Hey guys third real chapter, comment if you're enjoying it so far! If you're actually reading this I'd like to take a poll, in the Grimes of Grindelwald who do you think Leta said "I love you to? Newt or Theseus? I'll start the comment section off with what I think!
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As Linda walks through the streets to Newt's apartment, her eyes catch a black glove that is waving at her. She begins to walk closer to it in-order to inspect it.

"That sly old man..." she says before grabbing onto the glove and is whisked away.

She appears on a roof top over looking the city, presumably so no one would spot Dumbledore. The view is absolutely breathtaking, and despite the fact that Linda isn't the biggest fan of heights, she still takes a moment to take in the scenery "Professor," she greets the man. "Do you bring all of your old students to rooftops when you want to speak with them?"

"Only my favourites," he says jokingly.

"I didn't expect to hear from you so soon," inquires Linda.

"Yes, well, I was in town so I figured I would deliver the news myself," replies a cheery Dumbledore. As always there is an air of mystery around him that Linda, and everyone else for that matter, finds so intriguing. "I found the documents you were looking for. The cure was being researched by a wizard named Henri Jarvis, supposedly he went into hiding but figured out the cure. Right now his information is being held within the vaults of the French ministry. But I've managed to get you the clearance to access the vault."

Linda looks at the documents and the clearance pass. She is overwhelmed with emotions and begins to tear up, "Oh Dumbledore this is ...wonderful. I was beginning to think—"

"Have no worries little one. All the information you need should be found in there. Once you get back, if there's anything left to solve I'll make sure to bring it to the best of the best," replies Dumbledore. While he did make a joke before, he couldn't deny that Linda is one of his favourite students— he has a problem with favouritism— and an overall good soul. It would be a shame to lose someone like that.

"Thank you so much Professor," says Linda. "I'm sure I can convince the ministry to let me go to Paris."

"I'll keep an eye out for your owl," he replies, eyes gleaming.
Linda turns around and disapparates off of the roof. She desperately wants to believe what Dumbledore has told her. And in some part of her she does, she holds the hope. But that doesn't mean that she's not still preparing for the worst case scenario. But she hopes.
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"Newt! I'm here!" says Linda as she enters Newt's house. He always leaves the door unlocked. As she enters she notices two unfamiliar people standing there along with Newt: a woman dress rather fashionably and in pink, and a man in a suit who looks... dazed.

"Um hello?" she says in confusion.

The man begins to point excitedly at Linda,  "Oh look it's the girl from your trunk! Trunk girl!"

Linda looks to Newt for clarification. "There may or may not be a picture of you from the paper pinned in my trunk," confesses Newt, blushing.

The woman steps in to ease the awkwardness, "My name is Queenie and this is Jacob!" she extends her hand to shake which Linda takes. "Newt has told us all about you and how you gave him his trunk, I think it was real sweet of ya to do that. He brings that thing with him everywhere!"

"Oh, you're Tina's sister!" says Linda placing the name to a face.

"Where is Tina by the way?" asks Newt a little too eagerly.

"Oh sweetie, she's not here. She found out Jacob and I were seeing each other and she didn't like it because it's against the 'law'," says Queenie, adding 'law' in air quotes. " Not allowed to date No-Majs, not allowed to marry them blah, blah, blah. She was already in a tizzy anyways because of you," she states.

Linda didn't understand why muggles couldn't marry wizards. In Britain they did not have that law. Despite the entirety of her extended family believing muggles are inferior, Linda does not hold that belief.

"Because of me?" asks Newt.

"Yea you," answers Queenie. "It was in Spellbound, here I brought a copy for you," she says handing him an American wizarding gossip paper.

Newt gabs the paper and sits down at his table; everyone else does the same. He begins to read the paper:

"Beast Tamer Newt to Wed!" next to the headline, "Britain's Heartthrobs Engaged!"

