His Beast - Part II

New York All Over Again

Jeanne's POV

As Newt pointed his wand to Jacob, the man began grinning oddly. "Whatcha got there? Whatcha gonna do, Mr. Scamander?" he laughed.

"Sergito," Newt uttered.

A pink enchantment floated off of Jacob. Her magic turned into a beating heart then dissipated.

Jacob was left looking rather sweaty and disoriented.

"Congratulations on your engagement, Jacob," said Newt.

"Wait, what?" said the muggle, confused.

I turned to Queenie who stood looking rather guilty in our living room.

"Oh, no, you didn't," Jacob mumbled in disbelief.

Queenie began to pack her bags and leave.

"Queenie!" Jacob called after her as she stormed out the door.

He turned back to me and Newt. "It's very nice to see you two, and the baby. Where the hell am I, right now?"

"Our flat, in London," Jeanne said.

Jacob huffed and slapped his leg. "I always wanted to go here!" He went out the door after the witch. "Queenie!" Jacob called once more before he shut the door.

The flat fell silent.

"Well," I began softly. "That was—"

"Eventful," Newt finished. As he stood, he noticed something on the floor of the living room. "Papyrus repairo," he said. With a flick of his wand, the torn pieces of paper began to become whole once more.

"What is it, love?" I asked, hoisting Amelia from her chair.

"A postcard . . . from Paris," Newt said. "Written by Tina," he realized.

"She's there looking for Creedence. I knew it," I said.

A knock came from the door, causing Newt to drop the card.

"I got this," I said. "You go tend to the creatures." I knew Newt had been itching to check on them all day.

"Thank you, Jeanne," Newt said. He kissed my cheek, then Amy's curly little head, then rushed off downstairs.

I answered the door. "Oh, hello again Jacob."

"Hi," he said hurriedly. Jacob was rather wet from the rain.
Amelia laughed.
"Hi, cutie," Jacob smiled back. "Where's Newt?"

"He just went downstairs," I said, pointing to the basement door.

As Jacob started down the stairs, Newt was already coming up. He had his case with him. I knew that meant one thing: we were leaving.

"Queenie left a postcard," Newt began as he hustled up the stairs. "Tina's in Paris, looking for Creedence."

"Queenie's gonna go straight for Tina," Jacob realized. "Okay, we're going to France, pal."

I bounced Amy on my hip. "Got her things?" I asked.

"Already in the case, love," Newt said.

"Wonderful, let me grab my harness for my wings," I said, setting Amy down then rushing into our bedroom.

Now greatly off balance, I walked back into the living room.

"Ready, dear?" Newt asked. He looked rather worried for me now.

I picked up Amy and put her in a fabric sling on my back which balanced me out once more. "Ready."

Newt hugged me from behind and took Jacob by the arm. In a second, the four of us had Apparated.

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We landed softly in a vast open field in the UK somewhere.

"So Jacob, that man Tina's been seeing," I began. I worried about her sometimes.

"Don't worry, Tina's gonna see the four of us together and it's gonna be like New York all over again."

"I certainly hope not," Newt mumbled.

"No, the fun, mystery parts, I mean," said Jacob excitedly. "The adventures, right?"

"He's an Auror, Queenie said," I continued.

"Yeah, he's an Auror, so what?" Jacob confirmed. "Don't worry about him."

He wasn't seeing my point.

"Jacob, I was an Auror," I explained.

"Oh yeah, that's right," the muggle realized.

"What I'm getting at is, there's a reason I ended up with that Second Salemer lady in New York. Aurors always get stuck in the wrong crowds. It's best not to be attached to them," I explained.

"Tina knows that, right?" Jacob asked.

"I'm not so sure she does . . ."