Remember

"He's in prison." AJ shook her head, "Don't be ridiculous."

"Just because he's in prison doesn't mean he can't get to us somehow." Punk said, "Come on, isn't it weird how it's Vincent's house. The house I got arrested in all those years ago."

"I think it's just coincidence that it might be someone who also knows Vincent. It doesn't mean it has anything to do with Rio." AJ said.

"Come on, you know what kind of person he is." Punk said, "You think he would have gave up trying to make our life hell just because he went to prison?" He asked.

"Or this is just some evil person who did this, who just picked Jude out in a bar. There might not be any connection there at all." AJ said.

"Maybe I should go visit him in prison." Punk nodded to himself.

"No, Phil. Please just… stay away from that man. He is locked up for life. He is out of our life for good now." AJ reminded him as Punk sighed to himself.

He couldn't help think of the possibilities. If there was one person out there who wanted to hurt his family in such evil ways, it was obviously Rio. The safety blanket of prison had almost allowed them all to forget about him, but there was always the possibility.

"Or maybe I should tell the cops. Just say to them about Rio and our history with him. Maybe they could check his visitation list, see who has been talking to him-"

"Baby, I think they'll have it covered." AJ nodded, "If Rio has anything to do with this, the cops will pick up on it. They're gonna find whoever did this." She said as Punk nodded to himself.

He knew he had to accept that the cops were in control of this investigation and not him. It was just difficult, having grown up on the opposite side of the cops his entire life, to now trusting them to find who attacked his daughter.

"I mean if he can fake a death, he can pretty much do anything." Punk shook his head, "And he made his intentions very clear with what he wanted to do with all of us. Jude's life wouldn't mean a damn thing to him."

"I know but it's just… it's a little hard to believe with him being in prison that he could be behind all of this." AJ said.

"Is it? Or you just don't want to believe it?" Punk questioned.

"He's locked up twenty-three hours a day. How on earth could he have pulled this off? It's just… it's not realistic. Even for him." AJ shook her head, "There's a ton of evil people out there, Phil. Evil people who could do this." She said, "It might not be someone we even know." She said as Punk nodded to himself.

"Yeah, I know that." Punk sighed.

"I know the unknown is scary but we gotta be there for Jude. That's the most important thing right now." She said as Punk nodded.

"Hi, Jude. I'm sorry it's so late." Karen nodded, arriving at Sean's house as Jude let her in.

"That's ok. I'm awake anyway." Jude assured her, walking into the living room, "Have you found anything yet?" She asked.

"Yeah, we have actually." Karen nodded, sitting down at the couch, "Is Sean here?"

"He's in bed." Jude nodded.

"Would you like to call him down or are you ok on your own?" Karen asked.

"I'm… I'm fine." Jude said suspiciously, realising it was the most serious Karen had sounded since the investigation began, which gave her hope that they had found something, someone, but also fear that she may now know who attacked her. A lot of things were running through her head.

"Well we spoke to Vincent, the owner of the house. He insisted that he hasn't been here all month, he's been out of town, and we followed up that up with sources and spoke to his mom… he has been out of town all month." Karen nodded.

"So it… it can't be him?" Jude said.

"No." Karen said, "However when we spoke to him he told us that he was letting a man stay with him last month." She explained, "He'd just been released from prison. But after the month he was gone." She said as Jude nodded.

"Ok…" Jude said, following along.

"Does the name Jackson Morgan mean anything to you, Jude?" Karen asked as Jude raised her eyebrows.

"Jackson?" Jude questioned, "Y-Yeah, he's my sister's ex-boyfriend. He's in prison for beating her up basically." She said.

"Well he was released last month, and he was staying at the house you were attacked in." Karen said as Jude nodded slowly, trying to hold back from thinking where this was going.

"Ok." Jude nodded slowly.

"I brought Jeremy in and he identified Jackson as the man who… who took you away that night you were attacked." Karen nodded as Jude looked at her blankly, "We've got a warrant for his arrest and a full team out looking for him right now." She said as Jude looked at her blankly.

It really wasn't sinking in, she couldn't believe it.

"He's in prison, though." Jude shook her head, not really listening to much of the information.

"He was released last month." Karen said as Jude stared at her blankly, "Jude, I believe this is the man who raped you." She said as Jude raised her eyebrows in disbelief, suddenly not knowing how to talk, or even so much as think.

"It's sometimes common for those who have been drugged and raped, once they see a picture of their attacker it… it sometimes brings it back, jogs the memory a little. You might not remember any of it but his face could trigger something." Karen explained as Jude just stared across at her, "Can I show you a picture of him?" She asked as Jude nodded.

Karen took a picture out of her back pocket, a recent one of Jackson from prison, extending it over to Jude who took it from her, looking at the picture and gulping.

