There's etiher going to be one or two more chapters after this so stay tuned for the finale! As previously mentioned, this is a series so I will be writing all the way up to Fantastic Beasts 5. I will not, however, be writing anything that takes place after Crimes of Grindelwald because I don't want to meddle too much with the timelines of the upcoming films and then make the last three books very AU. That being said, I'm thinking of doing a book of one shots for the series to fill in the gaps of time in-between the books. Give me ideas and requests for that please! I'll probably add the deleted ballroom scene somewhere as well because I'm pretty sure it's cannon, but let me know about one shot requests for this character's story!

On with the story

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As Linda finishes writing her third letter in twenty-four hours the others start to stir. She passes one of her fresh inked notes to an owl that is waiting on the windowsill. "Make sure this arrives tomorrow," she tells the wide-eyed animal. It flies off into the morning air and Linda packs up the rest of her things and prepares to set out the door.

"Make sure to steer clear of the ministry, at least for the day," instructs Linda. Newt nods.

"Hey Linda," calls Jacob. "Can you keep an eye out for Queenie?"

"Of course," smiles Linda. With that she sets out the door.

She makes her way to the French Ministry, which isn't too far of a walk from where she is. However, she isn't too eager to get back to her job so she decides to walk around for a couple minutes, which then turns to a couple of hours.

She thinks about everything. Theseus, Grindelwald, Dumbledore, Newt. She scours her brain for every single possible combination of events for her future, but even the best case scenarios don't look too good or likely.

Aimlessly walking around the city until she decides to sit down at a café not too far from the ministry. As she sips on her coffee, large silky back sheets appear all over the city, covering the buildings as they wave through the streets. She drops her croissant as she's about to take a bite out of it, dusts her hands off and makes a dash for the Ministry building.

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"Theseus, where is your partner? I know she's not usually timely but this is unlike her."

"I'd like to know myself sir," answers Theseus honestly. He has a lot of things he feels that he needs to talk to her about. Mostly to apologise for how he had acted the day before.

"Suppose it doesn't matter for now, but keep an eye out. Apparently someone apparated out of here yesterday and they can't trace who it was."

As if her ears are burning, Linda runs through the doors of the building and straight to Travers. "Sir you need to go look outside."

She leads them all outside to show them the black silky sheets as it runs over their heads.

"My god," says Travers in astonishment. "Everyone on me, now!"

They all follow him inside, and everyone is given an order. "Theseus, Linda, I need you two to wait out stay and keep an eye out while I go speak with the French Minister quickly to get an emergency warrant granted to us."

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Tina and Newt approach the branched entrance to the French Ministry. "Mr. Scamander explain to me again why we're going to the place Linda told us specifically not to go?" sasses Tina.

"There's a box who can prove who Credence really is. It's in the ancestral records room Tina, so it's three floors down."

"Is that poly juice?"

"Just enough to get me inside," replies Newt as he takes a swig. His body begins to transform as he groans.

"Who—?"

"It's my brother Theseus. He's a hugger. " Tina gives him a questioning look. "Linda had me take it for a prank once. Oh, and here take this," he says passing her a small bottle of poly juice. "It's Linda's hair." Tina gives him another questioning glance. "She gave it to me for a prank."

"Mr. Scamander, I'm not the one whose wanted you are."

"Yes, but the last thing Linda needs right now is for the ministry to suspect she's helping us."

Tina rolls her eyes and downs the potion, slowly transforming into Linda.

The real Linda and Theseus are speaking with someone outside of a glass corner office of the Ministry. They haven't had a chance to speak to each other properly yet, being so busy running around and all. Theseus sees Leta approach and exits the office to talk to her, leaving Linda behind. "What's happening?" asks Leta.

"Grindelwald's rallying. We don't know where, but we think it's tonight."

Leta stops him as they walk and puts a hand on his arm. "Be carful," she warns him. Even though they're no longer engaged, Leta still cares for him.

"Of course I'll be carful."

"Theseus you need to tell her incase something goes wrong—"

"Leta, we're in the midst of a war, there's no time to spare for talking about feelings." Theseus looks impatiently to Linda and the other Aurors who are seemingly making their way out of the building. "I know we've had a rough go but I want you to hear this from me. They think that Credence boy might be your missing brother."

"My brother is dead. He died. How many times Theseus—"

"I know okay. And the records will show that, okay? They can't lie," he assures her. Leta seems to tense up at his words but Theseus' name is called from behind him. He gives Leta one last glance and joins the rest of his group.

"I want every person at that rally arrested," says Travers. "And if they resist—"

Theseus can see that Linda is about to speak up but beats her to it, remembering Dumbledore's words to him. "Sir forgive me, but if we go in too heavy don't we run the risk of adding to the—"

"Just do it," replies Travers as he pulls ahead of Theseus.

