Would You Be Mine?
By Gale Varga
“Vincent, you know I love you, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, I know,” he replied in an almost-whisper.
They were sitting together in her apartment, enjoying the glow from the
fireplace and just being with the other. “I am thinking about going to
my cabin in New England for a few days. I would like some time alone to
relax and unwind.”
“You could probably use the peace, quiet, and rest.” He tried to sound
as if he weren’t concerned it was because of him.
“You know me well. If I stay at home, I will be bored and probably sneak
Below. And if I spend it Below, well, we know quiet and rest doesn’t
usually happen there. So I thought the cabin would be perfect.”
“Will you be going alone, or will one of your friends be joining you?”
He was always thinking of her safety.
“I will be going alone. There is a phone, and I have good neighbors who
always watch out for me. I will be just fine”
“When will you be leaving?” He was starting to panic a little. He hated
when she was out of his reach if she needed him.
“I think I’ll leave this weekend. I’ll call up there to have the pantry
stocked and some firewood delivered. I will ask Gertrude and her husband
Mike to open the cabin and get things ready.” She was starting to look
forward to this time alone. “Vincent, there is a phone at the cabin, and
if there is an emergency, we can reach each other. Peter has my number.
There is no need to worry.”
“But you know I will. I hope you have a nice time.” And I hope you
hurry back.
It was approaching 11 o’clock, and he could feel how tired she was.
“I think it is time for me to return Below. You could use the rest.”
“Yes, I am tired. Be careful on your journey home.” She sighed. She
wanted him to stay, but inside she really wanted to be alone. “Good
night, Vincent. Please say hello to Father for me. I will see you when I
return.”
They embraced a little longer than usual, but this time she pulled away
first. Vincent put his cloak on and, with one last look, left over the
balcony. He was not sure why, but it felt like she was in turmoil, and
he had a feeling their relationship – or lack of – was the reason. He
hoped he would find out when she was ready to talk.
Catherine was tired, but decided to pack some of the things she wanted
to take. In the morning she would make phone calls to prepare the cabin
for her arrival. She sat for a moment to think about her life. Maybe it
was time to leave the DA’s office and do volunteer work, or possibly
start an office for people who could not afford legal help. I love
helping people, and with my money and skills, I could help the ones who
really need it. Just that thought made her smile. It made her think
of those Below and what she could do for people who just needed a little
help. Tomorrow she would have a talk with Joe. It was time for her life
to change. She felt as if a large weight had been lifted from her
shoulders. Packing could wait for now. She needed sleep.
Vincent made his way home and stopped by Father’s chamber. He knew
Father didn’t sleep well until he knew his son was home and safe.
Father was sitting at his desk reading when he arrived. “Vincent, how
was your trip Above? Is Catherine well?”
“Yes, she is well.” He was trying to sound as if nothing were bothering
him. “I am going to bed; I will see you for breakfast.” He was trying to
escape Father’s scrutiny.
“Good night my son, sleep well.”
“Good night Father.”
Vincent put on his nightclothes and sat at his writing table. He opened
his journal and just stared into space. Something was wrong, but he
wasn’t sure what it was. He tried to write down his thoughts, but they
frightened him. He went to bed hoping sleep would come quickly.
***********
Catherine woke with a mission. She showered and got dressed for work.
She called Gertrude and asked if she and her husband could get the cabin
ready. She called the local grocery store and called for firewood. With
all that done, it was time for work.
She arrived at work and went straight to Joe’s office.
“Cathy, good morning. What can I do for you?” He was concerned. He knew
that look, and it was not going to be good news.
“Joe, do you have a moment?” She was trying to prepare herself for his
reaction to her news.
“Have a seat and just tell me. It will be easier that way. You know,
like pulling off a band aid quickly.”
“Ok, I’ll just say it. Joe, I’m quitting. I don’t need to work and would
like to do something more with my life than sitting in this office for
hours on end.” She took a deep breath and waited for his reaction.
“It’s
all right Cathy. I knew this day was coming. When are you leaving?”
“Joe, I don’t have any new cases, and I am caught up on everything.
Would you be able to accept my resignation effective today?” She prayed
he would say yes.
“Ok, Cathy, you’ve got it. You know I will miss you, right?”
“Joe, I will miss you too. It’s not like I am moving away. Just moving
on.” Cathy stood and walked over to Joe to embrace him. “It’s been great
working with you, Joe.” She felt the tears start. Joe was not just a
great boss; he was also a great friend.
