For Sarah (Newt)

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They come closer while each second ticks by. My back hits a wall and my fingers scale the cold surface. "Goodbye Sarah" They whisper before the wolves, tauntingly step closer slowly, their muzzles dripping with blood.

I bolt upright and my breathing quickens. "Sarah?" Newt asks before he sees my shuddering body. He wraps an arm around my shoulders and I look up at him. "Breathe when I do Sarah" He commands and he places one of my hands over his heart. My breathing starts to get even and a smile crosses his face. "That's it

Sarah" He whispers and my eyes lock with his. "Thankyou" "Anytime" He says before he latches his lips onto mine.

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