him. "It's fine you know."

"I am sorry…." Theseus apologised, as he scratched his cheek.

"Now you're not making sense." Leta snorted. "Why are you saying sorry for something you cannot help?"

"Well," He shrugged, "Most people are annoyed with me when they sit beside me on a flight. So, on the chance that I annoy you, consider it a sorry in advance I guess."

"Well, it's fine with me. You don't have to worry about my reaction. I don't mind." Theseus still looked unsure about it and she couldn't stop the snort. "Seriously, Theseus. You said we are friends, right? Or were you joking?" She quipped.

"No! I really mean it!" Theseus denied. He looked really almost hurt by her question. He cleared his throat. "I am just used to being teased about this and I expected everyone to be the same regardless of whether you are my friends or not. And, Leta really, we are friends."

His eyes were full of conviction that she felt bad for teasing him about their friendship. Sometimes she forgot even though most people whispered behind her back over her family reputation, there were always people like Theseus and Newt. They always meant what they said. "Sorry, Theseus. I was only teasing." She apologised. "Anyway, don't worry about your fear. I am not going to tease or think badly of you because of it."

"Thank you, Leta." He smiled brightly. His smile had always been contagious and she promptly smiled back.

"Is this why I never hear of you taking business trips overseas?" She asked.

"You got me," He smiled sheepishly. "If I could help it, I try to not to. It's just so scary to get into a torpedo-shaped chunk of metal and get thrown across the Atlantic. How are people even sure it won't suddenly fall out of the sky? I don't get it!"

Leta giggled. "Because there is a thing called physics and the people who build and fly planes know what they are doing." She patted his back comfortingly. "It will be fine. I'm here. Don't worry, alright?"

Theseus nodded. She could see he was still quite nervous. "So, what has tempted you to brave the flight to New York?"

"Remember when Newt told us that he had a girlfriend in New York?" Leta nodded, remembering the email that Newt had sent to both of them about Tina Goldstein. He had attached a cute photo of the two of them together smiling shyly at each other, but glowing with happiness. "She will appear on Broadway and Newt wants to introduce me to her properly. He rarely wants to do anything with me so I am excited to see him and to meet her. Newt sounded quite proud of her and I'm quite curious to learn what kind of person she is."

"Anyone that can capture his heart must really be amazing. He is not someone that falls someone easily." Leta pointed out.

Theseus chuckled. "You are right. She must have been quite something." He paused. "And you, Leta? Why are you going to America?"

"Oh coincidentally, Corvus is also appearing on Broadway. I almost refused since he only asked me to come for a visit at first and because of Travers' never-ending list of work for me but when Corvus told me about being on Broadway, there was no way I could say no."

"I can't believe it," Theseus snorted. "We are really weak when it comes to our siblings, aren't we?"

"We are." Leta agreed and the two shared a laugh.

They chatted happily for a while, in an attempt to distract Theseus from their impending departure. But as soon as the pilot's voice came over the speakers announcing that they were going to take-off soon, Theseus paled.

"Theseus, it's fine really." She murmured as she placed her hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. "It will be fine."

Theseus didn't answer, only nodding stiffly. She sighed and eyed him worryingly. It was kind of bizarre to see her self-assured and confident friend become so pale and scared. She knew everyone always had something that scared them but Theseus always gave her the impression that he wasn't scared of anything. Maybe she had misread it and his attitude was more about people expecting him to act in a certain way. Maybe she had done that too.

Leta faced forward as they took off, bracing herself for Theseus' emotional impact. Unsure of what to expect, she dared to glance at Theseus. He was as white as a sheet and had started to tremble, his whole body shaking fearfully. Without giving herself the time to second guess herself, Leta reached out, grabbed his hand and held it reassuringly. He immediately squeezed her hand tightly, as if she was his lifeline and his existence depended on it. His eyes were still squeezed tightly shut until they felt the plane stabilise in the air. He didn't even dare to look up and he was still trembling while holding her hand.

"Theseus, Hey," She said carefully as she covered their joined hands with her free one. "It's fine now." He dared to look up at her for a second and she gave her best reassuring smile. "It's fine. I am here." He nodded stiffly. She could see the sheen of cold sweat glistening on his skin. She didn't say anything. She caressed his hand with her hand, comforting him.

After a while, he broke the silence between them. "I am so sorry, Leta."

"Nothing to apologise, Theseus. You have fear of flying, you can't help it." She tilted her head. "Do you feel better now?" She asked.

