Strings Attached

Chapter 17

"But I am banned from traveling." Newt said, as a matter of fact. "Not if I arrange for you a means to travel." Celeste said, downing whole whiskey down in a go.

"Even if you do that, you will get in trouble!" Newt exclaimed as Celeste exited the room. "I don't care!" Celeste exclaimed as she climbed the stairs.

"You are banned from traveling?" Queenie asked, sounding perplexed. "It's a bit complicated." Newt said, sighing.

Celeste reappeared again, a nervous smile tugged on her face. "If this works, you are leaving tomorrow." Celeste said, leaning on the door frame.

"Celeste, listen, this is a rushed decision." Newt said, now standing up. "You want to save Credence, don't you?" Celeste asked, shoving her hands into her pant's pocket.

"I do, but it's not me I am worried about. It's you. I know the minister is keeping a close eye on you." Newt said, shaking his head.

"It's not time to worry about me. It's time to worry about future. There are like hundred percent chances that Grindelwald is in paris right at this moment. But that's our job. I want you to save Credence." Celeste said, shrugging her shoulder.

Newt seemed to think about it as his eyes kept moving from the glass of whiskey in his hand and to the floor. "Fine." He said, sighing.

"Honey, don't you think you both have run into too many troubles already?" Queenie asked, worried for the couple.

"Yeah, but there is no other option. The British ministry has hired a bounty hunter. I want Credence safe." Celeste said, shrugging her shoulders.

"I will tag along." Jacob said, his voice almost a squeak. Celeste looked at him in surprise. "Listen, Newt can't do that job alone. I can be of a little help. You know I helped him in New York." Jacob said, making Newt look at him in genuine surprise.

"Well only if you insist." Celeste said, slowly. "Then I will go along. Maybe I can find Tina there." Queenie said, making up her mind.

"Uh...alright then." Newt said, looking at Celeste. "Well then it's decided. Tomorrow you leave for Paris." Celeste said, a grim look on her face.

After showing Jacob and Queenie their room, Newt and Celeste retreated to their room, with Celeste looking as if she was devising a place.

"You know, Dumbledore met me." Newt said, bringing Celeste out of her thoughts. "He did?" Celeste asked as she removed her sleeping robes out of the closet.

"Yes. He wanted the same thing as you." He said, removing a card from his pocket. He walked towards Celeste and handed it to her.

"It's of some safe house in Paris. He thinks that Credence is Leta's lost brother." Newt said, leaning on the door of closet.

"Corvus? I thought that was just a poem." Celeste said, as she surveyed the card. "I know, but it looks like it can be true." Newt said, making Celeste sigh.

"This is getting more complicated. First Credence is alive, second he is a plausible Lestrange." Celeste said, walking to the bed and keeping the robe there while she thought of something.

"I know it's not much help, but maybe Leta is the final family he needs." Newt said, making Celeste sigh. "You are right. This makes my head spin." Celeste said, sitting on the bed and keeping her head on her palms.

Newt said beside her, took her hand into his. "I am in this with you. I may not want to choose a side, but you are my priority. You don't have to do this alone." Newt said, with a small smile.

"I know. And I appreciate it." Celeste said, resting her head on his shoulder.

Next morning was rather hasty as Celeste relayed the plan to the trio, who heard with sharp attention.