A Twist In Time

A Solemn Reconnection

It had happened before, but I still was surprised when days and then weeks blurred together and I was soon spending a cold February day at the park as we celebrated Finn's birthday.

There were two weeks left before I was being sent out to France. Unfortunately, Phineas wasn't able to come with me due to being the head of their department, but Newt was able to take his place. I wasn't sure how it was going to work, but knew they had their ways.

It was nice watching the children running around. I enjoyed watching them be free and not have to worry about anything.

I knew that this time in two weeks I'd be breaking their hearts when I left for France.

"I'm happy Newt's going with you," Polly said, tucking the blanket around Thomas-J as a light breeze blew over us.

"I'm not sure how he managed it." Newt had no need to be with me, he wasn't a doctor so they shouldn't have allowed him with me, but they somehow managed it.

"Phineas said they're claiming Newt was a Prisoner of War and you're still helping him through treatment."

That might have worked in my time, but I doubt anyone would believe it in this era.

Well, it must have worked seeing as he was coming with me.

"I'm just hoping I'll be back before Thomas-J's birthday," I said gazing down at the sleeping baby.

It was really getting to me how fast he was growing. How was it that he was going to be two this year?

"Let's just hope this war ends soon."

Polly had wanted me to leave without telling the children but I didn't like the idea of leaving them and never returning.

They all took it well in a sense. Matthew's lip quivered as he tried to hold in his tears and Mary and Katie promised to write to me every week. Edward didn't understand and I was happy he probably wouldn't remember me leaving.

Finn knew I might not make it back and when he found out that Newt was coming too, shit almost hit the fan.

It was surprisingly Newt that managed to calm him down. He gave him the responsibility of looking after the Jarvey's and Grey while we were gone.

The morning we left Polly was wishing she didn't agree to see us off at the station.

Both her and Ada were struggling to keep hold of Thomas-J and Edward who were equally fighting their grasp.

"Mumma!" Thomas-J called his hands reaching out and doing the grasping motion at me.

It broke my heart and while I wanted to stay I knew I couldn't. There was only so much I could do as a witch and too many people knew I was heading to France. I wouldn't be able to hunt them all down and obliviate them.

"I'll be back soon, my love," I whispered, pressing one last kiss to his head before boarding the train with Newt.

If I lingered any longer I'd be tempted to stay.

As the train pulled away I stared out the window, wiping my eyes as I watched my boy become smaller as I grew further away from him.

The journey to France was terrifying. We were sent over on a ship with a mixed group of soldiers, nurses and three new doctors. The six nurses were chatting amongst themselves, often laughing as they giggled and waved at the soldiers. It was nice to see smiles on the men's faces especially considering some of them looked like they'd been overseas to France before.

The boat was rocky and I was thankful for the pepper-up potion I'd taken before boarding the boat. Well, it wasn't really a boat, more like a ship. It didn't really matter what it was we were on, all I knew was that we were sailing to France which looked drab and dreary compared to the France I often frequented in my childhood.