"Britain's Beast Tamer to Wed?" says Newt repeating the headline in disgust. Linda chuckles at the title. "Don't be so smug about it, 'heartthrob'," sasses Newt.

For the second time that night Linda began to choke on her water. "Let me see that," she says ripping the paper out of Newt's hands.

"No they've got it all wrong, Theseus is engaged to Leta, not me," retorts Newt.

Linda begins to think how it could be easy for someone to mistakenly think that Leta is engaged to Newt, based on how she was looking at him adoringly in that picture.

"I know right!" blurts Queenie. Linda begins to panic and wonder if Queenie is reading her mind. "Yes, I'm reading your mind." She then turns her attention back to Newt, leaving Linda in shock, "I'm sorry sweetie I don't know what to say. 'Teen read that and started dating someone else. He's an Auror. His name is Achilles Tolliver. "

Newt begins to notice Jacob's clumsiness and goes to help him out in the living room.

"I can't believe I'm really meeting you," muses Queenie. "I read all about you and Newt's brother in Spellbound. Your story is, well it's- wow. Two childhood friends go to war, fall in love," Queenie frowns. "But I guess none of that is true if he's marrying that other girl then, huh?"

"No," replies Linda honestly. "The papers like to make a story about it. It's good entertainment I suppose."

"I don't know," says Queenie. "All those pictures looked so real. Are you sure the two of you have never dated?"

"Well technically—"

"You've enchanted him, haven't you?" accuses Newt in his mind.

"I have not!" replies Queenie, a little too quickly.

"Then you won't mind if I do this," says Newt drawing his want on Jacob.

Queenie steps in-front of him, shielding him from Newt casting any counter-enchantments. "Please don't!"

"Queenie, you've got nothing to fear if he wants to get married," says Newt. "We can just lift the enchantment and he can tell us himself."

Queenie this for a moment, and slowly moves aside. Jacob who now has a wand pointed at him says, " What you got there? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do with that Mr. Scamander?"

Newt casts the spell, "Surgito." Jacob reacts as if he has had a bucket of water thrown on him. Newt takes a moment to let Jacob orient himself, "Congratulations on your engagement Jacob."

"Wait what?" he turns to Queenie questioningly. He must have said something not pleasant in his mind because Queenie grabs her case, a few items falling out as she runs out the door.

"Queenie!" says Jacob as he starts towards the door. "Well it was nice to meet you Trunk Girl, nice to see you Newt. Where the hell am I?"

"London," says Newt and Linda in unison.

"Oh!" says Jacob in frustration. "I've always wanted to go to London!... Queenie!"

Newt, slightly saddens by his friends showing up and leaving so quickly bends down and picks up a postcard.

"She's in Paris," says Newt breathlessly.

"Paris?" says Linda like a deer stuck in headlight.

Newt looks at her curiously, "Why did you say it like that?"

"Oh, it's just... I have business to do in Paris. Personal business," says Linda.

"Oh, okay then," he replies awkwardly. Usually Linda tells Newt personal things.

"I should get going then, I still need to talk to Theseus and tell him where I'm going," says Linda. She goes in to give him a hug which Newt reluctantly accepts. "I'll see you in Paris."

"How did you know I was going to go to Paris?" asks Newt.

"I know you too well Newt. Be safe. I'm sure we'll cross paths. And you don't have to worry, as far as the ministry is concerned last I heard you're at home," Linda says winking as she exits the door.

She runs into Jacob who is coming back inside. "Trunk girl, where you going?"

"Home to Theseus," she replies. "Where's Queenie?"

"Took off after her sister to Paris, I'm hoping Newt can help me get her back," answers Jacob honestly.

"I'm sure you'll work things out. This whole thing seems to be a big understanding, you'll go to Paris and get her back. Besides you two just look too perfect together to be split up," says Linda.

"Thanks trunk girl," says Jacob. "Wait, I didn't quite catch your name?"

"It's Linda, Linda Black," she replies.

"Well congrats on your engagement," says Jacob, who doesn't remember the conversation that previously happened.

