Loyal till the end ➢Gellert Grindelwald X Reader

Chapter 23 ➛Let Me Take Care of Your Broken Heart

I explained to Grindelwald that Jonathan probably somehow knew about the infiltration and managed to blend in with the people we had sent, just to take the real Time-Turner and replace it with a fake. 

Suddenly, Jonathan Brook didn't feel like a helpless someone anymore.

''So you suggest that he has been working for someone else ever since joining me?''

He sighed and touched his head. His expression was troubled, and I couldn't help but notice the frustration and hopelessness in his eyes.

"It would make sense. I mean, he would never be able to come up with this on his own. I've known Jonathan for some time now.''

I tapped my temple. ''Unless he only showed you the side of him he wanted you to see. What if he hasn't been himself since he joined you? What if it's never been about the Greater Good, but something complexer? Something this boss of him wants to accomplish. We need to find out what they are going to do.''

''But before we do this, it's time to make sure everyone knows what that imbecile has done to you and that they'd better not harm you or they'll end up worse than Jonathan.''

I smiled at him. He was being so protective of me.

It had been a new sensation, that feeling that there was always someone on the lookout for me. Always someone keeping me safe.

''We'll find another way to get a Time-Turner. Don't worry,'' I said softly. He looked up at me, his eyes filled with sorrow and sadness. I wanted to comfort him, but I didn't feel like I was able to, but I could try.

''Come here, you.'' I pulled him upright from the chair and embraced him tightly. He slowly placed his hands on my back and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

''I think you could use some distraction,'' I said as I stroked his head. ''Let's go and have a nice walk together.''

He slowly retreated and looked at me with a painful smile. I could see the hurt behind his eyes, the frustration from before also lingering in there.

I knew he was trying to stay strong, but it seemed that he had been doing that for a little too long now. He needed to blow off some steam.

''Let's go,'' I said, taking his hand and pulling him towards the door and leading him out of the castle.

Lately, everything had been going wrong in my life. Queenie turned into a vampire. I found out my parents weren't dead and decided to have another child. I was being threatened by some anonymous psychopath. And let's not forget I was assaulted by some idiot that seems to be working for some mastermind. The only thing that hasn't gone wrong was Grindelwald. The small dot of light in my life.

I glanced at him and couldn't help but notice the sadness that was still in his eyes.

I took his hand again and gave it a gentle squeeze to know he was no longer alone. He had me and I had him. We had each other, and that was all we needed.

At least, that's how I thought about it.

He was the leader of the greatest movement in history, he had more things to worry about than only an owl or his feelings. He was the idol of many, but also despised by many. And those two things both bring worry and frustration with them. 

I always thought it was annoying to be a fugitive. But for him, it must be at least ten times worse. It also doesn't help that the entire world is looking for him.

He seemed to struggle with the fact that he wasn't doing anything about the present problems and was instead just walking and doing nothing to clear up the mess that had been created.