Outside-

Dillon looked at the clock, it had only been four minutes, but he was so nervous. He hadn't heard anything, although he had seen two people go into the house. He only assumed that it was Sonny and Jason because it really could have been no one else. If it came down to it, Dillon would fulfill his side of the bargain. If Sonny and Jason weren't out in six minutes, he would have to leave.

Dillon sighed, "Come on, you two, don't make me leave... don't die on me."

Inside-

Jason didn't hear any of the fighting that was going on in the room where Damian was and Lorenzo was battling Sonny. He was looking for his wife and he was not finding anything. All the rooms that he checked had come up with nothing. There was the bathroom, the study, another spare room. Jason wondered if she were already dead. That couldn't be true. Jason refused to believe that Courtney was dead. He called out for her, "Courtney!"

There was no response. He wasn't expecting her to yell out for him. She was probably bound and gagged. There was one room that was padlocked. Jason put the gun up and shot at it with his gun. The lock fell to the ground, completely harmless. Jason opened the door and saw that there was a staircase leading down into the darkness. Obviously it was the basement. Jason walked down, taking steps ever so carefully, since there was no light. Finally, at the bottom of the stairs he found a switch and turned it on. Courtney was there. She was tied to a chair, gagged, and blindfolded. "Courtney!" Jason's voice was a mix of several emotions. All of them good.

Courtney heard her husband's voice and looked in his general direction. She felt hands on her cheeks. She knew they were Jason's hands, soft but firm. He untied the bounds that had her tied there and removed the gag. She let out a breath of air as he removed the blindfold as well. She turned over and hugged him, crying. "Jason!"

"It's okay, I'm here..."

"I thought I'd never see you again..."

"I know, but that's fine, Courtney. Nothing is going to happen to you anymore. I'm going to keep you safe."

"What about Damian?" Courtney asked. "Where are we?

"Alcazar took you both."

"Alcazar?"

"He's got Damian somewhere, Sonny's looking for him right now. I was supposed to find you."

"Jason, we have to help Sonny!"

"We need to get you out of here first! Can you walk?"

Courtney nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" Jason helped Courtney up the stairs.

Guest Room-

"I never thought you'd be a brawler," Sonny coughed up a small amount of blood from the beating he had taken.

"I learned a lot of things growing up. Luis made sure I knew how to fight."

"I'll make sure that you join your brother," Sonny said. "You tried to mess with my family and I'm going to stop you from ever doing that again."

"You're a fool, Corinthos," Alcazar smiled. "I've already killed your son."

"He didn't deserve to die!"

"He was predestined to die!" Lorenzo yelled. "Everyone who comes into your life is going to die because of you, Sonny. Don't you understand that? It's why I want to get Carly away from you, I don't want her to die in a violent matter because of the man that owns her heart!"

"If she loved you, how would it be any different?" Sonny asked.

"You won't be alive to find out..." Lorenzo put up the gun to Sonny's forehead, "I should have done this a long time ago."

Sonny was pinned against the wall, he couldn't move...

Damian was becoming more aware of his surroundings. He could see that Alcazar had his father pinned, had a gun to his head. Damian forced himself to move his hand toward the gun, trying to stay awake. He held the cold piece of metal in his shaking hand and picked it up. He ignored the pain that it took to sit up and get a good shot.

Sonny could see Damian and knew that Lorenzo couldn't. His son was alive. Sonny readjusted his body in a quick motion as he heard the gun go off.

Down the hall-

"Jason!" Courtney yelled as she heard the gun fire. "Hurry!"

Outside-

Dillon jumped when he heard the faint pop of a gun. It couldn't have been Sonny's weapon. He had the silencer on...

"No..." Dillon coughed.

Guest Room-

It was Lorenzo's gun that went off, but Lorenzo's gun wasn't the only gun that went off at that moment. Sonny's gun went off first. It pierced into Lorenzo's heart, causing an involuntary reaction that made his gun go off, but Sonny moved out of the way in time and he was fine. Lorenzo made one sound, a mixture of a cough and a groan. He fell to the ground as his eyes glazed over... and soon he was dead.

Damian looked at the downed figure of the man. He had murdered someone... he had taken the life of a man. He promised himself that he would never do that. But he had no choice. He wasn't going to let his father die... nobody was going to kill Sonny.

Sonny, beaten, bloodied and battered came forth with a slight limp, "Damian..."

"Dad..." Damian's tears were staining red with the dried blood on his face, "I killed him..."

"You saved me..."

"I murdered someone!" Damian screamed.

"You didn't have a choice," Sonny said.

"No! There's always a choice," Damian turned the gun on himself. "I made the wrong one..."

"What are you doing?"

"I murdered someone, I don't deserve to live!"

"Stop it!" Sonny ordered. "Please, don't kill yourself. You didn't do anything wrong. He would have killed me, and then he would have killed you, Jason and Courtney. He had to die..."

"I didn't want to kill him," Damian dropped the gun and began to shake. "I didn't want to kill him..."

Sonny hugged his son, "It's going to be okay. I'm going to make it okay..."

Jason and Courtney came into the room and saw the dead body of Lorenzo Alcazar, he was bleeding, his blood staining the wooden floor. Courtney looked up and saw Damian crying. She cried, too. Jason held her in his arms as Damian's soft wails filled the area.