She went to her desk and wrote out her resignation. She cleaned up her
desk and gave Joe her resignation, and, with one last look around, left.
She would pick up some dinner, then go home and finish packing. She was
feeling excited. She was free from the dangers of her job and could
start something new. What that would be she wasn’t really sure. But now
she didn’t have to rush back home for work, and she could stay at the
cabin as long as she wanted.
Vincent was Below working with a crew on a new chamber. He could feel
her emotions through their bond. He felt that she had made a major
decision, that she was a little worried and a little sad. After all
that, he felt her relief and joy. If he could manage it, he would visit
her this evening. Maybe she would share with him what had happened
today. He went back to work, trying not to worry.
Catherine sat down to eat her dinner and just think. No more long hours.
No more dangerous interviews. Yes, life was looking better. Then she
sighed. But what about her relationship with Vincent? No, I’ll wait
until I am away and relaxed to think about that. No need to make any
decisions now without doing some serious soul searching. She would
send a note to Vincent through a helper. He needed to know that she
might be away longer than the weekend. She turned on the stereo to a
station that played oldies. She smiled and danced around while making
sure all was in order for her trip upstate. When she finished, before
she went to bed, she wrote the note for Vincent.
Dearest
Vincent.
I told you I was going to the cabin for the weekend only. My plans have
changed, and I felt you needed to know as I know you would worry. I have
decided that my trip might be a little longer than just the weekend. I
need time to relax and regroup. You will know when I am returning, and I
will see you then. Please don’t worry.
My love always,
Catherine
With that done, she was able to fall asleep peacefully.
Vincent arrived on her balcony to find her fast asleep. He watched her
sleep for a few moments. He knew it would not be right to wake her just
to find out about her day. With one last look, he returned Below.
Catherine woke with a clear head and started to review her to do list.
She took the note for Vincent and put it in an envelope. She would drop
it off with a helper to be delivered. She packed up the car and stopped
by the closest helper’s business.
“Stan, how are you doing?” She saw him smile when he saw her enter his
store.
“Catherine, it is wonderful to see you. I am doing fine. Thank you for
asking. What can I do for you?
“Would you please make sure this note gets delivered to Vincent?”
“I promise it gets delivered,” Stan said.
“Thank you. I am going out of town and need to get on the road. I’ll see
you when I get back.”
“Catherine, may I ask where you are off to?” Stan was trying not to
sound nosey.
“Just heading to my cabin in New England for some down time.”
“Have a good time, and I’ll take care of the note.”
“Thanks. Good-bye Stan.” Catherine got into her car and headed north,
leaving New York City behind her.
********
Vincent was in his chamber when Geoffrey delivered the note from
Catherine.
“Thank you, Geoffrey.” He smiled at his young friend as he accepted the
note. He sat down and opened the envelope to read the note. As he read
the note, he felt like life was changing, and he did not know how it
would affect him. He didn’t understand what was going on in her head.
Was she going to make changes that did not include a life with him? He
would just have to wait until she returned. But was he really ready to
hear her plans for her life? He clutched the pouch around his neck and
prayed she still wanted him in it. He concentrated on their bond. He
could feel her moving away, but she seemed happy. This would be a very
long wait until she returned.
********
As Catherine arrived at her cabin, a loving smile spread across her
face. The scene in front of her was the same as when she was a child. So
many wonderful memories flooded her senses. Memories of summers with her
parents when she was young, then memories of her and her father, all
joyous and precious to her. This was her place away from the world, just
nature and herself. This is exactly what I needed.
She noticed Gertrude and Mike’s car. Well, she was here earlier than she
had indicated. She grabbed her suitcase and headed inside.
“Cathy, you are here early. Did you need the peace and quiet that
badly?” Gertrude asked curiously.
“Hello to you too.” She gave her friend a hug. “Yes, I needed to get
away from the big city.”
“Well, you know this is the best place to get away. I was just finishing
up and will get out of your hair.”
“Why don’t you stay for a cup of tea? I haven’t seen you in ages.”
“Maybe I can before you leave on Sunday,” Gertrude said. “Mike is
waiting for me.”
“I think I will be staying longer than Sunday, so we will have time for
that cup of tea.”
“Ok, Cathy. Give me a call if you need anything.” She smiled as she
headed for the front door.
“Thanks for getting the cabin ready. I appreciate it.”
“Not a problem at all, Cathy. See you soon.”
