Jason Morgan is nothing if not thorough. He's also cautious. Two jets took of with the first and second extraction team. One would wait on the ground at the landing sight and not move in unless the first team missed check in. Turns out, they weren't needed. Everything went smoothly. They arrived under the cover of darkness and slipped into the house. Each of them were concerned it was a set up or trap but it was luck, divine intervention or the cosmos working in their favor.

Cassidine staff witnessed many things during their tenure. Especially when Mikkos and Stavros were alive. They never witnessed black clad commandos armed and masked moving through the house. They were not sure if the group was there for Helena or Sonny initially and they did not care. The ones who encountered the group asked for a quick death because they knew Helena would make theirs slow and painful. It took less than two hours and no trace of their identity was left behind. Security cameras disabled and guards dispatched, they were precise. Caroline's knock out came in a tranquilizer gun and she shot him while he was still asleep. He didn't see anything coming. For a minute, she hesitated because she wasn't sure if she should try to take out Helena as well. Then she considered that it wasn't part of the plan and they didn't know her plan. If she has some kind of Spencer assault scheduled as a result of her untimely death, she did not want to set it off.

Once on the plane, Sonny was quickly and expertly laid to rest in his—designated spot. Bret officially had a heart attack when he saw the group reboard the plane. Oh, he knew it would be trouble when Caroline Spencer boarded. The last time she was on board they flew ½ around the world for 3 hours. Then on what was supposed to be the return flight they end up island hoping all over the Carribean. Johnny's words warned him but that trip solidified it in his mind. She was most definitely a hitter. But this time it was just too much for him to take. Her dressed in black with Johnny while several other men carried a body followed by a coffin into the main cabin. He missed it before and assumed they acquired it in Greece because he did not know it was secretly loaded under the plane before take off from Port Charles. He did not want to look at the face. Why they would bring the body back confused him until he saw the oxygen tank and mask Miss. Spencer was assembling. He said nothing and raced to the cockpit to sit in the jump seat until it was absolutely positively necessary for him to move from his spot. He knew, he never wanted to deal with her again.

After take off and the pilot's all clear, she rushed to make the call. He would be worried and she did not want that. Plus, she just wanted to hear his voice.

Emily and Rey watched Jason carefully. They understood and they were nervous themselves but Jason was beyond himself. If it were anyone else it would be the mildest form of distraction. For Jason Morgan it was a nervous fit. He said nothing and continued to work but Em knew. Michael was gone, Caroline was away. He was feeling the emptiness and his home was turning into some place to sleep. Then he got angry when he thought of the reason why. It was not a good day to get in his way.

One ring was all it took.

"Morgan."

"Hey."

Relief practically flowed through both ends of the phone.

"Hey. Everything alright?"

"Definitely. And I saved you some money on this shopping spree. Everything was discounted ½ off. A real bargain and hassle free."

He laughed knowing what that meant.

"Good. I'm glad you had you got whatever you wanted."

"So, you still owe me dinner."

"Really?"

"Uh huh. Pizza and beer."

They both laugh softly.

"I remember. As soon as you get home. We can order in."

"Yeah, that's good. Ok, I gotta go so I'll see you later."

"Later."

Emily did not intend to eavesdrop. He was in her office after all. The way he instantly relaxed let her know all was well. But something was different in his tone and demeanor. Considering the circumstances that would be normal. But it wasn't normal. Her brother was smiling openly and a bit—dare she say dreamy. Still wouldn't be a big deal if she hadn't already figured out the separate bedroom deal. She didn't say anything. It really didn't make much sense to live together and not live together. Pieces weren't adding up so she decided to watch them carefully just to be sure. The problem is she didn't know if this was something recent or if it was always this way. They were affectionate but not all over each other. Then she realized that while she saw them embrace she never once saw them kiss. Maybe it was a Jason thing. Maybe it was a Caroline thing but she didn't buy it. This conversation threw a monkey wrench in her suspicion.

The plan was to deliver Sonny to a warehouse outside of Port Charles that Jason purchased after the transition. Sonny would not know it. Go to sleep on the Cassidine island, wake up in a coffin with an oxygen mask strapped on then get transported around and dumped in a foreign building. All that was guaranteed to fuck with his mind. She wanted him to wake up during the flight so he could know what was happening and fear who was responsible. She hadn't planned on his screams being so loud coming from the coffin. After 20 minutes, Johnny put down his shrimp cocktail in annoyance and gave Caroline the death glare.

"This was your plan. He is seriously disturbing my dinner."

"Ok, first of all, its not that bad. Plus, it's still a really good plan. Wait for the payoff, you'll see. Second, its lead lined. How was I supposed to know you could still hear through it?"

Jason sat listening to Johnny without interrupting.

"I'm telling you it'll work. He's already pretty messed up. He doesn't know who has him but he doesn't think its Luke, for the obvious reasons, and he probably doesn't think its you. He also has no clue where he is. Warehouse is draped and the guys are silent and masked. When he sees you he'll know he's gone. Aside from us, the Spencers and poor Bret, everybody thinks she's Carly. Sonny was banking on that. He doesn't know about her. So when he sees her he'll be confused but relax a bit. Probably thinking he can flash the dimples and talk his way out of it. She's kinda creepy with some of the stuff she comes up with but it works. Plus, you gotta see her in action Jason. And some of the toys she's got might just drive him over the edge by looking at them. Then he'll realize that you two are just alike."

"Some of that makes sense. Some of that I'll pretend not to understand until later. Fine, let's do this. Fill her in on your plan and tell her to pack."

"Ok. Um, can I come too?"

"Why?"

"I wanna watch. Please."

Jason laughed.

"You sound like Lucas. But since he's only 7 the kid's got an excuse. What's your's?"

"I really, REALLY wanna watch. This is gonna be fun."

"You are sick. Yeah. Hurry up though."