Disclaimer: The almighty Shonda Rhimes owns Grey's Anatomy, not me. I just own the DVD's :)

A/N: Okay well this idea popped into my head after reading several stories that revolved around the same subject, rape. It's a sensitive topic so please don't read this if it effects you in any way.

"Dad?" Lexie choked out.

"That-cher," Meredith spat and began to shake with anger.

"What?" Carly asked quietly. "Who... who is it?" No one answered, both she and Officer Lynch were confused.

"Who is it?" Officer Lynch asked urgently.

"Uh...." Meredith stuttered. "He.... he's my.... father."

"Does that mean...." Carly choked out.

"He's your grandfather," Addie whispered. Carly gasped.

"Oh my god!" Lexie sobbed. "Oh Carly I'm sorry. I should have gotten him into a rehab. I should have known...... Oh my god! Dad!"

"Aunt Lexie, it's not your fault," Carly said quietly. She hadn't quite wrapped her brain around what was actually happening.

"Wait," Alex said all of a sudden. "You said he... he was involved in other rapes."

"Yes, in other parts of Washington and Oregon. He's a serial rapist from about five years ago. That was his last attack since now," Officer Lynch said calmly.

"Oh god Dad," Lexie gasped. "I have to call Molly... and oh god!" Cristina helped her sit down in a chair as she clutched her stomach while hyperventilating. Derek just stared at the screen his eyes wild with anger. Carly was still shocked but sort of happy. They knew who he was. Gently she touched her father's arm who immediately wrapped his arms around her and outstretched his arms to hug Mer too. Meredith collapsed in his arms sobbing. Carly was strangely calm despite the fact of the incest that had taken place.

"It's over now," Carly murmured. "They know who it is. It's over." Derek tightened his arms around them tighter.

"Where does your father live?" Officer Lynch asked. "He must be brought to apprehended as soon as possible before he gets anyone else."

"Uh....... uh..." Meredith stuttered between her tears trying to think. It was obvious Lexie couldn't answer, she was too busy sobbing while Alex went to get Pierce. "65 East Thomas Street."

"Thank you," Officer Lynch nodded and pulled out her walkie talkie. "Calling all units. Suspect of recent rape has been identified. Suspects name is Thatcher Grey located at 65 East Thomas Street. Must apprehend immediately." She put it back in her pocket and walked up to Carly. "You did great today. We will call you in to identify him soon. You will also have to speak to our D.A. The other victims cases have been closed but you can help bring them justice." Carly nodded and sunk back into her father's embrace. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was one more step to being over.

Carly gulped as she stood outside the Seattle Recreational Center. The rape support group was meeting. It was the same day she found out her incestuous grandfather was her rapist. The same day her father threatened to kill him. The same day both her Aunt Lexie and her Mom had broke down. The same day when the police called and said that Thatcher wasn't at his house. Her father squeezed her hand tightly and smiled as they walked through the doors. Her mother was a step behind her, her hand on her back. This was a step to getting better, but why was she as scared as hell to go?

"Carly, are you okay?" Derek asked.

"Yeah," Carly whispered. "It's just... knowing who it was, makes it real. And knowing it was my grandfather, and he is still out there makes me feel dirty."

"Oh I know baby," Meredith murmured. They both kissed her goodbye and awkwardly Carly walked into the room. There were several other women in there. Many looking much older than her, a few maybe a little older then 21, and then there was one girl who looked like a teenager a few years older then Carly.

"Just like I thought, youngest one here," Carly muttered underneath her breath. There were a circle of folding chairs in the center of the room. Carly stood there looking stupid until the teenager looked over. Her eyes lit up, said a few urgent words to the others she was talking to, and bounded over.

"Hi," she said happily. "I'm Hannah."

"Hi," Carly mumbled. "I'm Carly."

"Is this your first group," she asked her.

"Yeah," Carly said quietly.

"You're nervous huh," Hannah said sympathetically. "Don't worry, it's a lot easier to talk here. You know, just let all your feelings and anger out."

"Yeah, I guess," Carly said looking up.

