When Theseus, Kat and Victor arrived, Thomas practically threw himself across the apartment to let them in. He gave each of them a short and frantic hug before looking pleadingly at Victor. "What the fuck do I do?"
Victor, who had been behind Kat as they headed into the apartment, went to help his fiancee into a chair. He was worried about what stress would do to her and the baby, but Jamie could be in real trouble and that mattered too.
"I'll make some calls, okay. Sit down, Thomas."
"Can't." Thomas said quickly. "This is my son." It was different than when Lena was missing. Thomas had been beside himself with worry then, but now he felt like he didn't have any lungs. There was no floor beneath him. He was missing a part of himself. "Jesus, Victor, what if Lucifer has him."
"We don't know where he is, Thomas," Victor tried to say reassuringly. "We shouldn't jump to conclusions."