It has been 4 days since You, Thomas, Frypan, and MInho arrived at the Safe Haven. But it had also been 4 days since Newt's death. and you were there to witness the whole thing.. You had to bear watching the demise of your most beloved to himself in full.

For the past 4 days you had been refusing to do anything, you wouldn't eat.. you wouldn't drink. Hell, you wouldn't even bloody speak!

That was, until now. You had been stressed, hurting, mourning .. an outburst was bound to happen sooner or later and here it was at last, in all it's long awaited glory.

You were currently stood, screaming into the face of Thomas for a little mistake he had made that had finally sent you over the edge. All your pent up emotions coming out at once.. though Thomas didn't fight back,, he didn't even flinch. For the sole reason that he did lose his bestfriend but he couldn't even begin to imagine the pain you were going through in losing your bestfriend and the love of your life all in one person.

With each word that slipped past your lips aggressively, your anger rose until the point where you swung a right hook at him but in that millisecond, before your fist would have made a satisfying connection with his jaw, a pale hand had caught your fist and held it gently.

"Well that's quite enough of that"

The sound of a cheerful British accent rang through your ears as your head snapped to none other than Newt himself, healed and well with a big grin on his face.

"Well hello beautiful! Fancy seeing you here"

He greeted you playfully, though careful with his choosing of words as he did not feel like facing the same wrath poor Thomas had just endured due to the fact he has just recovered from rising from the living dead.