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19 | Be There

Prompt: Newt helps (Y/N) through a panic attack

Rated: PG-13

Written by: typicalmackenziewrites

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Blurry vision. Quick and uneven breathing. Light headed.

This is definitely a panic attack. You've had them before, actually all your life in fact. They started when you were a young girl, your abusive drunk of a father treating you as if you were nothing but a bug crawling on the floor. Calling you an evil witch every day because of your beautiful gift. Mother never doing anything to help, she was just as scared as you.

When he died, they left for a while, but then your mom died when you were just thirteen and you had been sent to an orphanage just outside of New York City. Living there with abusive caretakers, mean children who would call you a freak and always be putting you down. The only thing that ever gave you peace was Ilvermorny, they knew of your situation and treated you right at the school. Making sure you were as safe as they could possibly make you.

When you had left Ilvermorny, you traveled. You loved to travel, seeing every beautiful thing there is to offer. You traveled to many places you could see the beautiful creatures out there as well. Always having a soft spot for animals, insects, and you loved Herbology as well. You had multiple notebooks filled with facts of all the amazing things out there.

You were quite good at taking care of them as well, you loved to keep all of them safe. That's how you met Newt actually. When he had come down to NYC, you just so happened to be visiting back home that same week. The moment you tripped over his leather suitcase you were hooked. Maybe it was the fact that he was a very handsome young man, his curly reddish brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. Or maybe it was the fact you spotted a paw trying to climb out of his suitcase, aka the sneaky little Niffler.

The two of you immediately had some sort of connection, might be the fact you were both similar, both compassionate, loving, and caring of not only people but fantastic beasts.

You had helped him through the whole fiasco, meeting a few others along the way. Even a no-maj, who was a very sweet man who caught the eye of one of the Goldstein sisters. When it had come to an end, it was time for Newt to leave. Luckily for you, he asked you to join him.

You and Newt both took care of all his little creatures, well some are little, and some are gigantic. Either way, you tried to keep them as happy as could be. You helped Newt finish his book in your own little ways. He looked through all of your notebooks and you his. Laughing when you realize you pretty much had all of the same things in them. You both were very close, as close as two could be.

And being so close means that you understand each other, you know each other's ticks and things that make them sad or angry. You both know what to do to make the other happy. Newt hasn't been around when you've had panic attacks, so he doesn't know what to do for that. So let's just say he was also panicking when your panic attack started up.

The thing that triggered it was Newt himself, he's never gotten angry with you, never raised his voice, but today had been stressful on him. The Mooncalf's had gotten quite sick lately, neither of you knew what caused it. But they certainly weren't okay. All day you and Newt had been trying to figure what was wrong and what to give them to make them better.

You had looked through every book you could find, even if one had nothing to do with the creatures, you could never be too sure. Newt had started to panic, which led to him being snappy frustrated. He hadn't meant to yell at you, he was just so worried for his babies he didn't even realize it.

Well until you had swallowed the lump in your throat and you went into a very dismissive state, both mentally and physically. Even though it had only been a bark towards you, that had brought on horrible memories. Things you hated to think about, but now all that was in your head was thoughts of all the people you had to grow up with.

With your eyes beginning to water, Newt immediately realized his mistake and stepped towards you, only for you to take a step back. Your breathing becoming quicker and lighter. You quickly went over to the little steps leading into the shack and Newt makes his way to you.

He analyzes everything happening with you. He has always noticed you have anxiety, it can get quite bad at times, but never so much so that you begin to react like this. When you begin to hyperventilate Newt jumps into action.

"Sweetheart, please breath. I'm so sorry for snapping at you." Newt explains, crouching down in front of you, taking your shaking hands into his. He takes yours and his hands to your face, wiping at the tears falling down your cheeks and you cried.

"It's okay. Please, it just- scared me."

Newt feels lips quiver and his heartbreak at those small words. Not only had he yelled at you, he caused this, at least that's what he thought. He moves to sit next to you on the wooden step, throwing his arm over your shoulder putting the other around your cowering arms that are clung to your chest.

"Shh, just breath love. In, and out." He mumbles, mimicking a slow breathing, that you slowly start to follow. He presses his face against your hair, rocking you gently in his arms. A couple more breaths later you finally take one last shaky breath before looking up at Newt, who is looking at you with concern and regret.

You immediately shake your head, reading his thoughts, taking his face in your hands and pressing your foreheads together and you whisper.

"Don't even think that you're to blame for this."

"But I yelled at you." Newt croaks in reply, his own eyes beginning to fill with tears. You sit up straighter and bring him into a hug, he immediately reciprocates and puts his arms around your shoulder, tangling his long fingers into your hair and you say.

"It is not your fault, Newt. It's the horrible people who did this to me's fault. Never yours."

Newt hides his face in your hair, taking in your shampoo smell and he replies quietly.

"Okay, but I swear to you- I will do everything in my power to make sure you will always be okay when you have another panic attack. I will always be there for you, (Y/n)."

"And I will always be there for you, Newt."