Dillon got out of the room that he was staying in and looked over at the couch. Jason wasn't there. It wasn't surprising. Even though Jason was well known for pulling all nighters in his time, it didn't mean that he never slept. Even Superman slept from time to time. That likely meant that he was in his bedroom, alone in the empty bed that was shared with Courtney once. Dillon hoped that it would be shared with Courtney again.

Dillon walked up to the door and knocked, "Jason!"

Jason opened his eyes, having only been asleep for less than an hour. His last thought when he finally found himself drifting into the world of sleep was Courtney, and his first thought when he woke up was the same person, the woman who owned his heart and showed him things that he never knew about himself. Would she ever show him anything again? Jason didn't know if he could save her. He wanted to believe that he could more than anything, but he was hurt, and he didn't know anything about where she could have been. Things weren't looking up.

Dillon knocked again, a little harder, his voice a little more forceful, "Jason!"

Jason realized that the reason that he was woken wasn't because of something of his own desire, Dillon was waking him up. Jason didn't enjoy being woken by anyone. Dillon was going to need a very good reason in order to merit forcing him out of bed. His leg hurt a little less, giving it hours of rest proved to be a good decision. He opened the door. "What is it?"

"I think I know where they are!" Dillon exclaimed.

"What are you talking about?" Jason asked, still groggy.

Dillon walked in and found himself looking around. He hadn't seen the inside of Jason and Courtney's room. It was quaint, and obviously decorated by Courtney. If Jason was an interior decorator, he kept it very hidden. "I had a dream..."

"A dream?" Jason rolled his eyes.

"It was more like a memory... something that happened when I was working for Alcazar."

Jason remembered the time. There was a time in his life where he might have had to kill an innocent cousin if Dillon got in the way. He would have done it, too. Now, would he do the same thing? Would he kill Dillon, even though they were living together? Jason didn't know. If he had to, probably. "And why is it that this dream of yours is so important?"

"Because it was something that gave me a hint..."

"What kind of hint?"

"He owns a house by the lake," Dillon said. "He told me that nobody knew that he owned it, it was like a place that he could go to when he didn't want to be discovered."

Jason thought about it for a moment. They knew of several aliases that Alcazar used from time to time in order to buy things, property and the like, but there was always the possibility that he didn't have just the ones that they knew of. Jason and Sonny had dozens of alias and holding companies that would keep them secretive. Nobody could have known about all of them except for Jason and Sonny themselves. It made sense if he had some unknown aliases. "Keep going."

"I went there once," Dillon said. "I took him some things once, before he got the apartment that he's been living in for a few years. I didn't think much of it... but I remembered it when I was sleeping."

"Dillon... it was just a dream."

"What if it wasn't?" Dillon asked. "Can you take the risk of it being the truth? Can you just brush it off like it isn't the truth if it is? Jason, I'm not saying that she's there for sure, but there is a good chance that it's the place that he took Courtney and Damian, especially if he hasn't left Port Charles!"

"We don't know if he's left Port Charles or not. We just know that he hasn't left the country on an airplane."

"You love her, don't you?"

"Of course I love my wife!" Jason yelled. "Why does everybody think that I don't?"

"Because you're not following your heart," Dillon pointed out. "You're looking for every reason to not believe that it could be the truth when it just might be the truth. Jason, if something like this ever happened to Georgie I would take every single possible lead and run with it. Nothing would keep me from looking, no matter how stupid it seemed. That's what love does, it makes you look for any reason, especially when someone you love is in trouble."

Jason pondered what his young cousin was saying. Dillon was telling the truth. If Courtney was there and he overlooked that fact, if something happened to her because he wasn't willing to follow a lead, no matter how inane it seemed, he would never forgive himself. Dillon, regardless of how annoying he could be at times, was right. "Get out..."

"What?" Dillon was shocked, "Come on, Jason, please believe me!"

"I do believe you, Dillon. I just don't think you want to see me change into another outfit..."

"Oh," Dillon thought about it and shuddered. Naked Jason was a very scary idea to him. "I'll go change, too."

"You're..."

Dillon moved out of the room and closed the door behind him.

"Not going anywhere," Jason tried to finish his statement, but it was too late. He didn't pay much attention to the situation. He threw off his sweats and grabbed some pants, putting on his shoes and a shirt, plus his jacket. If Courtney was there, he was going to find her.

Dillon hurried back to the guest room and threw on the same outfit that he was wearing earlier that day. It didn't matter if it was dirty, he was going. Dillon heard the front door open and then close. He waited for a second before he heard another door down the hall open and close. He knew that Jason had gone to Sonny's.

"You're still up?" Sonny asked, having not gotten a wink of sleep, instead he was thinking of any place that his son could have been.

"I was trying to sleep, but Dillon woke me up..."

"You didn't kill him, did you?"

"No."

"Good," Sonny thought about what had happened between the two of them earlier. "Jason, I'm sorry about how I acted, I was upset and worried about the two of them, I wasn't thinking about how much I could have hurt you."

"I don't care, Sonny. Dillon thinks he knows where they are."

"What?"

"He said that he went to a place that Alcazar used as a sort of safe house when he first came around Port Charles. A house by the lake."

"We would have known..."

"Not if we weren't looking," Jason cut in. "How many holding companies and aliases do we have when we want to do anything in the business?"

"A lot."

"And why wouldn't Alcazar be the same type of person? He's probably got dozens of ways to buy property that we wouldn't even think about. If he knew that he was coming to Port Charles to set up an operation before we even knew it would make sense for him to use a strange alias to buy a house..."

"Where is this place?" Sonny asked.

"I don't know..."

"But I do," Dillon walked in, completely dressed.

"What did I tell you?" Jason said. "You're not going anywhere, Dillon!"

"I'm the only one who knows where the house is," Dillon pointed out. "If you don't let me go with you, how are you going to find it?"

"Kid's got a point," Sonny said.

"Thanks."

Jason hated it when Dillon had a point, it was really never something that Jason wanted to deal with. "Fine, you can come, on one requirement. You take us there, but you do not go in with us. I do not want you involved with anything that could happen... anything."

"I just want to help."

"And you're already going to help us considerably if you end up being right," Jason mentioned.

Sonny got the phone, "Get everyone... we're going to find that bastard and take him out."

"Sonny, is that wise?" Dillon asked. "Wouldn't he know if there were a bunch of men that came around?"

"They're going to stay out of sight," Sonny said. "Dillon, I know what I'm doing. I've been in this business since before you were born."

"Okay..." Dillon looked at the two mob bosses, "Do I get to drive?"

"You're the one who knows where this place is," Sonny said.

"Let's go, then," Dillon opened the door.

Sonny glanced at Jason, "Say what you will... but he's enthused about this."

"Yeah, I just hope he's right."

"So do I," Sonny followed Dillon out. Jason was a few steps behind, closing the door behind him.