Linda goes to correct him, but instead shakes her head and walks off down the street.

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Linda quietly opens her front door with her key and turns on the light. Theseus who is asleep on the couch wakes up abruptly, he was clearly waiting for Linda to come back.

"Theseus how many times do I have to tell you that you don't need to wait up for me?" asks Linda fondly as she struggles to remove her heels.

"Only about another thousand times," replies Theseus. He wipes the sleep from his eyes and sits up. Linda goes into the kitchen and makes them both a cup of tea like she always does when she returns from a night out. She hands the cup of tea to Theseus and sits down beside him.

"How was Newt's?" asks Theseus.

"Quite interesting, two of his friends, Jacob and Queenie, from New York came to visit," says Linda purposely leaving out the fact that Newt and Jacob were headed to Paris. She tiredly leans her head on his shoulder.

"The muggle and the witch couple?" asks Theseus slightly remembering them from Newt's stories.

"Yea, they're quite mismatched, yet, at the same time so perfect for each other. It's kind of poetic in a way, it's like they were made to meet, " she says dreamily.

"Do you really believe that?" asks Theseus curiously. "That people can be made for each other?"

"Well yea of course," says Linda. "The question is if I'll ever get to meet them," says Linda with a slight slip of the tongue.

"What do you mean?"

"Well if you think about it, if there's only one person made for you, what are the odds you actually meet? And at the right time too?" she says factually.

Everything suddenly becomes too real for Theseus. Everything with his life is moving so quickly. He's getting married to Leta soon, and he would never admit it to himself but he wasn't quite sure that she was his person. His best friend and partner who has never been more than a few steps away throughout most of his life is moving two hours away. His brother still won't talk to him, and did he mention that Linda is moving two hours away? It is all moving way too quickly.

He stands up quickly. "Theseus what's wrong?"

"Everything is changing Linda, and I can't stop it, I don't want things to change, I want it to go back to what it used to be. You and me living here together having the time of our lives, my brother stopping in everyday, not having to worry about Grindelwald," says Theseus exasperatedly. His world is imploding on itself. His vision swims and he starts to hear spell casting at the back of his mind, and people screaming.

"Hey," says Linda in a calming voice as she places a hand on his arm. Theseus is gently brought back to reality.  "It's alright. Things are always changing. One day I'm sure you'll look back on things now and wish you could go back. But we have to keep moving forwards it's the only way to go," she says.

He pulls her into a tight hug, "I'm gonna miss these hugs," says Theseus sadly.

"Me too," says Linda. And unbeknownst to Theseus Linda sheds a single tear. But not for the same reason as him, her tear came from a much deeper sadness, a secret. As she thought back to Dumbledore's words she couldn't help but think of the worst case scenario.

The hug lasts fairly long, but it's never awkward.

"I'll wake you up in the morning at the usual time, 7:14 yea?" asks Theseus.

Linda has completely forgotten to mention to Theseus that she needs to go to Paris. She just isn't sure how to say that without divulging her reasons, "Um... well, I needed to talk to you about that actually. I need to go to Paris."

"Paris?" asks Theseus with surprise. "Well why don't you just go with Leta and I next week?"

"No, see I have to go this week to um... meet up with a MUCUSA Auror. Her name is Tina," lies Linda, although not effortlessly.

"Newt's Tina?" asks Theseus, who is not buying her story.

"Yes, she's out on assignment looking for Credence and I thought it would be important to find her and see what she knows," says Linda, gaining a little more traction with her story.

"Well I'll come with you then," he interjects.

"No," she replies a little too quickly. "I need to go alone, so we don't cause a scene," she says.

He nods in understanding but turns serious, "If things go sour I want you to get yourself out of there and call in reinforcements. And if I get word there's trouble I'm coming over to meet you and there's nothing you can do about that."

"Deal," Linda says smiling. The two of them turn in different directions into their bedrooms and close their doors for the night.

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