The letter was waiting for her after a very long and trying day at work. After saying hello to Mrs. Espisito and letting herself into the small apartment, she found a note on the table from Queenie.

Teenie-

Out with Jacob, don't wait up!

Love, Q

Shaking her head at her sister's prose, she picked up the note to throw it in the trash. Beneath it was the thick parchment envelop with international postage on its front. She smiled to herself, knowing immediately who the letter was from. Ever since Newt had returned to England, they had kept up a fairly regular correspondence. The letters consisted mostly of superficial news and discussions about Queenie and Jacob's budding relationship. He also kept her updated on the trials of his attempts to return Pickett to the tree with his fellow bowtruckles… it was not going well.

Beneath the pleasantries and bowtruckle updates, Tina searched for any evidence that Newt thought of this friendship as anything more. For her part, she had not been able to rid her thoughts of his sparkling green eyes and wild auburn hair since he left, nearly a year prior. Mere days in the presence of the odd British wizard had left an impact on her she was not completely comfortable with. Queenie had noticed it in her thoughts and loved to tease her about this "crush". Tina had never had much time nor care for boys and relationships so this development was highly unprecedented and she wasn't totally sure how to proceed. Queenie found it hilarious and gave her no mercy.

Turning her thoughts back to the weighty letter in her hands, she quickly broke the seal while walking over to settle into the couch. When she unfolded the letter, she recognized his messy, sloping handwriting and smiled as she began to read.

Tina,

I hope this letter finds you in good health. I apologize for the lack of writing recently, things have been very busy getting my book through the editing and publishing process. I never knew how frustrating a book about magical beasts could be. The good news is: it is finally getting published and is going to print in January. With my time freed up without the book to work on, I find myself growing restless and in need of a trip. I would very much like to return to New York and see more of the sights with less escaped beasts and dark wizards (though my last trip and all of its trials did lead me to an arrest and a very good new friend in that very Auror who arrested me). I have booked passage on a steamship set to arrive November 15th, midday. If you have time to meet me at the dock, I would love to see you. If not I understand, I am planning to stay with Jacob and will likely see you soon thanks to the close relationship he has formed with your sister (you should see the letters from him: nothing but Queenie, Queenie, Queenie). I look forward to seeing you again and spending more time together… Thought I hope you do not find reason to arrest me this time around. Extend my greetings to Queenie, I am looking forward to seeing her again and feeling the twinge in my brain as she searches my thoughts.

See you soon,

Newt

P.S. I am bringing you a gift. I hope you like it.

Tina smiled wide as she finished the page. Not only was Newt coming back to New York, he was bringing her a gift! She wondered if this was finally a sign that he did care for her as more than just a pen pal. She looked back over his words again, noting his quip about when she arrested him all those months ago. She never would have thought that she would end up with a crush on someone she had once arrested. But there was just something about Newt; with his awkward smiles and downcast eyes and love of all creatures. He was unlike anyone she had ever met and she felt that he was one of the better people she had been able to get to know.

She laid the letter on the table and checked the calendar. Newt would be arriving in just two short days. Her earlier exhaustion forgotten in the haze of her excitement, she set about tidying up the small apartment. She and Queenie were not particularly messy but she needed some way to expel her sudden energy. As she folded a bit of laundry, she decided she would take a page from her sisters book and stop to buy a new dress on the way home from work tomorrow. She was uncharacteristically concerned about her appearance when she met Newt at the dock. She shook her head at her own silliness. She had never been like this; this was Queenie's territory. She did not understand what had caused her to become so attached to the British wizard but she was intrigued to see where it would go. After all, the likelihood of him liking her back as more than a friend were slim and she likely would move past this little fixation quickly. But, the small chance that there was more depth to his feelings had her humming a little tune while she finished the laundry.

She was nearly finished with the dusting when Queenie waltzed into the apartment. Before she could even speak, she felt the twinge in her mind and Queenie burst out.

" Oh Teenie, this is so exciting! He will be here in no time! A new dress? Wow you really do like him. Jacob told me he is staying with him but we must have them over for dinner, I can fix streudal…"

Tina rolled her eyes at Queenie's rambling. She was certainly the bubbly sister. Once she had completed her discussion of the menu, Tina finally answered her sister.

"Yes I am excited to see him again but I will not get my hopes up. I am just going to see how it goes once he arrives."

Queenie smiled, seeing beyond her simple words and knowing she was much more excited than she let on. Queenie did let the subject go in favor of giving Tina a recap of her night with Jacob. They had dinner, went to a movie and took a stroll through central park. Typical No-Maj date activities and Queenie was loving every minute. Despite the problems they faced in light of their relationship, Tina could not help but be happy for her sister as the sweet baker made her happier than any man before had managed. Jacob had remembered Queenie the moment she walked into his bakery a few months prior. It seemed Swooping Evil venom only erased bad memories. Tina would support her sister and Jacob despite the silly, antiquated laws.

