Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

Peter had dreamt of the darkened room again. The room filled with screams, though whose screams, he didn't know. It was driving him mad. What if it was someone he loved? Even if it wasn't, if it was someone he could help, he wanted to know! Sometimes, Peter thought that the visions he had were less helpful that not having them at all. It was a bitter thought, as often his dreams saved his life or the lives of others. But knowing you might be able to stop someone's pain if only the dream was a little clearer...that was understandably infuriating.

( Don't give up the light )

The party was beautiful. Peter was surrounded by the people he loved, and he couldn't think of anything better than that. After the year he'd had, finding he had terminal cancer, losing the battle and his memories along with it, his death, the Templar...everything. It meant so much just to be here. Just to be with them.

( Everyone has a place to go )

The cruise for Peter's birthday was absolutely perfect. Peter loved it. He loved that he got to spend the time with his friends and family and there certainly were a lot of those around tonight... He was thrilled to hear Spectre and Derek Sherinian playing, and Deirdre sang occasionally too. It was wonderful. Even if he had doubled the amount of pain killers he was taking just to numb his stupid aching head. Once he was headache free, he was able to enjoy himself immensely. He had a wonderful chat with Dimitri and Sergei, and he laughed as Tasha danced with Hope and Fiona all at once. He danced with Aly too. And then with his daughters all in turn. Even Caleb wanted to dance, but only so he could stand on Peter's shoes and get a 'ride'. Lavannah was sitting by the railing chatting with Gavin, though she was watching Johanna with someone else who Peter recognised was Will. Evey kept running up to Will and then darting away again to chat with Deirdre and her girls as well. Every time there was a break in the music, Spectre was followed around by Jacinta and Edward Montgomery, and they proceeded to parent him. He looked oddly pleased. Abigail and Stuart were dancing and looking quite happy. Even Robert looked okay, though he hung back away from the action. Thomas was talking with Mary and Kat who was rolling her daughters back and forth in the stroller as she talked. People were everywhere, dancing and laughing and eating.

And then Peter started to feel a little strange. He excused himself from Aly's presence and he slipped down under the deck into one of the small hallways so he could lean up against the thin wall. It might be that he was just a little motion sick, but the cruise had ended about twenty minutes ago and the boat was now docked. It was gently rocking back and forth, but nothing major. And still Peter felt incredibly dizzy. He put a hand to his head and he crouched down a little, willing himself not to be sick.

Aly had been allowed to come home today and Peter was ecstatic. She still wasn't feeling completely better, however, and so as soon as she was home, she opted to take a nap. Peter stayed with her until she fell asleep. Afterwards, he made his way into the hall where Thomas was waiting for him, looking incredibly guilty. Peter pulled the door closed and he raised his eyebrows to his best friend. "Something wrong, Thomas?"

"Not....wrong." Thomas took Peter's hand and he pulled him into the ballroom made movie room across the hall.

"Okay? So I shouldn't be freaking out right now?" Peter asked.

"No! Peter, uhm...have you been on the internet since yesterday?" Thomas asked carefully.

"No, I was with Aly. Oh god, who died!?"

( Thomas is the only dead guy here... )