“@fantasticbaker continued from here
Tina smiled a watery smile, the laugh that escapes more self-reprimanding then amused. The first time she had went to England had been for work, expected. Tina had deliberately not allowed herself to have a permanent place just so she couldn’t get comfortable. Of course, that hadn’t worked. Her free time had moved soundly to spending it all with a certain magizoologist. In the beginning it was an escape from all of the raids, but then she’d ended up with her own cot and the only time she wasn’t there was when she had to work.
Then she had kissed him and something more serious had started. Or, to be more frank, the serious relationship they’d had for a year no longer eluded them. They had both realized just how serious it had been and for a while, in spite of their various works, it had been happy-- Until several months ago when America demanded her attention on its soil and neither had done very well at coping. What had been years in the making had finally settled and the weight of the ring on her finger reminded her of it.
Still, she had never meant to permanently leave Queenie. It had never been her intention, but they were here on the eve of their departure. The older woman trying to be brave and strong, but really leaving her sister hurts more than anything. “That’s good,” Tina answered quiely, swallowing, “and you’ll have to make sure to write about Queenie, too, y’know. She’ll never tell me what she’s feeling in a letter.” Not when she was that far away.
Tina swallowed twisting her hands together before nodding. “Technically, I was only here as long as I was ‘cause work demanded it. They still want us all in Europe; And it was easier-- you know, to transfer for Newt’s work anyway. He does so much of it on that side of the world,” Tina reminded, “so it’s not the best-- but we’ll be back, you know? We’ll always be visiting and maybe once everything’s settled we can stay.”