Journeylove- I love Tracy so much, every time she's on the camera she makes me laugh because she's so evil and comedic. Those scenes that she had with Jason during the time when Emily was mourning over Nikolas were priceless, so I knew I would have to write something in my story because of how great they were.

Didn't I promise that he wouldn't have any problems? Yeah, I also promised that he'd be back by the end of the week... but you got midweek, think of it as a present!

Story-

Outside General Hospital-

"You didn't need to have the driver take me here, Jason. I could have walked from the penthouse."

"We're already in the car, Dillon. There's no sense in making you walk if it just means taking a few minutes and making a detour." Jason still wasn't a fan of being chauffeured around Port Charles, but he didn't have much of a choice.

"I could have at least taken my stuff and brought it up the your place..." Dillon knew he was walking on thin ice, and that as long as he was staying with Jason he'd be walking on it.

"Dillon... it's fine," Jason showed that he was growing less than enthused with Dillon's constant prattling. "We're already here, you might as well get out."

"I'm not going to push it Jason, but I think that I should still make the offer... you know you can come with me. I'm sure Damian would appreciate you being at the hospital."

For a brief second, Jason pondered his cousin's offer. He did know that Damian would have liked the gesture that would have been made by Jason standing around and waiting, but Jason still didn't want to do it. "I can't..."

Dillon sighed, "Okay, I'll see you later."

Jason watched Dillon leave out of the limo, the sun breaking through the darkened, bulletproof windows and making him avert his eyes. "Let's go back home," He told the driver, only looking at the hospital once while they drove off. Jason knew that he really should have made it an intention to stay around, and he swore that he'd go... but he couldn't do it then.

Dillon watched the limo pull away. He was disappointed in Jason, which wasn't a feeling that he was really used to. He had always admired Jason for the way that he handled the Quatermaine's and for what he did. Jason was easily one of the coolest people that Dillon had ever met, and it was almost like he couldn't do anything wrong, but Dillon was aware that Jason had his faults. Jason's hatred of hospitals at times compromised his personal feelings for people who were in the hospital, as they were doing at that moment. If Jason didn't detest being around hospitals so much... they'd all be together.

"Dillon!"

Dillon turned around, only to be bombarded with a hug by his girlfriend, "Hey, Georgie!"

"I'm so happy that you're here," Georgie said. "I didn't want to be here alone."

"Maxie's with you, isn't she?" Dillon asked.

"Well, yeah, but you know Maxie. She's in a panic right now and isn't exactly the best company. Besides, I like spending time with you more anyways."

"I like spending time with you, too."

Georgie could tell that Dillon was thinking about something else. "Dillon, who was that... the person who dropped you off? That didn't look like any of the limos that the Quatermaine's own."

"It wasn't one of theirs," Dillon put a cynical emphasis on 'theirs.' He realized that Georgie still didn't know what had happened between him and the family. "It was Jason's limo, actually."

"Jason?"

"Yup."

"Jason... Morgan?" Georgie gave Dillon a cocked eyebrow.

"Georgie..." Dillon shifted about uneasily. "You don't have to be worried about anything. Jason's family... and he just happens to be the person that I'm living with now."

"What did you say?" Georgie thought that she must have heard something wrong. Jason Morgan, take a Quatermaine in? Had the world begun to spin around backwards on its axis?

"You heard me, I'm living with Jason and Courtney now."

"Dillon... you can't!" Georgie protested. "Jason kills people!"

"Jason doesn't kill anyone in his house, Georgie!" Dillon defended his cousin. "Besides, I can't stay with the Quatermaine's anymore... my mom threw me out last night before I came here."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Georgie asked. "I could have snuck you into the house and let you sleep with me or something."

"As much as I love the idea," Dillon began, "we both know that we were too focused on something else last night to even think about our relationship or whatever problem I was going through with my family. After you guys left with Mike... Bobbie realized that I was lying about Monica taking me back to the mansion and she called me on it. Courtney overheard me talking and offered to let me stay with her and Jason."

"And you took the offer?" Georgie still didn't agree with her boyfriend's decision."

"Georgie, you know that I look up to Jason. He's the only one that managed to get out! If I didn't leave when I did I might not have ever left. You've seen the way that they stomp out everything in order to mold the members of the family into their image of perfection. You remember when I had to go work at ELQ for the summer, don't you? Remember the suit and the tie... and the hair?"

Georgie smirked, "You weren't the same Dillon that I knew when you were working there."

"Exactly," Dillon said. "And if I stayed in the mansion they would have eventually broken me down and made me into someone who would always be wearing something like that every day, without fail."

"Still... Jason's dangerous..."

"Georgie, everyone in this town is dangerous... except for you and a select few other people. I'm as safe at Jason's penthouse as I am in the mansion."

"Mac won't like it if he finds out that you're living with them... he won't let me see you at the penthouse..."

"Then we'll just have to keep on meeting at other places. I don't mind meeting you at your place," Dillon smiled. "Besides, you didn't go to the mansion very often..."

"You didn't want me over there," Georgie said.

