Wow, I'm amazed at the number of people who like this story. I'm going to continue it, it will be about 4 or 5 chapters likely.
In the past four days, Tina has learned three things, 1.) Newt has over 220 species drawn and written about in detail for his book, almost 150 of them are in his case, making feeding time a real interesting task, 2.) Newt Scamander is a horrible patient. 3.) nearly being lowered into a pool of death smiling all the way is even more terrifying in dreams
The first one was easy enough to deal with, between Jacob and herself, Queenie remaining upstairs to keep the magizoologist from getting up and hurting himself more before he was completely healed, they were able to figure a Chinese Fireball vs a Catalonian Fireball and what to feed each head of the runespoor. By the third day, they had gotten it down to the three of them almost being as fast as Newt is by himself.
The second was why Newt was not to be left alone, he constantly tried to get up, to help with that or do this, and that was a great way for him to get injured again as the cream continued working deeper into his muscles and organs.
The next, though not near as worrying for Tina, the pool of acidic memories makes repeat appearances in her nights, though after the first night, it isn't her in the chair, Queenie or Newt often takes her place smiling in the chair as it lowers down into the pool and she can't do anything to stop it, though after the first night she has definitely gotten better at muffling her cries and the shaking of her arms and hands and hitching breath as she wakes up from the nightmares. She's become practically silent as she moves around the house checking on its inhabitants just to prove to herself they are still alive.
And the late night wandering thing lead to apparently exacerbated the Newt failing to rest thing because apparently she's not as quiet as she thinks as she leaves the room Newt's sleeping in moving towards the table in the next room, she puts both hands on the table leaning on them full on crying putting one of her hands over her mouth trying in vain to quiet herself, she was okay, everyone was fine, Newt was healing, he'd be okay to leave within the week, Queenie is okay I need to calm down, I'm okay, they're okay. She thinks still unable to get herself to calm down at all
"Tina?" a voice says behind her snapping around with a small gasp she sees Newt standing in the doorway, he raises his "Lumos," he looks her over in the wand light frowning "Why are you crying?" he asks worry seeping into his voice as he covers the distance between them in two steps, raising his hand as if to touch her face, but quickly grabs it into a fist dropping it back down to his side
"Nothing. It's nothing, Newt, I'm fine."
"Tina." he repeats, this time slowly raising his hand, wiping his hand softly on her cheek, wiping away the tears "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, everything is fine, Newt. You should be resting." she says shaking her head and motioning towards the room with the bed he's staying in
"It's obviously not nothing if it has you crying. And I wouldn't think to leave you alone in such a state." he says shocked that'd she'd even suggest the idea. Suddenly he gets an idea, he hesitantly grabs her hand softly, moving for both of them to sit on the couch on the other side of the table.
She leans into his chest slowly, still crying and shaking, clinging to his hand like it's a lifeline to her sanity. She can't remember the last time she cried this hard, it couldn't have been long after her parents died, even marching down the white hallway she hadn't cried this hard. They sit there for awhile, for how long exactly, neither of them knows, but eventually her tears stop, her breathing slowly evens out "I'm sorry, Newt, I shouldn't keep you up over something so stupid." she says moving off his chest, wiping at her eyes to finish clearing the remaining tears from the tears
"No need to apologize, I can guarantee it's not stupid, what on earth happened?" he asks calmly
"I- the Death Pool, I keep seeing it when I sleep, I can't get it to stop." she looks down at her hand clasped in front of her not looking up to him
He's silent for several seconds looking her over before finally saying "Me too." she looks up at him quickly but he offers no more, but the way he's looking at her gives her a pretty good idea why.
She leans into him, she pulls a blanket off the back of the couch, he tenses for a second but then puts his arm around her shoulder she leans into him a bit more and before either of them says anymore, they both fall asleep not soundly, Tina not wanting that nightmare to return and Newt not wanting her to go through one of them without him again.