As Grace pulled the rental into her family's driveway, she hoped beyond hope that Anna was not home. That she was out somewhere with her friends, and somehow, this delay would allow Grace to have this conversation privately before having it officially. But as Lisbon, Jane and Grace exited the car, Walter promptly came out from the backyard followed closely by Anna.

"Hey" Anna smiled, addressing Lisbon and Jane, then turned to Grace "Come check this out. Walt an' I are playing Frisbee. He's wicked. Never misses."

Anna led the way back to the backyard and Grace followed without a word. She watched as Anna threw the Frisbee to Walter a few times before she caught a look from Lisbon that said clearly if Grace couldn't go through with the interview, she and Jane would intervene. Knowing that this was something she needed to do, Grace stepped forward and took the Frisbee from Walter before he could bring it back to Anna. Anna looked at Grace expectantly.

"Are you gonna throw it?" she asked after a moment.

"No" Grace replied quietly. She sat on top of the picnic table and set the Frisbee down beside her. Anna gave her a confused look.

"Okay" she said, and extended her hand, expecting Grace to pass her back the Frisbee.

"Anna how did you hurt your lip?" Grace asked. Anna's face dropped. Her smile vanished. Jane watched as her eyes flicked for a fraction of a second away from Grace to Lisbon and himself. To Jane, this all but confirmed that whatever, or whoever the cause of these bruises, they could not be innocently explained. Jane could sense her vulnerability and he could see the look of betrayal she now wore as she stared at Grace, furious with her for asking this delicate and emotional question in the presence of strangers. Her eyes pleaded for Grace to let it drop as she answered,

"Rugby, I told you."

"I know it wasn't rugby," Grace replied. "Hillary Phillips says she doesn't know how that happened to you, and that you constantly have bruises that can't be explained by rugby."

Anna reached for the Frisbee in an attempt to ignore her sister. Grace grabbed her hand before she could reach it.

"Anna"

"Don't" came Anna's sharp reply as she pulled her hand away.

"Anna"

"Grace, no" Anna cut her off before she could start.

"Yes. Anna please. I can help you."

"No you can't. Let it go."

"Let it go? Someone is abusing my sister."

"No one's abusing me. I'm fine. I'm accident prone."

"You're the most co-ordinated person I have ever met. Stop lying to me. Tell me what's going on. Please, Anna I know you want to. This is what you wanted to tell me in the car last night. You were so close. Please let me help you."

"No."

Jane could see frustration on Grace's face, mixed with the pain she felt for her sister and deep down, the hurt she felt over the fact that Anna would not confide in her.

"Was is Myles?" Grace quietly asked after a moment.

Anna scoffed. "No"

"Is it Dad?" Grace asked, quieter still. Grace had never known her father to be physically abusive man, but she knew she could not rule it out. When she was away, she could entertain herself with the memories of the Dad who taught her how to throw a spiral better than any boy in her class, and the Dad who had attended every tea party she had ever thrown for her stuffed animals. She could ignore the hurtful person he had become as she grew up. But being back in Eldon, she couldn't ignore reality anymore.

Anna's shoulders contracted. She looked at the ground and replied

"No"

Jane read her body language very easily. Grace tried to do the same.

"God, Anna, it's Dad isn't it? Please tell me, let me help you."

"Dad has never touched me." Anna replied more firmly this time.

"Anna" Grace sounded exasperated, but Jane cut her off.

"She's not lying Grace." Van Pelt swung her head around to fix Jane with an angry stare. "Your father is too much of a chauvinist to ever hit a woman. But he knows who's been hitting you and done nothing to stop it. Is that right Anna?"

Anna looked incredibly taken aback by Jane's statement. She said nothing, but the way she stared at him let everyone know that it was true.

"He knew and didn't help you?" Grace asked in a small voice, suddenly (although she hadn't thought it possible) she felt even more sick to her stomach than she had been.

Anna looked away from Jane and spoke to Grace, softly, for the first time letting her vulnerability really show.

"Grace please don't do this. You can't fix this. Please let it go."

"I'm not letting it go." Grace replied forcibly. "Who Anna? Who is it?" Anna didn't answer and after a moment, Grace turned to Jane. "Do you know who it is?"

"I think there's really only one person your father would cover for." Jane replied simply.

Grace felt like she'd been hit in the chest. Hard. She looked at Anna, who had tears in her eyes, and for the first time since the conversation had started, looked scared.

"Lucy?" Grace asked in disbelief.