"Because I didn't want to see them crush you like they've crushed so many other people," Dillon said. "Ned's had how many failed relationships? And of those, how many are caused because of the fact that my mother or my grandfather or someone else in my sick family was pulling at him and trying to break them apart?"

"I see your point..."

"Jason won't do that," Dillon continued. "He doesn't care what I do with my life as long as I do something that I want to do. He won't judge me, and he certainly wouldn't judge you..."

"I'm the police commissioner's daughter," Georgie sat on one of the concrete steps. "Jason won't let you be around me..."

"Yes, he will..." Dillon sat down next to her. "Georgie, it's going to work out. I can promise you that it is going to be okay."

"Dillon..."

"Look, you just have to trust me on this one. Are you telling me that you don't trust me, Georgie?"

Georgie shook her head, "I trust you more than I trust anyone else, Dillon, but its Jason that I don't trust. He's not even in the hospital, where his nephew is fighting for his life!"

"Georgie, think about it for a moment, would you? Jason lost every single part of himself at this hospital, because they couldn't save his mind. Don't you think that if the same thing happened to you it wouldn't be easy for you to just come around to the place that had changed your life forever?"

Georgie was silent for a moment before she answered, "I guess not..."

"We shouldn't even be fighting about this right now, Georgie. Our friend is in there and we're arguing about something that's petty and stupid."

"You're right," Georgie got up. "We should be focusing on helping Damian, not fighting with each other."

"Where is Maxie, anyway?" Dillon asked.

"When I saw you I told her that I'd meet her up there. She's probably already at the floor where he's at."

Waiting Area-

The elevator opened. Maxie had to fight the tears off as she rode on the elevator, thinking that it would be the longest elevator ride she ever had to take. She would be strong. She had already done all the crying the night before. She wouldn't shed another tear of sorrow... but it would be hard.

She saw the station that she was working at the night before, the place that they had their fight... the place that she saw him lying on the gurney looking like... he looked. She put a hand over her mouth to silence her whimper before she walked out.

"Maxie!" Courtney called out, seeing Damian's girlfriend walk out. She had good news to tell Maxie, it was why she was so enthused.

"Courtney..." Maxie turned around and walked towards Damian's aunt. "How is everything?"

"He's awake, Maxie."

Maxie smiled, "Really?"

Courtney nodded, "He woke up when Sonny was with him... he remembers mostly everything, and I know for a fact that he remembers you."

"That's so wonderful!" Maxie hugged Courtney. "I was so afraid of what was going to happen..."

"We all were," Courtney replied. "But, aside from a few broken bones, he's doing really well. We got lucky."

"Yeah," Maxie turned her head away, "I'd hate to think about what could have happened."

"You don't need to think about it, Maxie, because it didn't happen."

"Can I see him?" She asked.

"Actually... right now Michael's with him, so is Sonny. We're trying to start things slow. I haven't even seen him yet."

Maxie tried to hide her disappointment. If he was up she should have been with him. But she knew that his little brother meant so much to Damian and that Damian meant so much to Michael. She understood that she shouldn't have been a priority, but that didn't mean that she liked the fact. It wouldn't matter, though. She could wait an hour, a day, as long as she knew that he was going to live, she'd wait. She was going to be working in the evening, she could visit him then.

"He might be asleep," Courtney said. "They have him on so many meds that he's really having a hard time staying up. He was only awake for a few moments before Sonny left him to tell us that he was okay."

"How long do you think he'll be like that?" Maxie asked.

"I don't know... I'd think that since he's actually opened his eyes and showed that he's fine mentally they would take him off some of the medications, but his body is still recovering from the impact."

Maxie heard the ding of the elevator and saw Georgie come out. "Georgie!" She ran over, "He woke up!"

Georgie smiled and hugged Maxie, "I'm so happy!"

Dillon let the sisters have their moment. He saw Courtney and walked over, standing next to her. "At least Maxie won't be worrying as much now..."

"Yeah," Courtney looked over at him. "You sleep okay?"

"Better than I have in a long time," Dillon chuckled. "There's something to be said about sleeping more peacefully when I don't have to worry about grandfather waking me up with some sort of reprimand."

"He started yelling at you that early?"

"If he had any reason to yell, he used it," Dillon quipped.

"Well, you don't have to worry about that with Jason, he almost never yells." It was true, Jason wasn't the type of person who let his emotions control his actions.

"We went back to the mansion and got some of my stuff, he took it back to the penthouse. I told him that Damian would have appreciated Jason being around..."

"Dillon, Jason will come and see Damian on his own time. He works in odd ways when it comes to visiting people at the hospital."

"I know," Dillon slumped down on the chair. If Damian was up, all that mattered was waiting around until he could see him. At least the wait wouldn't be as long and horrendous as it was the night before. Maybe now everyone could rest. He took a quick glance over to Maxie. He'd never seen her that happy in his life, even after the date she wasn't beaming with such warmth. As long as everything stayed the way it was, as long as there were no complications, Dillon knew that they would find a way to be together and be happy. Maybe Jason didn't even need to come around, not if Damian was going to be all right.