One month had passed since Newt, and Theseus were saved by Percival Graves. Both boys had settled well into their new lives. Theseus went to work with Percival everyday helping people around the station quickly making a name for himself within the ranks.

Newt, had found it quite difficult compared to Theseus. He was enrolled in an online schooling course, to help him catch up with other kids his age. But, his missing leg led to some physical difficulties. While he could still walk, it was harder to travel without needed assistance, and his right eye, had lost its focus making it difficult for him to see properly too. His leg was still healing, the prosthetic offering some help but the injury would still cause him pain. This led to round the clock care from nurses on Newt's part but, amazingly to Newt, Pickett, had taken well to his new life too, constantly following Newt around the apartment. Newt, was able to enrol Pickett, in some service animal classes with the help of Percival. He was trained to follow simple commands, and retrieve certain objects around the house.

Newt had been visiting Tina as often as possible. Sneaking in and out of the apartment with Pickett following. He liked Mr. Graves, but the idea of having a father still freaked him out. Besides, Tina was trustworthy, as far as he could tell.

"Newt, would you like some milk in your tea?"

Newt looked up to see Tina, carrying a tray of tea and cookies, he smiled at her fondly, setting his leg onto the ground.

"Y-yes please, and perhaps a bit of honey." He looked at her taking in her features as best as he could before blushing.

Tina smiled at the blush, as she poured some milk into his cup. She had grown quite fond of the younger Scamander, and loved all of his awkward quirks and habits. She patted Pickett's head and placed a bowl of raw meat down for the dog. Having kept some of the meat Newt, had bought for Pickett. The dog licked her hand, tail wagging before digging in.

"T-thanks." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"No problem."

"T-Tina, I-I er, i-its not, I-i don't mean t-to offend you, i-in a-any way, but er" Newt looked at her for a second before looking away. "N-never mind, i-its dumb."

Tina giggled softly, "Say it, I won't mind."

"Y-your eyes, the shade of your eyes, remind me of a fire within a pool of water, er w-what im trying to say is, y-your eyes are like a salamanders. They're beautiful." Newt was staring at the floor but his words were sincere and gentle. She could only find the truth in them and it made her feel bubbly.

"Newt, you're 17 right? Your birthday is in a few weeks, once you hit 18, I'd like for you to go to dinner with me. It would be my gift to you. How does that sound?"

Newt looked up, both eyes wide, "L-like a d-date?"

Tina smiled, "Like a date. So, what do you say?"

"Yes."

Newt was dropped off at home by Seraphina, he quietly hobbled through the front door, letting it close with a slam. Pickett already racing towards his bedroom door, opening it, with the rope that had been tied to the handle.

"Thanks mate" He rubbed the dogs head, who barked happily, racing forwards and jumping onto his spot on the bed.

Newt sat down, on the bed next to Pickett. He texted Theseus that he was home early, then Percival, waiting for the nurse to arrive.

Newt had been typing away on his online course when the door slammed. He jumped a bit and turned looking at a man, who had a few medical things with him. He was new and odd. He had white hair and two different coloured eyes, the way he held himself made newt feel very uncomfortable.

"Newton, sorry to startle you, I am new, I've been sent by doctor Minerva to check on you this afternoon." The man smiled, but it didn't feel friendly.

"W-who are you? Where's Peter?" Newt, sat back in his desk chair holding the arm rests tightly, usually if there was a change, Nurse Peter would tell him ahead of time.

"Oh relax sweet stuff. Pete just had a last minute job. My name is Gellert Grindelwald, and I must say, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Newt had heard that name from Graves countless times he was a criminal wasn't he? Why was he here posing as a replacement nurse. This made no sense.

"L-look, I-I-I'd want to believe you, b-but I just dont. H-how did you even get into the house?" Newt had been slowly shuffling his phone out of his pocket, ready to dial the police.

"Nurse Peter gave me a key to get in. That way I could check on you." Gellert approached Newt slowly, tracking his movements.

Newt's hand hit nine on the dial pad of the phone before suddenly an arm shot out, twisting the phone out of his grip. Gellert was close to his face, the grip on his arm was getting tighter and tighter.

"Now listen here little lizard, you contact the police, and I will make your life worse than the streets." He growled the words into his ear, his knee brought up between Newt's legs silencing the younger males whimpers quickly. "Now, why on earth would Percy, go and take in something like you, a broken useless scrap? Perhaps guilt?" Gellert's knee was crushing Newt's crotch as the man had leaned closer to his face, Newt didn't even notice that pickett was both muzzled and chained to the bed the pain escaping the younger male through the form of tears and muffled cries.

Suddenly, his phone rang from his pocket. Gellert growled again, releasing Newt's arm his hold, his knee however did not lift, keeping the boy pinned painfully. "Now listen here Lizard, if you tell anyone, anyone at all about this visit, I will make sure everything in your life falls apart within a second. You may think you're safe, but your knight in shining armour just made your life a lot more dangerous."

Gellert slammed his knee right into Newt's groin relishing the loud cry. He got up quickly, writing a few things on a note pad before leaving. "My old puppet got himself some pets. I pity them both." The man whispered under his breath before leaving the room.

Newt sat in his chair, his hand wrapped around his lower region. What the hell was he talking about, what pets!? Newt heard a whimper and ran to Pickett, unchaining the dog quickly and tossing the muzzle in the rubbish. "Pickett boy, I'm so sorry he did that!" He hugged the dog tightly. Jumping when his phone went off again.

He looked at it, a text from Theseus, a picture of an article.

Gellert Grindelwald, last seen in New York City.

'Stay safe little brother.'