"How old are you?" Hannah questioned. "I'm 17."

"I am 13," Carly told her.

"13," Hannah breathed. "Don't worry, you'll do fine. Let me introduce you to some of the others." She linked arms with Carly and brought her over to the people she was talking to earlier.

"Okay," she said. "This is Jackie, Lindsey, Molly, and Bridget." She pointed to the girls in turn. "Guys this is Carly."

"Hi," they all smiled warmly at her.

"Hi," Carly said shyly.

"Oh sweetie, don't be shy, We're all friends here. It's hard your first meeting but the awkwardness will pass, I promise," Molly said. Carly forced a smile.

"Come on, it's about to start," Hannah said. She was certainly bubbly kind of person reminding her of Izzie and Maddie. Of course they weren't here right now, she knew no one, at least well. "You can sit next to me."

"Okay," Carly said hesitantly as they all took their places.

"Don't worry," Hannah whispered and turned to the group leader.

"Okay," the leader said. "Let's get this started. I noticed we have a new member so I will start by introducing myself. I am Maggie, I was a victim of rape about 15 years ago. Since then I have started various groups including this one so people like us can get their feelings out and share their stories. Just so we know we are not the only one's going through it and we can overcome everything together. Would anyone like to start?" Carly glanced around the group.

"I will," Hannah piped up. "I finally started hanging out with my friends again. We went to the movies and the pool like we always used to. I am finally getting my life back! Plus I didn't have any nightmare's last night. Pretty soon I will probably get to go to sleepovers with my friends again!"

"That's great Hannah," Maggie said. The group clapped at her accomplishment.

"I began to get back into my college courses again, not many, but more," Lindsey said.

"As I always say, start out slow and you will eventually build the confidence to do more," Maggie said. Several other people shared their stories until Hannah turned to Carly.

"Carly what about you?" Hannah said. Carly sucked in a breath as all eyes turned to her.

"Hello Carly," Maggie said. "Do you have anything to share?" Carly bit her lip. "It's okay, we're all friends here."

"Today, I finally found out who my attacker was," she said looking up.

"And how did that make you feel?" Maggie asked.

"Scared but.... kind of angry. I mean it wasn't some random guy off the street. My parents and my whole family know him," she said. "I was my grandfather I just found out existed." There was an audible gasp but then silence. She then realized everyone was waiting for her story. "My parents are surgeons at Seattle Grace Hospital, well not just surgeons but my dad's the chief of surgery and my mom's the head of neuro department. Anyway my aunt dropped me off at the back entrance and as soon as she left it was when he attacked. The next morning a few of my other aunt's and uncle's.... well they really aren't related to me just really good friends with my parents, they found me in an alley after searching all night. They brought me into the hospital and it just really sucked because everyone knew me and I knew everyone. There was too much sympathy........" She continued with her story.

When she was almost finished she glanced up through her now teary eyes to see others had almost identical reactions to hers.

"And they didn't even find him at his house. Just before I came in they called us. It's terrifying to think he's still out there."

"And that's what is hardest," Maggie said to the group. "When you're rapist gets off the hook for what he did to you. But what you were talking about Carly can be what we discuss today. The pressuring of families and friends and how it can both help and hurt you."

"None of my friends ever knew," one of the other women said. "I was embarrassed to tell them, and I kind of ashamed. But my family knew. They were there for me but not sure how to act."

"Same, except I told a few of my friends," Hannah said. "I wanted everyone to understand why I was acting like I was. And it helped, but I never miss the sympathy in their eyes when I tell the I can't sleep over or go to school dances. Sometimes it makes me so angry."

"I only have one real friend," Carly said beginning to feel comfortable. "She's two years younger then me. Most of my family knows how to deal with victims because I definitely wasn't the first to come into the ER. They were all pretty cool about it and let me set my own pace for letting it all out. But Maddie and all my little cousins really have no clue. I told Maddie but she doesn't really understand the severity. Some of my bruises are still visible and I was self-conscious at this party at my house, we have a pool. She was begging me to take my cover-up off but I just flipped out at her."

"It happens," Bridget said.