Catherine grabbed her suitcase and headed upstairs to unpack. As she
stood at the entrance to her father’s old bedroom, she felt his
presence. Daddy, you knew I needed you now to guide me through some
decisions I need to make about my life. It gives me peace to know you
are here in my heart. I love and miss you so.
She unpacked her clothes and toiletries and headed downstairs. The food
and firewood she requested were there. I love the people here. They
always treat me like family.
She ate a light snack and headed outside for a walk. She walked down to
the lake to enjoy the sunset. It was as beautiful and peaceful as she
remembered. She knew she had made the right choice to come here. There
were no distractions or responsibilities. After the sun had fully gone
below the horizon, she headed back to the cabin.
Vincent had been quiet all day. He was working with a crew on a chamber,
but wasn’t really saying much. He was keeping their bond open and trying
to figure out what was happening with Catherine. He could sense that she
was happy and relaxed, but he still wished she were at home so he could
go to her and spend some time with her.
“Vincent, are you all right?” Kanin asked, worried about his friend.
“Yes, I am fine. Thank you for asking.” He really didn’t want to discuss
what was bothering him, but felt the need to be polite. The crew knew he
would not talk about what was bothering him. They all went back to work
and left him to his thoughts.
After the day’s work was done, he headed for the bathing chamber. He
wanted to clean up, eat, and be alone with his thoughts. Maybe he could
get his thoughts written in his journal.
At dinner Father noticed his son was quiet and kept to himself, but this
was not the place to ask. He would visit his chamber later and try to
find out what was bothering his son.
Vincent changed into his nightclothes and sat at his writing table with
his journal. He checked the bond with Catherine and sensed she was
asleep. Then he realized Father was at the entrance to his chamber.
“Vincent, may I come in?”
“Yes Father, please come in. Was there something you needed me to do?”
He was not in the mood to talk, but he knew his father was probably
worried about him.
“Are you all right? You have been quiet, and I just wanted to see if I
could be of help.”
“Yes, I am fine. There is no need to worry about me.” He knew that
statement would not be enough.
That told Father nothing, so he tried a new route. “Is Catherine well?”
“Yes, Father. Catherine has gone to her cabin in New England. She needed
some time to relax and just get away.”
Jacob knew that his son was not ready to talk. “Okay, my son. I leave
you to your thoughts. Good night.”
“Good night, Father.” He was relieved his father wasn’t going to grill
him for more information.
He knew she was safe and happy. He put his journal away and crawled into
bed. Hopefully he would be able to get a good night’s sleep. Before he
fell asleep he said a small prayer. God, please watch over Catherine
for me and keep her safe.
********
Catherine woke, dressed, and headed downstairs for breakfast. She made a
pot of coffee and had toast and fruit for breakfast. It was time to do
some serious thinking. She grabbed a notebook and a blanket and headed
outside to one of her favorite places.
She sat down with her notebook. What do I really want my life to be?
She started to make a wish list.
1.
Vincent as my husband.
2.
Move into my father’s brownstone.
3.
Open a small office to help those who need legal help but can’t afford
it.
4.
Have children with Vincent.
5.
Request a tunnel entrance to the basement of the brownstone.
She looked at her list. Number three would be easy enough. Two and five
were doable. It was one and four that she wasn’t sure would ever happen.
How do I make him understand that we were meant to be together?
That was the thousand-dollar question. I know he loves me, and he
knows I love him, but I think our ideas of love are totally different.
She lay back on the blanket and watched as the clouds floated by. She
didn’t have any answers. Daddy, please give me the answer I am
looking for. She stayed outside until her stomach reminded her it
was lunchtime. She headed back to the cabin. As she was walking back,
she realized she had not told Jenny she had quit her job. If she showed
up on one of her surprise visits, she would be hurt that Joe would be
the one to tell her and not herself. She had to call her.
The phone rang three times. “Hello.”
“Jen, it’s Cathy. How are you?” She knew this was going to be a long
talk and got comfortable.
“I’m fine. What would you say about getting together for dinner?”
“I’m sorry, but I am up at the cabin. I have made a change in my life
and needed to let you know before someone else told you.” She took a
deep breath. “I quit my job.”
She waited for Jen’s reaction.
“You did what? Cathy, are you all right? What happened to make you
quit?”
“Let the questioning begin.” She was trying to lighten the mood.
“Come on Cathy. What is going on?” Jenny was trying to ask seriously.
“I just decided that I was tired of sitting in an office for too many
hours a day when I really don’t have to. I am tired of the danger and
need to move on.”
“Well, I, for one, am happy about that. So what are you going to do
now?”
