Objects clattered as Jacob slid into the case, "Will you sit down?" having assisted the Muggle man, Newt made quick work of getting to his work table.

"Good idea."

"Anna, could you do me a favor and grab that bucket over there?" She looked about the small room, spotting what he was talking about.

"That's definitely the Murtlap. You must be particularly susceptible. See, you're a muggle, so our physiologies are subtly different.

"Ew." Anna set the bucket down on the table top and watched as he set to work healing the strange animal bite.

"Stay still. And that should stop the sweating. And one of those should sort the twitch." Anna stared in horror as Newt drew up a large meat cleaver from the side of the table.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MARY EASTEY ARE YOU DOING?!" Newt looked back at her confused, his eyes trailed to the meat cleaver and then Anna as realization sank in.

"Oh, No. no no, I'm not going to kill you, I'm not mad." He made quick work of chopping up some meat before dumping it into the bucket she'd found.

"Take that." He handed the bucket to Jacob who looked down with disgust, "Ugh…" Anna and Jacob stood watching as he squished some fluorescent blue liquid from an odd little pod like thing.

"Come on."

"Whatcha got there?"

"This, the locals call Swooping evil. Not the friendliest of names. It's quite an agile fella" Anna inched closer to the ladder as he let the thing dangle from his fingers.

"I've been studying him, and I'm pretty sure that his venom could be quite useful if properly diluted. Just to remove bad memories, you know?" the thing screeched as Newt snapped his wrist, sending the creature flying at the two. Anna let out a terrified scream and ducked behind the ladder so the creature couldn't latch onto her. Newt turned with a smile on his face until he saw her expression.

She was afraid…of him.

"Probably shouldn't let him loose in here, though…" The wizards heart sank as he opened the door, stepping out into another area, Anna made no effort to move. In his haste to show off the creature he'd momentarily forgotten she still had no idea about the world she came from.

"Come on."

Anna watched as the two men stepped out of the shack, the door left slightly ajar, she made no effort to follow, instead choosing to stay in the safety of the small work space, a pair of picture frames caught her eye, one of a dark-skinned girl that seemed to be playing a continuous loop of her smiling, and the other a non-moving picture of her... with Newt.

Picking up the picture she stared at it, she was dressed in a loose fitting, short sleeved dress. And Newt seemed to be dressed in basically what he was wearing now, the only difference was probably the color. of his vest. Looking towards the door she set the picture down carefully and moved towards it, hearing the sound of some kind of bird.

"Wait. No, sorry. Stay there. He's a wee bit sensitive to strangers. Here you are. Here you are. He was trafficked you—"

"Newt?" the wizard turned to see Anna stopped in the door way. "Anna? Jacob, if you could excuse us for a moment."

"Yeah, no, of-of course." The plump man stepped off to the side, admiring the large bird.

"I saw your picture."

"Picture?"

"The one with the two of us." Newt suddenly decided that the ground was very interesting.

"Oh, that picture. That was taken not long after our 5th year of Hogwarts. We had gone into London to browse shops when you suggested we take a photo together and I remember this strange little shop that seems to draw your eye, it was filled with all manner of muggle items—"

"McNaery's…" the ghost of a smile graced her features, "I remember this little jewelry box that was in the window."

"The silver one with the…uh, rhinestone embellishments…"

"With a fairy print cameo! That's it!" a joyful giggle erupted from Anna's chest as the memory played in her mind.

"I could have spent hours browsing Mr. McNaery's shop, but I didn't want to bore you, and that's when I suggested the picture. But, Why did you keep it all these years? I could have been dead." Newt declined an answer but took her hand.

"I'll tell you, just not right now." He motioned to Jacob with a tilt of his head before leading her off into the next habitat.

"All right, here they come."

"Here who comes?" Anna stared out at the horizon of the new habitat, "Graphorn's."

"Hey!" Newt kept Jacob in place as the large beasts charged up, "You're all right." Anna smiled at the strange creatures.

"Hello." The large horse like creature sniffed at the two new people, eliciting yet another giggle.

"They are very friendly."

"She likes you." Newt smiled fondly, "See, they're the last breeding pair in existence. So if I hadn't managed to rescue them, that could have been the end of Graphorn's forever." Anna stared around, wondering what other creatures he might have in this suit case of his.

"All right."

"What, you rescue these creatures?"

"Yes, that's right. Rescue, nurture and protect them. And I'm gently trying to educate my fellow wizards about them." Newt stepped out of the Graphorn habitat and into an entirely different one.

"Titus, Finn, Poppy, Marlow, Tom." Newt led them through a bamboo grove, a strange stick like creature balancing on his hand. If her slowly returning memory was correct, the creature was called a Bowtruckle.

"He had a cold. He needed some body warmth."

"Aww." Anna smiled at the mother like instincts, "All right, on you hop." Anna stepped up next to the tree.

