"She's in pretty bad shape." Bette confessed as Sean pulled himself out of her hug. "Livie was hurt when the aftershock hit, She and Gregory were driving Trey to the hospital."

"Trey and Gregory are fine." AJ added as he opened the door to the hospital for his daughter-in-law. "They're both fine."

"But what about mom?" Sean asked as he followed Bette and AJ to the elevator. "Where's she now?"

"She was still in surgery when we left." AJ added as gently as he could. "I'll get in touch with her doctor, why don't you go get Trey and I'll meet you in the waiting room."

Bette took Sean's hand and nodded to AJ. 'Third floor, okay handsome?"

Caitlin and Cole hung back, comforting each other with the knowledge that their son was all right. Sean wouldn't leave Bette's side. "How did she get hurt?"

"I don't know exactly. Gregory said something fell on the car. Her side was crushed. He barely got her out before it exploded. He had to carry her nearly a mile to get her to the hospital. Oh cutie, I don't want to scare you, but he looked like hell. He wouldn't leave her. He wouldn't eat-"

She pulled Sean in and hugged him again. "But it's going to be all right. You hear me? She's going to be just fine-"

Cole and Caitlin disappeared into the nursery and Sean tightened his grip on her hand. "Where's dad?"

Bette smiled as best she could. "I'll be you whatever I have in my wallet that where ever your mom is, your dad's there too."

Managing a weak smile in return, Sean nodded. "I think I can find some lint to bet you."

Bette cuffed his shoulder playfully. "Come on, let's find AJ and your parents. I bet they'll be thrilled to see you."

AJ was in the hallway outside of the waiting room. He walked back and forth, pacing the floor in front of the doorway. His hands were crossed firmly over his chest. Bette left Sean and went to him, reading his pain in the set of his shoulders. He took her into his arms, pulling her in and lowering his head to her ear.

"Olivia's in a coma." He whispered slowly, holding her as she struggled to keep her feet.

Bette dug her fingers into his back through his shirt. "Oh god-"

He rocked her, sheltering her pain. "Gregory's been arrested."

She couldn't hold that in and she broke the moment. "Arrested? Arrested for what?"

Caitlin and Cole emerged from the elevator and their twin looks of confusion paralyzed their faces. "Arrested?" Cole echoed as he looked to his father.

"What?" Caitlin wondered as she shifted Trey's weight in her arms. "What is it?"

AJ pulled himself together but the effort it took was obviously painful. "It appears that Trey is his son-"

Caitlin backed into the elevator. "No-"

Cole looked from AJ to his wife and finally to Bette. Her hands were shaking. Sean looked like he was about to be sick. AJ took a step towards Caitlin. "Caitlin-"

She slammed her fist into the call button. All she could do was shake her head. "No. No, it's not-"

"Sweetheart?" Cole reached for her as the elevator opened. Caitlin retreated inside, trembling as if the earthquake was inside of her.

AJ nodded to his son and Cole chased her into the elevator. Sean stood at Bette's side and couldn't even move. "He-" He swallowed the lump in his throat. "He- he- raped Caitlin?"

Bette touched his shoulder and Sean recoiled away. "Oh my god." He whispered to himself. "It's not true." He shook his head and backed into the wall. Hitting it shocked him and he just kept shaking his head. "It's not true."

"Trey is-" AJ stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Gregory's son. I saw a copy of the paternity test."

"There must be some mistake!" Bette realized suddenly. "There has to be, he can't-"

"Oh my god." Sean repeated again. He whirled on AJ, suddenly remembering. "Where's my mom?"

"Room 317." AJ offered gently. "But she's still unconscious. They might not even-" His caution was lost on Sean as the young man jogged down the hallway in search of his mother.

"He didn't do this." Bette repeated to herself as she tried to steady her hands. "Gregory didn't-"

"DNA doesn't lie." AJ corrected her as gently as he could. "I can't believe it either- Poor Caitlin-"

Bette shuddered in disgust. "He didn't do this."

"You are the expert now aren't you?" AJ felt his gorge rise into his throat. "He's your husband."

Bette narrowed her eyebrows. "Don't do that."

"Do what?" AJ swung his arms in a wide circle. "Criticize Gregory? I'm sorry I can't let a little thing like raping his own daughter slip past me. I'm sorry I can't forgive him for taking my grandson from me. I can't give him the benefit of the doubt because there is no doubt! They ran the DNA twice. Trey is Gregory's son-"

"I don't care!" Bette erupted suddenly. "To hell with it. I don't care what DNA says. I don't care if there's a god dammed videotape. Gregory didn't rape Caitlin. Gregory didn't force her. He might not be the model father, but he would never, ever do that to a child." She shook a hand threateningly at AJ. "Especially not HIS child." Bette tucked her purse over her shoulder.

