Porpentina Goldstein had just walked away from New York Harbor. Away from a man who, although not dripping with many words, was filled with love and compassion and a fierce sense of dedication to his creatures. She could barely contain her joy as she realized three things. One, Newton Scamander was not in love with Leta Lestrange, or at least not anymore. Two, He would be back to New York when he finished his book, and three, he wanted to see her again. Her!

Tina was a woman whose life mission was dedicated to her career and the protection of her younger sister. Before Tina met Newt, she had just been demoted at work, and was a lost soul trying to regain her sense of purpose. She was a very clever and capable witch whose childhood was taken along with her parents when she was young. Throughout every trial and tribulation, Tina made sure her sister Queenie had everything she needed and was diligent and focused in her career. Tina had only one downfall which made her so vulnerable, and that was her heart. She couldn't sit back and watch Credence endure the brutal beatings at the hands of his adoptive mother. She made a choice and that choice was almost fatal to her career. Before Tina met newt, her life was derailed but yet still, more simple than most. She had met men before, but never anyone smart and kind enough to be worthwhile. No one like Newton Scamander. He was like a breath of fresh air but at the same time a ball of fire that lit up her world and set off fireworks in every direction. She, in just a matter of two days, had managed to create an entire lifetime of memories with him. From fighting off New York aurors, to surviving their execution, Tina learned to trust Newt with her life. She felt connected to him and feelings for him that she never expected to feel nor able to comprehend. All she knew for certain was Newt would be coming back to New York, to give her his book. Newt was going to travel 3,000 miles across the Atlantic to see her again. The thought made her stomach churn in awful yet beautiful ways.

She beamed from ear to ear and nearly sprinted to the back of a nearby building so she could apparate home and tell Queenie of what had transpired between the two. She couldn't stop reliving the moment when Newt's fingers brushed the hair out of her face. A much needed touch as she was trying so desperately not to cry on the dock because she knew she couldn't bear watching him leave her life forever. She had felt like a child again. There she was, a full grown adult, tearfully unable to tell this man she had only know for a few days she not only cared for him as a friend, but felt such stronger feelings. Thankfully, Newt seemed to understand what she was trying to say, though she struggled to get it out. Though Newt was known to be socially inadequate and blissfully unaware of how normal human interactions operate, he was surprisingly perceptive when it came to her. When Newt left , Tina had noticed he had a moment of pause before he entered the ship. She hoped he would come back once more to allow her the chance to physically tell Newt how she felt, but Newt had a job to do and that took precedent. His work beckoned him back to London, no matter the intense pull he felt to Tina. She replayed these events over and over in her head, reliving each heart stopping moment. She entered her co-op apartment and began climbing the stairs in a daze. Before she could pull out her key from her coat pocket the door flew open.
"Teeny! Of course he's coming back! You two are made for each other, I can tell!" Queenie shouted.
"If I remember correctly your powers lie in legilimency not divination Queenie." Tina quipped as she entered her bedroom.
Queenie laughed and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking. Her wand hard at work whisking and kneading the dough and cream.

Tina walked to her bed wondering how long would it be until Newt returned, and if he would still feel the same when he did. She wondered if what she felt for him was truly what he felt for her. Her fears and insecurities came rushing back and the weight felt almost crushing. Queenie slowly opened the door to Tina's room.

"Teeny, why are you worrying ? I have seen the way he looks at you . If you could have read his thoughts after he gave you his case, you would have understood how much he cared for you. He likes you. I don't know a lot of things but I do know people. Trust me. That brit is crazy for ya"
"I've just, .. It's been you and me for so long that I don't know how to do anything else.

"Hey, look at me, do you remember the broom mama got you for your 6th birthday?
"Yes but what does this have to do with Newt?
"Remember, you couldn't figure out how to stay on and after an hour you said that you weren't good enough. Mama said to you, '"You may fall a thousand times, but it is the person who gets up 1001 times that is remembered."' If Newt isn't your prince, you pick yourself up and you get back on the horse" Queenie giggled to herself. " so to speak".

"And here I thought I was the older and wiser sister. You truly are the light of my life , you know that?
Queenie smiled and nodded. No matter what happened between Newt and Tina, queenie knew that nothing would ever break their bond as sisters and as friends. Queenie returned to the kitchen and Tina wrapped herself in a cocoon of blankets on the bed. Queenie was right. Tina knew worrying wasn't helpful to anyone.

As a wise wizard once said, worrying means you suffer twice.