Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with General Hospital.

A/N: This is not a spoiler. It is speculation on what could happen with the current storyline on General Hospital. If this does happen, this is how I would want it to play out. Kind of. I know I have three other stories on the go but this one isn't supposed to be long.

Truth

Chapter 1

"Your father raped your mother," the words spilled off Scotty's tongue viciously.

"No," I exclaimed, as I began to back up. "My father would never hurt my mother."

"He did. He is the reason she isn't here now," he spat. It felt like all the air had been taken from my lungs.

I backed up until I bumped into Logan who was standing by the door of Kelly's. I moved away from him. He reached out to steady me and I slapped his hands away. "Don't touch me." I turned my attention back to Scotty. "You are lying," I shouted, as an attempt to defend my father. Already I could feel all of my happy childhood memories disintegrating.

"I'm sorry," Scotty muttered.

"No," I reiterated. "It's not true."

"You deserved to know."

The door opened and I threw myself into Dillon's arms. I pressed my body against his and my face into his shoulder as I started to cry. "What did you do?" Dillon shouted at Scotty, as he wrapped his arms around my body to protect me.

"I told her the truth," Scotty explained.

"You are lying," I shrieked, gathering strength from Dillon's embrace.

"I'm sorry Lulu but it is the truth."

"What did you say?" Dillon yelled.

"I told her that her father raped her mother." As the words were repeated I felt my world shatter and I started to cry harder. Dillon pulled my body tighter against his.

"Why would you tell her that?" Dillon demanded. "You hate Luke that much that you would destroy Laura's only daughter?" Dillon's anger at Scotty made me feel safer.

"I felt she needed to know."

I started to sag, wanting to slide onto the floor and recede into myself like my mother. Dillon reached down and lifted me up and carried me out of the coffee shop. We reached the pier and he placed me onto his lap as he sat on the bench. He rocked me in his arms and I slowly lifted my gaze to his. Suddenly I needed him. I pressed my mouth against his, devouring him hungrily.

Dillon pulled away. "There is no way I am taking advantage of you."

"What are you talking about?"

"You are upset and you're turning to me as a distraction. I don't want to be a distraction. I want you to be with me because YOU want to be."

"So you picked one?" my father's voice exclaimed cheerfully as he approached us on the pier.

I looked up at him, hoping that his presence would assure me that it wasn't true. He saw the tears that stained my face. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Scotty told me something," I said delicately.

"What did that snake do now?" he spat disdainfully.

"Tell me that you didn't rape Mom?" I demanded.

I watched myriad emotions playing across his face; mostly anger but then a sadness. He dropped his gaze. "It was a long time ago."

That was my breaking point. My childhood was a lie. Everything about my life became a lie. I pulled away and started to run.

"It was complicated," my father tried to rationalize.

I ran straight to the only place I figured I could go. I entered Liz and Lucky's new home. Emily and Liz were sitting on the couch. "Lulu what's wrong?" Emily asked.

"Where are my brothers?" I demanded.

"Upstairs," Elizabeth said. "Lulu what happened?"

I ignored her questions and ran up the steps and into the room where my brothers were painting Cameron's room. "Why didn't you tell me Dad raped Mom?" I screamed. I watched both paintbrushes plummet to the floor simultaneously as they turned to me, wide eyed.

"Lulu…" Lucky started.

"It was complicated," Nikolas agreed.

"What's complicated about it? Dad destroyed Mom."

"Mom loved Dad," Lucky said.

"What like Stockholm syndrome?" I demanded.

"We can't be the ones to tell…" Nikolas started.

"You need to hear Dad's side," Lucky insisted.

"I don't have a father," I spat. "My father is a rapist," I screamed.

I slipped onto the floor. Nikolas lifted me and carried me downstairs. Emily and Elizabeth were watching us with concern.

"Lulu," my father said as he entered the room.

"Get away from me," I shrieked, as I went to run.

Lucky grabbed me and held me back. "You need to hear what happened first, before you make any decisions."

"How could you forgive him? I can't even look at him," I said pointing at my father.

I suddenly realized that Dillon was standing next to Elizabeth.

"Everyone but Laura's children out," my father shouted.

"What, you mean the products of rape?" I said viciously.

"You were not a product of rape," my father insisted.

"Was Lucky?"

"No," my father retorted. "Your mother and I…"

"I don't care. I don't want to hear what you have to say," I screamed like a two year old having a temper tantrum.

"Lulu," Nikolas said calmly.