Both girls soon retired to bed and as Tina brushed her short hair, she thought again of the letter and the impending reunion with the man she couldn't stop thinking about. Feelings or no feelings, she was looking forward to seeing those soft green eyes, out of control hair and that blue coat. Maybe, just maybe it was the beginning of something more.

He was as anxious as he had ever been as the steamship entered New York Harbor. He hoped his letter had reached Tina in time and she would have the time to meet him at the dock. He knew it was selfish but he couldn't help his almost primal need to see her as soon as possible. She had captured his thoughts ever since he had left New York previously. He was confused by his fixation. She was nothing like Leta and she was nothing he had ever dealt with before. He smiled as he finally thought that maybe that was what appealed to him about the dark haired American witch. The words of Queenie ran through his mind again, "you need a giver." Maybe Tina was the Giver he needed.

As he finally descended the gangplank, newly reinforced case in one hand and a small brown package in the other, his nerves began to get the best of him. Customs went as smooth as the previous visit thanks to that nifty little button on his enchanted case. As he exited from customs, he glanced around the small area where families were reconnecting, a woman embraced her newly returned sweetheart and a grandmother held tight to her toddling grandchild. As he searched for a familiar brown bob and grey coat, his feet shuffled nervously. He finally spotted her, standing off to the side eating a hot dog. He made his way to her, a small smile playing on his face in light of the irony. As he came to stand in front of her, she finally diverted her attention from the food and looked up at him, eyes wide and a dot of mustard on her cheek.

"H-hello Miss Goldstein. You look well," he started awkwardly.

" Mr. Scamander! So good to see you again, I hope your trip was pleasant," she gushed, rather excitedly. He smiled again and diverted his eyes to look at her sensible shoes.

"It was fine. My friends are a little restless though", he said gesturing to his case. She laughed at this and he noticed the mustard again. He reached out with one finger and brushed the dot off her soft cheek. She started but did not pull back. She simply looked into his eyes and allowed him to continue.

"Some things never change with you", he laughed as he drew his hand back. She smiled and nodded.

" I should stop eating hot dogs in your presence I suppose."

Newt chuckled and once again diverted his eyes. His emotions were going haywire. He was so pleased to be back with her and he wasn't sure if that scared him or made him happy. As she turned to lead him away from the docks, he noticed she was wearing a stylish dark blue dress; which was slightly out of character for her from what he had previously observed. She still wore her sensible shoes and grey coat and her hair had not changed. He still found her as beautiful as before. He mused that maybe she had dressed up for him but quickly dismissed the thought as ridiculous. Someone as grounded and sensible as Porpentina Goldstein would not dress up for the likes of him. On the other hand, he had spent a good while in front of the small steamer mirror trying to comb his wild hair into submission and making sure his bowtie was straight for once.

He followed her slim form through the New York streets and soon found himself back in front of their brownstone apartment building. Alarmed, he asked Tina,

"What about your land lady? I can go straight to Jacobs." Tina dismissed him with a shake of her head.

"Queenie is making dinner here tonight for all 4 of us. Mrs. Esposito is usually gone during the day." Tina opened the door and he hastened behind her as quietly as he could. When they entered the small apartment, he took note of the cookies cooling on the table and yet there was no sign of Queenie anywhere. Tina turned around and caught his gaze.

"I did some baking this morning. I hope you like chocolate chip."

Newt was surprised that Tina, miss tough auror, also baked chocolate chip cookies. He smiled as she handed him a cookie. It was excellent and he told her so. Her cheeks seemed to color a little bit red upon his statement and he hoped he had not embarrassed her in any way. After finishing his cookie, he remembered the package he was holding.

"I brought you something", he stated nervously. Tina came forward and took the package from his hands. As she pulled back the simple paper, she revealed a bright crimson leather bound book. She turned it over to read the gold script title, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander. Her face lit up as she held the small book. She tentatively opened the cover to reveal the short dedication he had written.

To my friends and family who have helped me get to this point, thank you.

I dedicate this book to the person who gave me the idea for the title- thank you.

When she brought her eyes back up to meet his, they were wide. She closed the book again to reread the cover, reaffirming what she must have been thinking. He smiled nervously again and shuffled his feet. He had been anticipating this moment for so long and now he simply did not know what to do. She smiled up at him before saying simply,

"You're welcome."

He chuckled at her bluntness and looked back down at his shoes once more. Without warning, two small arms wrapped around his neck and he was engulfed in the sweet smell of Tina. He did not know how to respond to the affection at first but decided to return the hug tentatively. When she finally pulled back, her face was quite red and he was back to examining his shoes while trying to hide his smile.

Tina looked back down at the red book and back up at the sweet British wizard in front of her and smiled.

"I am glad you're back Newt."

He smiled and looked up to meet her kind brown eyes.

"Me too, Tina. It is good to be back"