"I know, but she was there for me and at least trying. But when everyone is supporting me it sort of makes me feel helpless especially when my emotions are hard to control," Carly explained.

"We all feel helpless at times, but realizing that we really aren't is what makes us stronger," Jackie said. Carly smiled.

"I guess your right," Carly said. Several other people shared stories and opinions but Carly didn't speak again. She clapped when needed and nodded when she should have nodded. All the while absorbing all the information taking it in. The hour went by so quickly.

"Well it looks like we are out of time," Maggie said. "Thanks for sharing and I will see you all next week." Immediately Hannah turned to Carly.

"See it wasn't that bad," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, I guess it wasn't," Carly said calmly.

"Okay so I will see you next week," Hannah said walking towards the door. "Maybe I can pick you up at your house so your parents don't have to drive."

"I live in Bainbridge," Carly told her. "But maybe you can pick me up where the ferry drops off."

"Yeah, okay," Hannah smiled and gave Carly her number. The girl parted their separate ways and she found her parents immediately.

"Hey baby how was it?" Meredith asked.

"It was nice," Carly said simply with a smile as they got into the car. "Have there been...."

"He's still out there Carly," Derek told her. "But they'll get him, don't worry."

"They better," Meredith muttered.

"Plus, now we know who he is there will be a constant watch on his house. I think they are going to Aunt Molly's house to see if he went there. Plus it's all over the news," Derek added.

"How's Aunt Lexie?" Carly asked.

"Distraught, she feels responsible," Meredith told her.

"She isn't he was drunk...." Carly started.

"She thinks she should have gotten him into rehab," Derek explained.

"Did he know I was his granddaughter?" Carly asked shuddering. "Like did he target me on purpose?" They had no answer.

"I hate this," Carly sighed as they drove onto the ferry. "It shouldn't be like this. We..... we should be hanging out by the pool, or in the hospital, or planning our vacation, or going to New York, not driving me back from a rape support group hoping that my estranged, incestuous, alcoholic, crazy, serial rapist grandfather gets caught before he hurts me, any other women, or any of our family." Meredith reached back and grabbed her hand.

"I know sweetie, it's almost over," she whispered as Derek parked the car.

"You said that last week," Carly murmured and got out of the car to go to the upper deck. The ferry had not started moving yet, there were still several cars still boarding and lines of people. All of a sudden Meredith's cell phone rang.

"Hello," she said into it as Carly walked over to the edge and looked out onto the water. She sighed as Derek came behind her and rubbed her back gently. Carly leaned into him and closed her eyes. "YOU DID!" Carly and Derek looked over immediately. "We'll, we'll be.... okay. Then...... okay see you there." By the time she hung up Derek and Carly were at her side.

"What?" Carly asked hopefully.

"Carly," she said happily grabbing her daughter's hands. "They found him, they found Thatcher."

It had taken only a matter of minutes for the family to get off the ferry and drive to the hospital, that is where he was.

"Apparently he was drunk again," Meredith explained quickly. "He was passed out in an alley near his normal bar. He has a concussion but nothing really serious. The police are already there ready to take him into custody as soon as they are given the all clear." Carly knew she should be happy, but for some reason she was scared, nervous. She was terrified of this man unconscious or not. Derek saw her face in the rear view mirror.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked concerned.

"I.... I know I should be happy, I mean he's caught but...... that means I am going to have to face him. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but I will have to see his face, hear his voice again. I have come so far in this past week but...." Carly said quietly.

"But what sweetie?" Meredith questioned.

"I don't think I am ready," Carly whimpered. Meredith's hand reached back and stroked her cheek.

"You don't have to be Carly," Meredith said. "You aren't expected to be. We are just so proud of all of the things that you have accomplished already. You opened up to your aunt's, you've gone to the support group, your trying. That's all anyone expects."

"I just wish it was easier," Carly cried.

"Oh baby I know," Derek soothed looking at her in the rear view mirror again. "It's not yet. You won't have to identify him until the line-up. So you don't have to look at him or hear his voice again."

"I won't," Carly said.

