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Prompt Post #2
ROUND 2
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Fill: A Gilded Cage is Still A Cage (16/20)
(Anonymous) 2017-03-02 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)As soon as the words escaped, Newt felt a wave of nausea build within him. He was going to surrender himself to this man. To his mate. Because the alternative was worse. He wrapped his arms around himself, shaking.
“We don’t need to do anything about it tonight.” Theseus said, and Newt was fairly sure that he was lying, but he also knew he didn’t have the strength to question it.
Graves nodded quickly, flashing him a smile. Newt couldn’t help seeing how nervous he looked, as though he was almost as afraid as Newt.
“Have some food, get some rest, and in the morning a ward breaker is coming to take a look at that bracelet.”
Newt nodded, staring at the band which was still covered by ribbon.
“Thank you.”
“Newt, you don’t need to thank me for …for treating you as a human. It’s no less than you deserve.”
“While it’s on…” Newt shrugged. “The case is here. And I… I don’t want to go…” He panicked at that, and if it wasn’t for the wards that protected the house and the bracelet around his wrist he would have apparated away.
It was Theseus who took his hands, squeezing gently.
“I am not letting those bastards get their hands on you again Newt. You are not going back there, I swear it. I’m your big brother right?”
“Yeah…” Newt whispered, feeling fear crawl beneath his skin.
“Then trust me, they’re not going to hurt you.” He promised. “You aren’t going back into hospital, not like that. Remember, I got you out last time. I’ll get you out of there again.”
“They’re going to make me.” Newt whispered, and now it was Graves stepping closer, shaking his head.
“They aren’t going to make you. Because you will be my mate, and you can go to the Centre for Integrating Omegas until this is fixed. The CIO’s a good place. You’ll have your own room, and it will only be for a few days, while we put everything in place. No one will hurt you there. It’s where omegas who are seeking asylum can go. Normally only family can visit but…” Graves shrugged a little. “If you wanted, we could always hide the others in your case.”
“No.” Newt said firmly, initially unsure what he was refusing. “If…if we can get the bracelet off, I’ll go to the American hospital. But I don’t… I don’t want the rules bent for me…”
Pickett chittered from his pocket and Newt smiled down at the bowtruckle with dazed fondness.
“Not like that Pickett. Of course I’m taking you. I can’t even imagine the kinds of scrapes I would get into without you there to keep me safe.”
Graves chuckled a little at that.
“Alright. I will need to speak to the President, ensure that we have her blessing. Then Theseus and I will go to England to make sure this is formally approved. While that happens, you’ll be in the centre. I’ll make sure you have your own suppressants with you, I don’t know what kind you take-“
“I make my own.” Newt said quickly. “But I’ve got enough for a month or two.”
“We won’t be that long.” Theseus promised. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He wrote a quick note, which he returned to the rather impatient owl. It nipped at his fingers in irritation before flying away.
“Maybe you should sleep in the case tonight?” Theseus prompted, and Newt nodded. He was grateful for that opportunity to be in his own space, to be somewhere he felt safe. If he couldn’t flee from what the Ministry was planning for him, he hoped he could at least find a little peace.
“Hey?” Jacob asked. “You like pancakes?”
Newt nodded, and Jacob smiled.
“I’ll make you some for breakfast tomorrow then.”
“Thank you.” Newt mumbled, and faked yawning a little. “Do you mind if I… I go back into the case now?” He glanced up at Graves, reminding himself that if Graves was being kind enough to take him on, to spare him from the hospital, he had to at least be respectful towards him.
“Of course not. You don’t need to ask to see your creatures.” Graves reassured him, and Newt scurried back into the safety of his case. He wasn’t very tired. But he needed to be away from the others. There was no other omega in the house, and while he trusted his brother and Tina both the presence of three alphas in his vulnerable state was terrifying for him.
***
Percival watched Newt flee, then turned to Theseus.
“Well.” Theseus shrugged. “I think it could have gone a lot worse, you know?”
“He’s hiding in his case.” Percival pointed out, and Theseus shrugged.
“He’s not tried to cut his own arm off or something. I’m going to count that as a win.”
Percival sighed softly.
“I’ll go and see Picquery. Hopefully, she’ll see things our way.”
“If she doesn’t?” Theseus asked, and Percival could see the fear in his eyes now that Newt was gone. He had tried to stay calm before, but now that Newt was no longer present Percival could see him falling apart. Theseus obviously didn’t believe what he had told Newt.
“If she doesn’t, we work around it. I’m not sending him back to somewhere he hates. I promise you, I’m not allowing him to go back into that hospital.”
Theseus looked up at him curiously and stared into his eyes. He clearly saw whatever he was looking for in there.
“Thank you.”
“It’s okay. I’m going to take care of him if I can. I know he didn’t want a mate.”
“I’m glad it’s you.” Theseus said softly. “Don’t get me wrong, if you hurt him I will use all of my favourite curses to tear you limb from limb, and give the fragments to my aurors to practice on. But I’m glad it’s you.”