"W-What's going on?" Jude slurred, standing at the bottom of a staircase, holding onto the wall to steady herself. Sometimes she was blacking out, other times she just couldn't stand or speak right at all. She didn't know what was going on and she wasn't aware of the minutes going by.

"You're fine." Jackson shook his head, locking the door behind him and putting the keys in his pocket, watching as Jude fell over at the bottom of the stairs, "Ok, up you get it" He nodded, picking her back up as Jude's weight fell onto him.

"That's… Thea's… I don't know." Jude mumbled to herself, not making any sense of anything.

"Yeah, ok." Jackson nodded, humouring her, dragging her up the stairs, pausing halfway to get a better grip of her as he did so, reaching the top of the stairs and pulling her into the bedroom.

"Ok. Here." Jude stumbled over to the bed as Jackson chuckled.

"Maybe I didn't even need to drug you." Jackson chuckled, shutting the bedroom door over close as he looked over at Jude steadying herself at the bed, both her hands on the mattress as she tried to stay still.

"Need a call. Where… my phone?" Jude questioned.

"You're not getting your phone." Jackson said, picking her up and laying her on the bed as he leaned over her, pinning her arms down as she groaned with discomfort.

"N-No…" Jude tried to move but she really couldn't. She felt like her body and mind were paralysed.

"It was either you or your big sister." Jackson spat, "It was a no brainer. I've already had your sister many times." He smirked.

"Oh my God…" Jude stood up, backing away, stumbling over the couch a little as Karen raised her eyebrows, "Oh my God, I… I remember him on… on top of me…" She gasped, feeling like she couldn't breathe suddenly. The not knowing definitely better than the knowing.

"Ok, Jude look at me." Karen stood up, "Just take deep breaths." Karen nodded, "Nice and slow. You're safe here." She nodded.

"I can… I can see his face." Jude said breathlessly. Suddenly, once hearing his name and seeing his picture, she could see flashes of the night. She could feel him on top of her, his voice in her ear, his hands grabbing on her skin… it wasn't a full memory but it was flashes, flashes of him.

"We will find him and we will arrest him, Jude." Karen nodded, "I promise you." She said, walking closer and taking Jude's hand, "Finding out it was him was the biggest battle. Now we can get him and lock him up." She promised as Jude continued to breathe heavily, feeling like the walls were closing in on her.

"W-Why?" Jude shook her head, "Why would he… what did I do…" She shook her head.

"You didn't do anything. You did nothing wrong." Karen made clear, "You leave the why up to us. We'll find out, we'll get to the bottom of it. But there is no excuse in the world to justify what he has done to you. No excuse or reason." She said as Jude shook her head with confusion.

It wasn't a feeling she could ever explain to anyone. She preferred not knowing what happened to her, of course she did. Because now she just kept seeing his face, she could feel him on top of her.

"I think I'm… I'm gonna throw up." Jude said, stumbling out of the living room as Karen listened to her throwing up in the kitchen.

She made her way through, rubbing Jude's back as she doubled over the sink.

"It's alright, I'm here." Karen nodded, rubbing her back softly, "Jude, can I call anyone for you?" She asked, watching as Jude cried as she threw up.

"My mom." Jude cried, "And dad."

"I'm not even hungry." Thea shook her head, sitting at the kitchen table as Dominic put his jacket on.

"I'll get a smaller pizza." Dominic said, "You gotta eat something." He said, leaning down and kissing her head.

"You know what I'd love?" Thea asked.

"What?" Dominic questioned, picking up his car keys.

"A drink." Thea nodded as Dominic scoffed.

"Not gonna happen." Dominic said, "Extra cheese on the pizza?"

"Yeah." Thea huffed.

"Ok, I won't be long." Dominic nodded, leaving the kitchen and heading out of the house as Thea sighed to herself tiredly.

She stood up and took one of the cigarettes from the box at the kitchen door, lighting one up and standing at the opened kitchen door. She needed something to focus her stress and anxiety onto.

She stood at the door for a while having the cigarette, putting it out as she heard James crying upstairs. She left the kitchen, leaving the back door opened without a thought and heading upstairs to check on her son.

"Oh, what is it, baby?" Thea said, walking into James' nursery, looking over the crib as he lay, disturbed by a nightmare or noise in his room perhaps, "Mommy's here." She smiled, stroking his cheek softly as he immediately calmed down.

Knowing how much she meant to this little guy, the way he calmed at the sight and touch of her. It was the best feeling in the world.

"Close your little eyes." Thea whispered, watching as James fell back asleep right away, smiling to herself as she left his nursery and walked back downstairs.

She made her way back into the kitchen, jumping out of her skin, letting out a scream as she saw who was standing there.

"Hey, Thea." Jackson smiled, "How you doing?"