"They're so cute."

"He has some attachment issues. Now, come on, pickett. Pickett." The little creatures seemed to be attached to Newt.

"I think he's fond of you, Newt."

"No, they're not going to bully you, now come on." He tried once again, in vain, to put the Bowtruckle back onto the tree but he held on for dear life.

"Pickett." Pickett continued to chatter at the wizard who finally gave in. "All right. And that is exactly why they accuse me of favoritism. Oh, no, Dougal's gone." As the group carried on Newt finally stopped at one final habitat.

"Where would you say a medium-sized creature, who likes broad open plains, trees, sort of waterholes, that sort of thing. Where might she go?" Anna stared at the African savannah

"In New York city?"

"Yes."

"Plains? Central park."

"And where is that exactly?"

"Where's Central park?" Newt looked at him expectantly, "Well, look…I would come and show you but…don't you think it's kind of like a double cross? The girls took us in, made us cocoa."

"You do realize that once they see that you've stopped sweating they will obliviate you in a heartbeat."

"What's obliviate mean?" Anna knew what it meant, but explaining it to Jacob would be heart breaking

"Oh, it'll be like you wake up and all memory of magic is just gone."

"I…I-I won't remember any of this?"

"No." Anna and Newt watched as he strengthened his resolve.

"No, Yeah, all right, okay. I'll help you." Newt picked up the pail from earlier and headed back into the shack.

"Both of you, come with me."

"Was watching you at dinner. People like you, don't they, Mr. Kowalski."

"Oh, I, um, I'm sure people like you too, huh?" Anna trailed behind them, her mind on other things than the present conversation.

"Not really, no. I annoy people."

"Why did you decide to be a baker?"

"Well, Um…because I'm dying…in that canning factory. Everyone there's dying. It just crushes the life out of you."

'Crushes…' the word echoed in Annas head as a fuzzy feeling set in, the sound of screaming was prominent in her mind as they walked on.

"You like canned food?"

"No."

"Yeah, me either. That's why I wanna make pastries, you know? It makes people happy. We're going this way."

"Anna, you coming?" the two men had crossed the street, but Anna hadn't moved from the sidewalk.

"Anna?" the sound of her name finally stirred her from her thoughts and she hurried across the cobblestone road.

"Sorry."

"It's quite all right." So, Jacob, did you get your loan?"

"No. I ain't got no collateral." Anna stopped, spotting something in the Bernstein Jeweler's window.
"Uh….Newt?"

"Stayed in the army too long, apparently."

"You fought in the war?"

"Newt?" She tried again, staring at the familiar creature."

"'Course I fought in the war. Everyone fought in the war. You didn't fight in the war?"

"I worked mostly with Dragons. Ukrainian Ironbellies. Eastern Front."

"Newt!" the two men stopped, finally taking notice that their female compatriot was no longer in stride with them.

"I think your Niffler thinks he's a model…" Newt stepped up to the window display, sure enough there was his Niffler, bracelets dangling from his paws. The little creature saw Newt, quickly grabbed the bracelets and sprinted off the display table, another, less than pleasant, memory surfacing as she watched the creature scurry off.

"Finestra." The glass turned to dust as Newt scrambled after the creature, rifling through drawers and tossing things about as the Niffler made a mockery of him, scurrying up over the wizards head and up onto the chandelier.

Anna watched with anticipation as Newt and the Niffler had a go around on the chandelier, if this were part of a stage play she'd likely be laughing, but it was serious, they were causing probably millions of dollars' worth of damage. Then the Chandelier fell.

"Oh my…Are you all right, Newt?!" Anna quickly clicked the lock back into place as it popped open, her eyes still glued to the unsuspecting jewelry store Newt and his Niffler were currently trashing. Then the case they were on fell against another window, the sound of cracking filled the silent street.

Tires screeching lured her attention elsewhere as the glass finally gave way, in all the chaos, the security system must have been tripped. The niffler took the moment of distraction as a chance to try and slip away.

"Accio!" Anna and Jacob watched as the little monster flew through the air, all manner of stolen jewelry floating from it's little pocket. Anna bit back a laugh as it tried to change it's trajectory, spotting the window of the jeweler across the street, it wound up stuck in the glass window.

"All right, Happy?" He pulled the little beast from the window as Police sirens caught their attention. "One down, two to go." The car tires screeched to a halt.

"They went that way, officers." Anna slowly rose her hands in the air as the Niffler poked his head out from behind Newt's Shoulder. the police loading their guns.

"Hands up!" having spotted the creature they looked on in confusion. "What is that?"

"It's an echidna…sir." Anna thought up on the spot, their attention shifted elsewhere as Jacob pointed something out that should never be out of a zoo.

"Lion…"

"New York is considerably more interesting than I initially anticipated." Grabbing his case, he once again held onto Jacob and Anna as they apparated from the scene.