"I'm surprised," speaks up Linda, surprising Theseus. "You're usually the one to suggest we go in guns blazing."

"Well I walk just trying to listen to some advice an old man told me recently." They continue to walk as Theseus mulls over in his head what to say. "Linda I think we need to t—"

Theseus pauses mid-sentence to look over the railing onto the ground floor. Sneaking across the floor he spots himself and Linda. Of course not really themselves. "Do you see that?" He gives Linda a wide-eyed look.

Her eyes are just as wide looking down at the exact copies of them walking through the ministry, that have now looked up and noticed their replicas staring at them from the floor above. "Mhm."

"We need to go check that out don't we," deadpans Theseus as the copies quicken their pace.

"Yea." By the time they reach the bottom of the stairs the duplicates are already changing back to their original forms, revealing themselves as Newt and Tina.

"Newt!" yells Theseus after his brother.

Tina and Newt's voices can be heard echoing from ahead. "That's your brother?"

"As you might have been able to tell from my letters we have quite a complicated relationship."

"Is that what he tells people?" Theseus asks Linda offended by Newt's description of him.

Linda shrugs while still running. "Well to be fair, you are engaged to his ex."

"Actually not anymore," blurts Theseus.

"What?"

"Newt stop!" Theseus runs even faster to try to catch up to Newt and avoid the awkward conversation he has accidentally brought up.

"Does he wanna kill you?" echoes Tina's voice.

"Frequently," responds Newt.

"That was one time," murmurs Theseus under his breath. They all approach a round room with a green floor and two wizards pushing carts walking through the middle of the floor. "Enough!" shouts Theseus as he casts a spell that Linda thinks is a little harsh.

Boxes fly and freeze in the air as Tina easily deflects the spell. "He needs to control his temper." Tina sends an under handed spell towards Theseus causing him to fly backwards onto a chair where his hands tie behind him. The chair quickly rolls towards an office just behind where he was previously standing.

"I think that was the best moment of my life," breathes Newt.

Linda moves to speak to Tina, but in an effort to save her fellow Auror's cover, Tina quickly hits her with a spell to gag her and then another sending her flying back in another chair like Theseus.

"Sorry Linda!" calls Newt as the door of the office gets magically locked from the outside. "Not sorry Theseus!"

Linda and Theseus' chairs are nearly beside one another, facing in opposite directions allowing for them to look at one another.

Theseus sighs. "Well this is awkward." He finally takes notice of the gag in Linda's mouth as she's trying to spit it out to be able to talk. "At least someone found a way to shut you up."

Linda rolls her eyes as she finally pushes the gag out of her mouth. "That was a little harsh don't you think?"

"I've been a little on edge recently in-case you couldn't tell."

Linda snaps. "That doesn't mean you have an excuse to try and attack Dumbledore just because I talked to him and not you!"

"I didn't want you to get dragged into whatever Dumbledore's brought my brother into, I'm trying to pr—"

"I don't need you to protect me Theseus I'm an Auror!"

The two look at each other, as if staring into the other's soul. Theseus can feel the tension in the room, which causes Linda to avoid his gaze after a few intense moments. He clears his throat. "We should um, turn around and try to unite each other's ropes since we don't have our wands."

Both turn their chairs and begin to fumble with the ropes. After a few moments of silence Theseus blurts, "Leta broke off the engagement."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"She told me how she feels for Newt. But we both had our eyes one someone else, not just her."

There's a pregnant pause. "Who?"

As Linda struggles to untie the ropes she feels a hand reach out to hold hers. "It's you Linda. It's always been you. I love the way you make me laugh. I love how peaceful you look the moment before I wake you up in the mornings before work. I love how we can finish each other's sentences. But most importantly, I love you. From the moment you pushed me into that creek in the forest when we were children to now, even though we can't stop squabbling... Look Linda you don't have to say anything—"

"I love you Theseus," replies Linda as she grasps his hand tighter. "With Leta and everything else going on I just tried to ignore my feelings." The two begin to work on their ropes again as they speak and Linda manages to free Theseus. He feels the blood rush back to his wrists and unties Linda, kneeling behind her chair to untie her before whipping it around so she is facing him.

"Whatever it is you can tell me," he pleads, placing a hand on her knee.

So she explains everything. Well nearly everything. 

Theseus' eyes begin to get misty. "Eight months, Linda why didn't you tell me? You know what that doesn't matter right now. What matters is we find someone to help with that cure and we go break up that Grindelwald rally. But there's one thing I need to do first." The tension is released as the two lock lips passionately. She runs her fingers through his hair as the kiss deepens and his hands lightly cup her face. He pulls away from the kiss, deciding that it's gone on a tad longer than they can afford at the moment. "Now let's go do our job."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're scary good at compartmentalizing your feelings?" sasses Linda.

"Yea, you...but I hope you know that I'm going to yell at you later."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."