"No baby, not yet," Meredith said. "Plus they will want to keep the case as clean as possible. You probably won't be allowed to see him or anything."

"Okay," Carly whispered and slouched in her seat. Meredith reached back and patted her leg comfortingly. When they got to the hospital Meredith and Derek left Carly with Cristina and Addie in the waiting room while they went to the police.

"So...." Derek said. "You've got him."

"He's just starting to come out of it," one of the officers said. Meredith looked back to see Lexie slumped in a seat still sobbing. She walked over to her and sat down.

"I... I should have kept a better eye on him," Lexie whimpered. "I should have tried harder to get him into rehab. The last time he slapped me in the face and then I got pregnant. I didn't want to risk the baby."

"Lexie no one blames you," Meredith murmured rubbing her back.

"Carly, she should," Lexie sobbed. "After what he did to her. We all saw it. I was the first one down their besides Bailey and George, he hurt her so badly. She's traumatized....."

"Carly doesn't blame you," Meredith said trying to calm her down. "None of us expected this to happen. We couldn't have predicted it or prevented it. It's just horrible what happened to my little girl. But it's no one's fault except Thatcher."

"I know I should believe that, I know it's true, but..." Lexie sniffled. "Five years ago when he began his........ spree. I noticed him going out for days time. He always came home with some sort of bruise and this look of pleasure on his face. I should have known. I should have investigated."

"It's not only your responsibility Lexie," Derek told her overhearing. He was angry, but wasn't about to take it out on his distraught, pregnant sister in law.

"What about Molly?" Meredith asked.

"I called her, she should be...." Lexie started.

"LEXIE!" a new voice called form down the hallway. It was Molly. She ran up to her. "What's wrong with Dad?"

"Molly...." Lexie started.

"Oh hi Meredith, Derek," Molly said noticing them.

"Hi," Meredith said quietly. She and Molly didn't have as good as a relationship as Lexie and her had developed. They were close, just not as close as she was with Lexie.

"Lex," Molly repeated. Lexie only looked into the room. Molly turned to see Thatcher in the bed, there was a police officer at the door. "What happened? Wait..... are those handcuffs? Lexie what's going on?" Meredith got up to help Lexie out of her seat.

"Mol," Lexie murmured. "Dad, he is in a lot of trouble."

"What... what do you mean, like DUI? Did he hurt someone?" Molly asked.

"Sort of," Lexie said calmly. "But you may want to sit down before I tell you anymore."

"Okay," Molly said. "Lex, you're scaring me though." Lexie only nodded and told her the whole story. By the end Molly was in tears, her mouth wide open.

"Oh... my..... god!" she cried. "DAD! How could he do this? And to Carly! Oh poor Carly she must be...... She's his granddaughter!"

"He didn't know," Lexie said.

"You're not defending him are you?" Molly spat.

"No, I'm not it's just...." Lexie stuttered.

"Oh Lex, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap it's just....." Molly sighed but looked up towards Meredith and Derek. "How... how's Carly?"

"As well as can be expected. It's been hard on all of us. She hasn't had a good night sleep since it happened," Meredith murmured.

"I just can't believe it," Molly sighed. "And you say she wasn't his first."

"No," Derek said curtly. They wondered why he was so upset all of a sudden. They all turned to the room to see Thatcher's eyes open. He was struggling with the handcuffs. The police officers walked in a second later with his discharge forms. They watched him stand up and get turned around.

"What the hell is this?" he spat.

"Thatcher Grey," Officer Lynch said curtly grabbing her handcuffs. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can not afford one, one will be appointed for you." He knew what this was about but was going to play innocent as they walked him out of the room to see Meredith, Derek, Molly, and Lexie. Meredith was holding onto Derek tightly so he wouldn't lunge. Lexie and Molly stood in front of them.

"Molly, Lexie," he said acting confused. "What.... what is this about? Why...."

"We know dad," Molly spat. His looked at them in disbelief as the police led him down the hall past the waiting room. That was when he saw her. The girl from outside the hospital. She couldn't see him. He didn't know her name. But he couldn't believe it, she ratted him out, she was going to pay.

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