"You're the reason Mom is gone," I screamed at my father. "You are the reason I grew up without a Mother."

"STOP IT," my father yelled. "You deserve to know the whole truth."

Nikolas and Lucky sat down on either side of me giving me strength. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. I just wanted to fade and become my mother so that I wouldn't have to face the sordid details of my parent's past.

My father sat down on the table across from me. I refused to look at his face. Instead I stared at the ceiling. Lucky wrapped his arm around my shoulder and Nikolas took my hand in his. I did my best not to cry. I would not cry in front of him.

My father began to describe the disco bar. He described how he had thought that he was going to die. He described how my mother refused to leave him alone and then suddenly things took a horrible turn. He explained that he was consumed by his attraction to her and he stopped thinking clearly.

"That's how you justify it? You raped her because you loved her?" My world felt so tainted.

"I will never justify it. I did something horrible. Something irreparable, yet your mother chose to forgive me and we fell in love together."

"Yeah, it's called Stockholm syndrome; when a victim develops feelings for their attacker. It's not love."

"I know you can't understand, but your mother and I loved one another."

"If you loved her, you would not have had your way with her while she was defenseless on the floor," I screamed. "Don't even try and tell me how Mom felt about you. It's all a lie. Everything is a lie."

"It's true Lulu. Mom loved Dad very much," Lucky said softly.

"How can you believe this? How can you even look at him and not picture Mom lying on the floor?" I cried. "And you," I said to Nikolas. "How can you forgive him for raping your mother? He isn't even your father."

"Because Mom did. This isn't ours to forgive," Lucky said. Nikolas nodded his head in agreement.

"No, I will never forgive you for this," I said turning to my father. "As far as I'm concerned, I have no father."

"Lulu," Lucky whispered. "You need to understand Mom would never want you to hold this against Dad."

"Mom isn't here to defend herself. You want to know why? Because Dad raped her, which was so traumatic that years down the road she slipped into catatonia."

"There were a lot of factors involved Lulu," Nikolas said. "Both Emily and Elizabeth were raped and they aren't catatonic."

"Well they weren't married to their rapist," I muttered.

My father stood up. "I'm sorry," he whispered before leaving the house.

As soon as he was gone I let myself fall apart. Both my brother tried to soothe me, offering words of comfort to make the pain stop. It didn't work. Emily and Elizabeth made me hot chocolate and offered their own words of support, but nothing could put back together the pieces of my broken childhood.

Dillon was called in. He sat across from me on the table and took my hands in his. "I'm sorry," he whispered gently. "This doesn't change your life. Your father and your mother both love you."

I looked up at him, snapping out of the trance I'd been in. "This changes my entire life."

He shook his head. "It doesn't have to. It was a horrible occurrence from your parent's past that was forgiven."

"It's his fault that my mother is gone."

"No, you can't believe that. Your mother had a lot to deal with in her life."

"Would you rape the girl that you love?" I demanded.

"No."

"There you go."

"You can't let this destroy you. You have so many people that love you. Don't let it all be tainted by what Scotty told you."

"It's too late. My whole world feels overshadowed by this."

He reached out and lifted my chin. "You can overcome this. You have your brothers, Carly, Bobbie, Lesley, Elizabeth, Emily, Me and none of us are going to let this take you like it did your mother."

I pulled on his arm and he came onto the couch and pulled my body against his as I cried. "My whole childhood was a lie."

"That's not true. Your mother forgave your father and loved him anyway. They got married, had Lucky and then had you."

"You sure my father wasn't putting a gun to her head?"

Dillon moved my hair out of my face. "Your mother wanted you and so did your father. They both love you. You need to believe that."

"Nobody loves me. I don't even like me."

"Hey, that is not true, your family loves you and so do I," Dillon whispered. I lifted my gaze to his and saw the truth of his words in his eyes.

"I love you too," I confessed.

"You're going to get past this okay?" he said gently.

Lucky and Nikolas returned and sat down. "I remember feeling like you did," Lucky explained. "I thought my life was over, but I made peace with it. Just like Mom did. This doesn't change anything. Mom and Dad loved each other and us."

"I always thought no matter what happened with Mom, that Mom and Dad always loved each other. Now I found out Dad completely violated her. Nothing feels right."

"Luke did rape Mom, but it doesn't mean they didn't love one another. It doesn't change that," Nikolas insisted.

The door opened and Scotty Baldwin stood in the doorway. Both Nikolas and Lucky stood up. "What the hell do you want?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you Lulu," Baldwin muttered.

