A/N: context: no specific date. Newt and Tina are married and had a son.
P.S.: I'm sorry
« NEWT!! » The scream tore through the air, drowning out the sounds of the battle raging around them.
Grindelwald and his acolytes had surprised them during a routine mission, in which Newt had accompanied them to help a creature that had been reported injured.
The dark mage had suddenly appeared, traping them.
Tina rushed towards her husband, who had just collapsed. The blood was pounding so loud in her ears that she no longer heard the spells flying from all sides.
« Newt! » she exclaimed in an anguished voice, dropping next to him. She had seen the spell hit him. A flash of purple light. She had never seen that before, but from Grindelwald, this didn't bode well.
« Newt, talk to me, » said Tina in a shaky voice, pushing the hair from the Magizoologist's pale face.
Weakly, he took her fingers, looking into his wife's eyes.
« Be... happt, » he breathed with difficulty. « Take care o-of Nick. »
Tina felt her eyes tearing up.
« No, no, no, » she cried. « You'll make it! We'll bring you to the hospital, I... »
The tears streaming down her face prevented her from speaking;
Newt smiled at her and reached out to wipe Tina's cheeks. But he stopped his gesture halfway, and his hand fell next to him, limp.
« Newt? Newt! » yelled Tina, shaking him by the shoulders. « Newt, please, wake up! »
But the Magizoologist green eyes were staring into space, and the spark that inhabited them when Tina was there was gone forever.
Tina felt a scream rising in her chest, and she did nothing to repress it. Her vision darkened, and she let out a scream so heartbreaking that the entire universe seemed to shudder.
When she opened her eyes again, all acolytes were on the ground, and Grindelwald had vanished. But she paid no attention to them, curled up next to Newt's lifeless body.
Newt, who would never hold her hand again. Who would never look at her with his beautiful green eyes again. Who would never hold her in her arms again, who would never kiss her again. Who would never say 'I love you' to her again.
Tina heard vaguely, between her sobs, Theseus' voice.
« Newt? No! » he said with a broken voice.
He couldn't believe it. Not his little brother...
The Aurors, powerless, were watching, speechless.
Tina felt like the world had stopped. How could it not be, when her reason for being was gone? How could she live without him? Newt was the love of her life, she could never love somebody else like that.
Newt had passed away, and Tina's world with him.
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Fantastic Beasts OS - English version
FanfictionHey! Welcome to my collection of Fantastic Beasts' One shots. I'm French, and I initially wrote thoses in French, but I translate them in English (because I like doing that). I hope you'll enjoy, and excuse my mistakes! Don't forget that English is...