"Take care of Sean."

Deflated and immediately sorry he'd been so hard on her, AJ tried to make peace. "Where are you going?"

Bette reached for his hand and tried to meet his eyes honestly. "I'm getting to the bottom of this because I can't believe that he would hurt that girl. You didn't see the way she grew up. The way he would do anything- and I mean anything- to protect her. Gregory didn't hurt her. Something-" Her hands flew up wildly, but her face was steady. "Something insane has happened and I have to know what it is."

AJ took a deep breath and felt the anger leave his chest. "I'll be here when you get back."

Bette kissed his cheek and fled towards the elevator. "I knew I liked you."

Watching her go was like watching the sun slip behind a cloud. Without her his anger ran rampant and pounded in his chest. For all the sins Gregory had committed, this trumped them all. He'd raped his own daughter to keep her from having the child of a man he hated. But Bette believed he was innocent. Olivia still loved him.

Olivia- AJ realized he hadn't seen her since the accident. Since Gregory let her get hurt. He forced his hatred down to boil in his stomach. He had to hold everything together. He had to be there for the children. For Cole's anger and Caitlin's shock.

Sean was curled up around his knees on the floor outside Olivia's room. His shoulders were still shaking but his face was down towards the floor. AJ lowered himself next to the younger man. What could he say? What life experience did he have to draw on?

He rested his hands loosely in his lap as he crossed his legs. "Did you see Olivia?"

Sean choked and couldn't force himself to look up from the floor. "She looks like she's dead."

AJ barely heard him, but he didn't force him to repeat himself. "Her doctor said she was holding on."

"For what?" Sean spat out angrily. "Why? Dad's left her. Caitlin's a wreck-"

"For you." AJ insisted as he touched Sean's shoulder awkwardly. "For Cate and for Trey-"

Mentioning the little boy made Sean's entire body tighten. "She doesn't think Cate and I need her anymore." He left Trey out of it entirely How could he confess that he'd helped Caitlin get him. That he'd unwittingly stolen his own brother from his mother's arms.

"We always need our mothers." AJ replied gently as he resolved to get in touch with his when he finally got through this mess. "I think they know that."

"Do they?" Sean wondered as he rested his hands on his knees. "Does she? I couldn't even talk to her. I sat there and I couldn't even talk to her." His head dropped to his knees again. "What have I done?"

"I don't care if you've locked him up in hell, I want to see Gregory-" Bette's voice cut through the void of Sunset Beach's tiny jail.

Gregory lifted his head from the hard pillow on his cot and waited for the firestorm that was Bette. She arrived with a slam of the door and a sense of urgency that carried her all the way to the door of his cell. She tapped her foot while the officer opened the door. As soon as it was open she whirled on him. "Leave us."

Her frenzy was so unlike her that he couldn't help smiling. "Greggie- we have to talk."

He waved the officer back and sat up on his cot. "All right Bette." Gregory tried to be polite to the beleaguered officer. "It's okay Sommers. Just tell Ricardo Bette kicked you out. I'm sure he'll understand."

Bette threw herself on the cot next to him and demanded her explanation. "What the hell is going on?"

"It's good to see you Bette." Gregory leaned against the wall in his cell and closed his eyes. "Going on with what?"

"With what? With what?" She stuttered and grabbed his arm. "You're in here for raping your daughter. Hurting your little girl!"

"I didn't do that to Caitlin." Gregory ran his hands through his hair again, it was getting worse as time went on. He hadn't showered or changed. Dried sweat kept the dirt in his clothes. The grey was especially bright in the harsh lighting of his cell.

"Obviously." Bette hit him gently on the forehead. "How is Trey your son?"

He rubbed the spot on his forehead as if it hurt. "He's the baby Olivia lost."

"Oh my god." Bette got up but had to sit back down again. "Oh god- he's been in your house, all this time. Poor Livie, poor poor Livie-" Her hand went over her mouth. "Does she know?"

Gregory nodded as he tried to wish her calm. "I think she does. She nearly told me on the way to the hospital but she was afraid." Gregory reached for her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "She was afraid of what it would do to Caitlin. How it would rip her heart out to lose him-" He lowered his head to her shoulder, fighting the tears in his eyes.

"She didn't tell me."

Bette rested her chin on the top of his head and pulled him close again. Letting him finish without saying a word.

"She knew our son was alive and she didn't- she couldn't tell me."