Theseus gave her a small smile and nodded. "Yes, a bit better. It was weird, I could hear my own heartbeat before." He laughed a bit and then smiled sheepishly at her. His cheeks were red again. "Also, I am sorry I didn't mean to squeeze your hand so tightly. I hope I didn't hurt you."

She had actually forgotten about that. Leta looked down at their hands, he positioned it in a weird angle. She released it. "It didn't hurt." She showed him her hand just so he was sure. It was rather red but that was all. "I am fine, Theseus."

Theseus let out a relieved sigh. "I am glad to know that."

The plane struck another patch of turbulence and Theseus immediately shut his eyes and began trembling again.

"Theseus, open your eyes." Leta murmured. She reached over and took his cheek, turning his face gently towards her. He slowly opened his eyes, and she could see the fear that danced in his irises. "Don't look at the window, I will close it. When it becomes too much, just hold my hand. It's a long flight after all."

"I am-"

"No apologies, Theseus Scamander." She reminded him sternly.

He smiled weakly. "Thank you, Leta."

"You're welcome, Theseus."

They spent the rest of flight talking and when it lulled into silence in between conversations it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable. Theseus avoided looking anywhere near the window even though she had pulled down the cover. Anytime the plane hit turbulence again, he would grab her hand and squeeze tightly. To help to distract him, she shared her headphones with him and started to talk about the music from her shuffling playlist. Sometimes she would just explain why she loved a song or tell him the story behind the artists' music.

The thing she really liked about Theseus was that he would listen to people. He didn't make fun of anyone for being passionate about things that he didn't understand. Instead of mocking people, he would ask more to try and understand it.

Leta had always admired that part of him and was always grateful to have such a supportive friend.

Theseus fell asleep about two hours before they were due to land and Leta couldn't help but sigh in relief. She allowed herself to sneak a glance at him as he slept, smiling when she saw how peaceful he looked. He had looked tired before take off but because he had been on edge he hadn't been able to fall asleep like the rest of the passengers. She was glad her pointless talk actually made him relax enough to help him drift off.

Leta spent the rest of the flight listening to music, humming it quietly. It was some time before they finally arrived in New York. She was glad it was such a smooth landing because she was sure Theseus would have jumped out of his seat if it had been rough.

"Theseus, wake up. We've arrived in New York," Leta said as she gently shook his shoulder. Theseus rubbed his eyes, looking around disoriented as he blinked at her sleepily. "C'mon time to leave the torpedo-shaped chunk of metal." She teased. That earned her a hearty laugh from Theseus.

After finally getting through security, they walked to the arrival gates together. Through the crowd of people, they spotted a nervous-looking Newt waiting for Theseus. The brothers spotted each other and Newt waved them over. Leta looked around for Corvus, but couldn't spot him, so decided to follow Theseus as he approached Newt.

Newt's eyes widened in surprise as he spotted her. "Theseus! And Leta! Hello!" Newt said excitedly. Leta shook her head fondly when she saw Theseus dropped his baggage to hug Newt. As expected of the number one hugger in the company, she mused. Newt who was still as awkward as ever just let Theseus hug him, patting his brother's back briefly. Leta giggled at the display of brotherly-affection. Their dynamic had always been like that and it never failed to amuse her.

"Are you fine? I am sorry, I forgot about your fear of flying," Newt apologised.

"I am fine," Theseus said, grinning. He ruffled his brother's hair and then gestured his chin at Leta. "Luckily, my seat was beside Leta and she helped me through it."

"Thanks for that, Leta." Newt smiled. "Oh, Corvus told me that he was supposed to be the one to pick you up but both Tina and Corvus are stuck in rehearsal, so I offered to pick you up as well, seeing as I was already coming out here to meet Theseus."

"Wait, so both your girlfriend and Leta's brother are in the same musical?" Theseus interjected

"Yes, Theseus."

"Should I consider this to be a coincidence or…"

"It's a coincidence! I swear!"

"Kidding, Newt. I was only teasing you." Theseus chuckled. He turned to Leta. "Let's watch their musical together and then we will go out to dinner, Leta. My treat."

"You don't need to do that, Theseus."

"Just let me thank you for helping me through the flight, please?"

Leta couldn't resist his sincere smile and relented. "Fine, Theseus."

"Thank you, Leta."

"Only you would take me out to dinner and thank me for accepting it. And it just because I sat next to you on a flight." Leta smiled fondly. "You are a strange man, Mr. Scamander."

"Only for you, Ms. Lestrange."

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