Percival nodded, squeezing his friend’s hand.
“I’ll go and see Picquery. And a healer. I’ll be back by morning.” With that he walked away, making his way to MACUSA. It wasn’t far, but when he had been a prisoner it had felt an impossible distance. He made his way up to Picquery’s office.
It was quite late at night, so the building was almost deserted. He was grateful for that. It made things easier. There would be time, he knew, when he would have to return with the eyes of all his aurors on him. But for now, he wasn’t having to face that.
He knocked on Seraphina’s door and walked inside when she called out for him to enter. He walked forwards, bowing a little in mock formality and then smiling at his friend.
“Good to have you back.” She said softly. “I’ve got the report from Theseus and Goldstein.”
“I know you’ll have a lot to ask me. And I’ll answer it. But first I need to just ask for your help with something.”
“This better be good.”
“Scamander – the younger one, the one who rescued me…”
“Yes?”
“Britain wants him back and to assign him an alpha. We bonded. I want your permission to officially take him as my mate.”
“And if I say no?”
“If you say no, I do it without you. I’m not handing him back to their hospital when he’s so frightened of going there. But I’d like your support with this.”
Seraphina paused, gazing into his eyes, and then nodded slowly.
“Alright. But I need you to meet with the healers, and with a legilimens, before we can start with that. I need to know that you are fully in your right mind and healthy before we hand over an omega to you.”
“By the sounds of it ma’am, you already did that once.”
“I did.” Seraphina agreed. “And I don’t want to make the same mistake again.”
“Thank you.” Percival answered. “I’ll go and be checked. And he will be too, once he’s had the bracelet removed.”
“Anderson will be along in the morning. Her wife’s not been well and she’s dealing with the toddler, so I didn’t think I would send her tonight.” Seraphina answered quickly. Percival smiled a little, grateful to see that Seraphina had been concerned with what would happen next.
“I’ll meet with the healers and legilimens now if it would mean you are calmer.” Percival offered, and Seraphina flashed him a smile.
***
Newt emerged from the suitcase to the smell of pancakes, which Jacob dished up for them all with a practiced hand. Graves was stood opposite him, looking exhausted.
“Did you sleep?” Newt asked curiously.
“MACUSA wanted me to be checked over. But we have the President’s blessing. Anderson will be here soon to help with the bracelet.” Percival answered, and Newt nodded.
“When it’s done, will it have to go back into MACUSA’s collections?”
“Why?”
“I want to keep it.” Newt said quickly. “Niff wants it for his hoard.”
“You make him sound like a dragon.” Percival teased, but he nodded. “I don’t particularly want it back. If it’ll make Niff happy, he better take it.”
“Thanks.” Newt ate his pancakes, not saying much. They all ate quietly, deep in thought, and Percival got up at a knock on the door. Newt could hear discussion, and then a young omega woman walked in.
“Hello…” She smiled. “I heard you’ve got an object for me to take a look at?”
Reluctantly, Newt held out his wrist. Carefully she untied the ribbon, running her fingers over it and then drawing out her wand, starting to examine the wards.
“That’s pretty nasty.” Anderson murmured. “But I can unweave them. Don’t you worry.”
Newt held still, watching Anderson working on the bracelet. Pickett clambered down onto his lap, and Newt focussed on that. He tried to hold still.
It took a few hours before the bracelet expanded and slipped down from his wrist. Anderson tapped it with her wand a few more times, her forehead beaded with sweat.
“It’s clean.” She answered, and Newt stared at it, and then at the burned skin beneath.
“Here…” Percival leaned over, casting a healing spell over it to fix the skin. He handed the bracelet back to Newt. Newt span it around in his hand and then pocketed it.
“Ready to go to hospital?” Graves asked softly. Reluctantly, Newt nodded. He didn’t want to be doing this, but it was his safest option. Queenie leaned in and embraced him tightly, and he could tell by the look in her eyes that she knew exactly how he felt.
Re: Fill: A Gilded Cage is Still A Cage (16/20)
(Anonymous) 2017-03-03 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)Newt thinks that he and Percival need to sleep together, doesn't he? But they are already bonded, so it's not necessary and it's not like Percival is going to force himself on Newt.
I loved Theseus's threat ^^ Also, I like how Percival doesn't even comments on Jacob's presence; makes me wonder if he insists on obliviating him later.
Someone should explain to Newt better that American's hospital isn't like British centre. I'm not sure Newt believes he'll be truly safe there. And there is still the matter with Grindelwald, right? It'd be too bad if he broke from MACUSA and went after Newt while Percival and Theseus are outside the country :(
Re: Fill: A Gilded Cage is Still A Cage (16/20)
(Anonymous) 2017-03-09 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)Newt is convinced he's going to have the same treatment he was faced with before, and even if he is told it's different he's struggling to believe it.