The demon Amaris haunts Thomas’ dreams more often that he will ever admit, because he is too proud and he doesn't want his loved ones to know the power she has over him. It is a struggle every day just to get the things she did to him out of his mind and at night he has no defences. He has no husband to smile at him, his expression reassuring. He has no children around him to distract him with ever more curious questions about the world. He is alone with his dreams and she always finds him.

( Lost and Found )

Thomas tried to stay awake there, beside his sister, Abby, but her presence was so soothing and that and his blissfully full stomach pulled heavily at his eyelids. His mind swam through layers of fog, though it was a relaxing and peaceful feeling and he let himself drift there, feeling safe and warm here. He was all too aware that danger lay just on the other side of consciousness, but his painless drifting felt too good to deny himself. It was too hard to stay awake.

( Trapped )

Thomas' birthday had been wonderful. Almost his entire family had come to be with him, and his best friend had been well enough to share it with him. Mara was back. Jordan was going to be fine. And Mary was here. Thomas had spent the previous year at a Spectre concert in Wolverhampton and they had had sucha wonderful time together afterwards, just them. It had been before all the shit with Kat and everything had seemed so simple. This year, though, even when things were complicated, Thomas was even happier. He didn't have to fade away soon. He got to stay. He had a family and a baby on the way. He had everything he had ever wanted. When the party ended and the concert began, Thomas was on such a high, he thought he could never come down.

Thomas was wrong.

( Nightmare )