Water Leak

Last evening/night we had a GREAT BIG South Texas rain storm.  Somehow in the middle of the night Silas snuck in at the foot of my bed and stole my blanket.  This morning he was telling me that he came to my bed because water was "shooting out of his bed".  I disreguarded his story thinking that he must have just heard the rain and thunder in his sleep. He IS quite the vivid dreamer.  He kept telling me that it had really happened.  Then I began thinking maybe he wet the bed.  Last night he fell asleep at 5:30 while in his room on a time out.  He slept the rest of the night which really made me worry that he'd wet his bed.  I investigated his clothes and looked all around for abandoned pee pee pants that he might have hid.  Nothing.  Then I went to make his bed and there was a HUGE wet spot. WTC!?!  I did the ol' motherly sniff test and it was clean.  OH SNAP! Are you kidding me?  This brand new house has a leak?  Oh I was ticked.  Our builder is probably bankrupt by now.  He's not fixing the few things that were supposed to be done before closing and isn't answering emails or phonecalls. So I'm thinking dang it, we're going to have to find and get this fixed.  I climbed on the top bunk to feel the ceiling and try and figure out where the water was coming from.  Everything was dry and nothing looked suspicious.  I'm completely at a loss now but not dropping my investigation.  A  pool of water that big came from SOMEWHERE!  Knowing that Silas went to bed so early I questioned if he'd gone to the bathroom in the middle of the night and gotten himself a drink?  There were no cups around so I doubted that.  Elias has been sleeping on the top bunk while Maggie has been staying with us.  I decided to ask Elias if he took some water to bed with him last night. He said not exactly...hmmmm what does that mean I ask. "Oh, well my ankle was hurting so I brought a bag of ice to bed."  He told me a couple days ago that in PE he punted soccer balls the whole hour and that his ankle was sore from it.  I told him he was just out of shape (and a sissy). I guess he decided to take treatment measures into his own hands.  He's so over dramatic!!! I blame him for Silas being in my bed!