"You had no right," Nikolas spat.

"You have hurt her in more ways than you'll ever know. I've been there," Lucky screamed. "Her entire childhood feels like a lie. You have tainted her entire life. Mom would never forgive you."

"Baldwin is the only person that ever told me the truth," I said as I stood up.

"Lulu that isn't a truth you ever needed to know. Does it give you a sense of relief to hear something so awful about your parent's past?" Nikolas asked.

"That was something that happened years before any of us were born. It was their dark secret. Not something that needed to be exposed so Scotty could get the upper hand on Dad," Lucky affirmed.

"He didn't do this to help you Lulu," Nikolas said.

"Get the hell out," Lucky shouted at Baldwin. "And stay the hell away from everyone in this family. I will not hesitate to have you arrested for harassment."

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way," Scotty said before he backed up and left.

"I need some time alone," I exclaimed, as I pulled away from Dillon.

"Are you going to be okay?" Nikolas asked.

"I'll be fine. I just need to think."

I left the house and went back to the pier. I sat down on the bench and stared out across the water. It was so serene, even though my world was filled with chaos.

"I'm sorry about your parents," Logan said as he approached me.

"God why you?" I muttered.

"Do you want to talk?"

"No, I want to be alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," I grumbled. There was something about Logan I just did not like. He gave me a weird vibe. He sat down beside me on the bench anyway.

"Please leave me alone."

"I can be a great distraction."

"I just found out my father raped my mother, so I'm not in any mood to be distracted by you. Please go away."

Logan finally got the hint and left me alone. I turned my gaze back to the still water.

"Blonde one?" Spinelli called, as he approached me.

"Hi Spinelli."

"What is the matter?"

"Nothing, I'm just thinking. What are your parents like?"

"I don't really know. My mother left me when I was a baby and my father died when I was four. That's why my grandmother raised me."

"I'm so sorry," I said sadly.

"It's okay. Why do you ask?"

"I just wondered."

"Is this about your Mom and Rick Webber?"

I shook my head. "No, it's not. I'm fine."

"You don't look fine."

"Hey little cousin," Lucas called.

"Lucas," I cried, as I ran and threw my arms around his shoulders.

"How are you feeling?"

"I can't forgive him," I said as I started to sob.

"I'm so sorry Lulu."

"How could he have done that to my mother?"

"It was a long time ago."

"How did you find out?"

"Your Dad came to see my mom. He told us what happened. I came to check on you."

"My whole life feels like a lie."

"It doesn't change anything."

"Why do people keep saying that? It changes everything. My whole world is tainted by this knowledge."

"Your mother forgave your father many years ago."

"I missed you these last couple months."

"Well Europe was awesome."

"How's Guy?"

"Are you sure that's what you want to talk about?"

"I want to forget for one minute that my mother was the victim of rape."

"All right, so we went to Spain and toured Barcelona. The buildings were just beautiful."

"That's what I need to do. I should leave Port Charles."

"Running won't make this easier."

"No, but I need perspective. Port Charles can't offer me the solitude I need."

"This is something you should really take the time to think about."

"Can you walk me back to Lucky's?" I asked.

"Of course."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and led me back to Lucky's. I broke down as we stood on the porch and he pulled me into an embrace. "I am so sorry Lulu."

Dillon came outside where Lucas and I were. I pulled away from Lucas and threw myself back into Dillon's arms. He held me tightly as I cried. "Thank you Lucas," I said

"I'm here for you if you need me," he promised before leaving.

I turned my attention back to Dillon. "I'm leaving," I whispered.

Dillon followed me inside. "What do you mean you're leaving?" Dillon demanded.

"I can't stay here."

"You can't run away from this. That's something your father would do."

I turned to him as anger coursed through my body. "I am nothing like him. I don't have a father."

"You can't leave."

"Watch me," I spat.

"Fine then, I am going with you."

"Don't be ridiculous. You have a life here."

"I have no life if you're not in it."

"Well get used to it because I'm leaving Quartermaine."

"I either leave with you, or I follow you. I'll leave that up to you, but you are too important in my life."

"Fine, I hope you're packed because I am leaving in one hour."

"With what? Where are you getting the money to leave?"

"Sonny Corinthos."

"Sonny will tell your father and you know it."

"Well I don't have a lot of options."

"Fine, meet me at Jake's and Coleman will get us fake identities."

"Really?" I asked gently.

He nodded. "Make sure this is what you want."

"I am positive this is what I want," I said, before throwing my arms around him.