It was dark, he found himself in a tunnel of sorts. There was a small dot of light at the end and he couldn't help but feel the need to go towards it. He started running, he was getting closer and the feeling was getting more intense. He stepped out into the blinding light and what he saw was enough to make him want to go back into the tunnel. He found himself in the middle of a battle field. Soldiers were running around like ants while airplanes flew overhead creating a storm of bombs.

It felt as if he was watching a slow-motion movie. He watched as airplane dropped closer to the ground and flew over his head. He turned around and made eye connect with another soldier across the field. It was Alcott, who seemed quite unaware of what was about to happen. The bomb was slowly falling through air, dropping on unaware soldiers. People were franticly running past him, attempting to escape the storm of debris. He started running towards the explosion, it was an action out of thought, an instinct. He needed to make sure Alcott was alright.

What he seen would haunt him for the rest of his life. His friend's motionless body was drenched in a mixture of dirt and blood. He started to tap his friends face, tried talking to him, looking for any sign of life. A couple of minutes had felt like hours and he was starting to lose hope. That's when a bloody hand grabbed his arm and Alcott's body sprang to life

"Theseus! Why didn't you save? You could have saved me!" Alcott's voice was rough, and his words were harsh.

"I tried, I really did, I'm so sorry, I-"

"No!" Alcott's voice was getting softer, quitter. "You should have been here, you should have saved me" His grip began to loosen, Theseus watched as his best friend's body went slack and once again Alcott's body was lifeless.

He started to shake the body, Alcott couldn't die. Theseus couldn't let the happen. He couldn't go home to another family and tell them he was sorry, he couldn't go to another funeral, he needed Alcott to live. By this point he could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Theseus… Theseus, wake up. It's okay, it's just a bad dream".

He shot up, he started to panic, he couldn't breathe. He franticly looked around the room, he didn't know where he was. This wasn't his room, and this wasn't Newts house. Queenie noticed Theseus' panicking and sat down beside him.

"Hey, hey… It's okay. Deep breathes, okay? In and out… In and out".

Queenie, that's right. He was at Queenie's house. She was Newt's friend, Newt said that he could trust her. He was fine, he was safe. "You seen it, didn't you? You're a legilimen".

"I… I only seen part of it. I only woke up a few minutes ago. I heard you and I thought I should come check on you". How did he know? Queenie hadn't told him, and she was quite sure that Newt had never told him either. She hoped that Theseus would still trust her after this, the whole reason he was here is because he needed somebody to talk to, somebody he could trust.

"Well, then. I'm sorry I woke you. But I think I'll be fine now"

Queenie could now see what Newt had mentioned earlier, Theseus had just woken up from a terrifying nightmare and he was apologizing for waking her up. She had only known him for a few hours and she already knew that he tended to put others before himself and, she decided that she couldn't let him continue doing this. "Do you want to talk about?"

"Queenie, I know why my brother brought me here. I know that he probably thinks I'm crazy. I know that he's worried that I'll kill myself, but I can't".

I can't. It wasn't a promise saying that he wanted to live. He was saying that if he could, he would. But he didn't have that chance, he still had his brother to take care of, he couldn't leave Newt to be devoured by the Ministry, MACUSA or any or magical government. His family already had their own problems, they didn't need to worry about his.

He probably thinks I'm crazy. That sentence may have just broke Queenie's heart. After digging a little deeper into Theseus' mind, she discovered that he truly believed that he was being a burden to his brother and his family. "Oh, honey, Newt doesn't think you're crazy. I think he's just worried about you, he doesn't want you to keep bottling up your emotions. He wants you to talk about what happened".

"He shouldn't have to worry about me".

"Why not?"

"Because I'm the older sibling, I'm supposed to protect him".

She really hoped that Tina didn't feel this way. It was nice to have somebody looking out for you but that doesn't mean that the older sibling should have to hide their problems. Sibling should always be there for each other, it didn't matter who was older. Despite this, Queenie knew that Theseus wouldn't open up to his younger brother, not yet. "Well, if you don't want to talk to Newt, do you think you can talk to me?"

They sat in silence. Queenie gave Theseus time, knowing that the slightest push could send him back into his shell.

"His name was Alcott". Looking up to meet her gaze he could see that she was confused. He assumed that she must not have went very far into his mind. "The dying man in my dream, his name was Alcott. He was in my unit during the war, he was the one who just killed himself."

He could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks, but he didn't really care at this point. "You know, he didn't die that day, I managed to save him. I stopped the bleeding, which stabilized him and then I brought him to a medic".

His breathing was beginning to get shaky again. Queenie didn't want to say anything, she knew that he would continue talking when he was ready, most people did. "We stayed in contact after the war, we would write each other letters once a week. But after time, they became less frequent and eventually they just stopped. I should have been there for him…I-I should have kept writing. Maybe… maybe I could have stopped him".

"Don't do that to yourself, Theseus. We can't change the past, no matter how hard we try. So, focus on what's here now".

"Thank you, Queenie, I-I feel a lot better now. But I think I'm going to go back to sleep, I don't really feel like talking anymore".

"Okay, but don't hesitant to wake me up if you need anything" and with that Queenie left, leaving Theseus to think, he really hoped he wasn't worrying Newt too much.