"No" Anna replied, blinking away tears.

"Now she's lying" Jane offered.

"Anna you don't have to lie to me." Grace said softly. "I'm a cop. Abuse is illegal. You're 17, that's still child abuse. I will stop it. It ends today. We'll arrest her."

"No!" Anna wailed. "Please just leave it alone. I'm fine. Don't arrest her."

"What?" Grace asked in utter confusion.

"I can't do it again. I can't be at the centre of another scandal. I still remember what it was like when I was 8, and even though it's been almost 10 years people still talk. I won't live through that again. The pity, the whispers, I won't do it. All I have to do is graduate and I never have to come back. I'll survive until then."

Grace put her head in her hands. "Anna" she breathed quietly into them. Lisbon stood in absolute shock at Anna's answer. She watched as Grace steadied herself, to try and respond to Anna in some way. But whatever reply Grace had been formulating in her head was interrupted as all 4 heads turned to hear the gate to the backyard opening. Brad Van Pelt strolled over to the group. He took a moment to apprise the situation. He looked from the shock on Lisbon and Jane's faces, the the agony on Grace's and the tears rolling down Anna's.

"What's going on?" he asked. "Not more bad news."

"No. Old news." Anna replied quickly, and everyone noticed a degree of sting in her voice.

The gate swung again, and heads turned to Lucy this time, entering the back yard. As if on a swivel Lisbon, Jane and Anna all immediately whipped their heads back to look at Grace, unsure of how she would respond. Grace to two steadying breaths, then spoke to Lisbon,

"Arrest her." she said calmly. Confusion leapt onto the faces of Brad and Lucy, while despair spread across Anna's. Lisbon nodded. She couldn't begin to fathom the emotional turmoil Grace was going through right now. She was incredibly proud of the restraint Grace was showing by having someone else make the arrest. Lisbon was fairly sure that if she had found herself in Grace's situation, she would have simply pulled out her gun.

"Lucille Van Pelt you're under arrest." Lisbon said in her calm but firm way as she walked towards Lucy.

"For what!" came Lucy's outraged reply. 'I had nothing to do with Myles death!"

"She wasn't even there!" Brad shouted angrily.

"Child abuse." Lisbon responded calmly. Lucy's eyes flashed wild towards Anna who had her head buried in hands as the tears flew freely. Lisbon began reciting the Miranda rights and leading Lucy out of the backyard.

"You-" she shouted, spinning to yell at Anna, but Grace cut her off. She stepped between them and positioned herself inches from Lucy's face.

"One more word." she said, low and menacing, "one more word and I will end you." Lucy's face turned sour, but she shut her mouth, and left the back yard in silence. Brad Van Pelt was standing now with an odd look on his face. Something between embarrassment and anger was etched on his features.

"You" Grace said turning to him.

"I had nothing to do with this." he replied flatly.

"That's exactly the point." Grace spat, "You knew and you did nothing to help her. She's your daughter for god's sake."

"She's my wife." Brad replied simply.

"You disgust me." Grace replied. "I hope you're happy with your choice because it just cost you your whole family."

Brad gave her a skeptical look.

"You think I'm joking? When I call Paul, Justin and Thomas and tell them this, you think they'll ever come back here? Ever speak to you again? And I'm taking Anna back to California with me, and neither one of us will ever be back."

At this Anna's head snapped up, a look of pure shock on her face.

"You're not taking Anna." Brad replied harshly.

"Try and stop me." Grace shot back.

"I'm her father, she's a minor."

"Try and stop me and I'll have you arrested as an accomplice in her abuse."

"I never touched her!"

"You knew and you didn't help, that makes you a facilitator of the abuse." Grace replied calmly.

"You can't prove that."

"Maybe I can't. But I'll still have you arrested. You'll go to court. The whole town will hear. You'll lose your job, and any standing you have in this town."

Brad paled.

"Even if you fight me, I'll declared a temporary guardian until the matter is resolved. I'll tie it up in court until Anna is 18 and then she can live with whoever she wants."

Brad paled further.

"Don't fight me on this, let her come with me and I'll leave you this town. You'll never see your family again, but you can spin this however you want. Do we have a deal?" Grace finished with the slightly smug look of someone who knew she had won. Brad nodded.

"Good-bye Dad." Grace said, shaking her head. "C'mon." she offered softly to Anna, taking her by the hand and leading her from the backyard. Neither one looked back as Jane and Walter followed them out.