“I am thinking about moving into dad’s brownstone and maybe open an
office to help those who can’t afford legal help. What do you think?”
“What can I do to help?”
Catherine smiled. She could always count on her friends. She felt
blessed. “When I get back we could go to the brownstone and see what
needs to be done so I can move in.”
“Hey, Cath. What will you do with your apartment when you move?” She
loved the apartment and would love to live there.
She laughed. “Ok, you can move into the apartment. It’s paid for, and
you will just need to pay the maintenance fees. Would you be able to
handle that?” She knew her friend well.
“Oh, Cath, are you serious? I can afford that and would love to live
there. Please tell me you are serious.” Jenny held her breath waiting
for the answer.
“I would never kid with you about something so important. It’s yours if
you help me with the brownstone.”
“I’ll help you pack, move, paint, and decorate. Anything at all.” Jenny
was so excited.
“Calm down, Jen. We will talk when I get back. While I’m here, why don’t
you start packing, and I’ll call when I get back.” She was happy she
could do this for her best friend. “Jen, would you do me a favor?”
“Of course, what do you need?”
“I am going to call the local grocery mart and have some things
delivered to the brownstone. Would you go to my apartment and get the
key to the brownstone and let the delivery boy in? I want to have some
food there.”
“Yes, just have them call me and let me know what time they are going to
make their delivery. I will be there to meet them. And I’ll even put the
stuff away. Now, aren’t I the best?”
Cathy giggled. “That you are, Jen. Thanks.”
“Ok, Cath. Enjoy the peace and quiet. I’ll talk to you when you get
back.”
“Good night, Jen.”
“Cathy!!!” Jenny cried, trying to get her attention before she hung up.
“Yes, Jen?”
“I love you, Cath. Thank you so much.”
“I love you too, Jen. Good night.” She hung up with a smile on her face.
“Well that takes care of number two.”
She ate lunch and went upstairs to put on some shorts and a tank top.
She always loved the way she looked with a tan. She went to find a
fishing pole and headed down to the dock. She had always loved fishing
with her dad and wanted to feel close to him. And maybe, just maybe, she
would have fresh fish for dinner. A short time later, with two
nice-sized fish in hand, she headed back to prepare them for dinner with
a salad.
She sat in front of the fire and stared at the flames hoping she would
see the answers there. She loved Vincent in a way that she didn’t think
was even possible. She wanted so desperately to be more to him. She
wanted to be his wife. She wanted to be with him every day for the rest
of her life. She tingled all over just thinking about waking up wrapped
in his arms. Let’s not go there. It won’t do you a bit of good at
this point. She concentrated on their bond. Maybe she could let him
know she was thinking about him. She closed her eyes and took deep
breaths as she sent her message out through the magic that was their
bond. Vincent, I miss you. I love you. If only she could know if
he felt her message. The next moment she felt warmth around her heart.
He knew! The smile on her face radiated through her body. To feel him
like that was magical. Wasn’t their bond proof enough that they belonged
together? So you would think, but this is Vincent. Not the usual man.
She had to laugh. That was an understatement.
She spent a few days exploring the grounds, enjoying the beauty of the
nature all around her. One day she went swimming in the lake, then lay
out on her blanket to dry off and catch some sun. She felt the warmth of
the sun through her body. How relaxing. Then she thought she
heard movement to her right. She glanced up and saw one of her childhood
memories. Three deer were walking past. The largest one stopped and
glanced her way. She and the deer held each other’s eyes for what seemed
like eternity. He bowed his head as if wishing her good day, and they
were on their way. At that moment she knew it was time to go home. She
sent a message through their bond.
Vincent, I am coming home tomorrow.
She would leave tomorrow and time her journey so she arrived home when
it was still daylight. That would give her time to unpack, shower, and
change. She knew as soon as it was safe Vincent would be there.
Vincent felt her message and smiled. He felt her love and joy. She was
coming home. Maybe now that she has had time to think, she will be
ready to talk. But he knew he had to wait until tomorrow. He headed
off to meet the work crew for the day’s assignment.
She packed and cleaned up. After she packed up the car, she had to call
Gertrude. She hoped she and Mike wouldn’t mind closing up the cabin.
“Hello,” Gertrude answered cheerfully.
“Gertrude, it’s Cathy. I just wanted to let you know I am heading back
to the city. Would you and Mike be able to close down the cabin?” She
was anxious and nervous about going home.
“So you had enough peace and quiet. Ready for the crazy city again?”
“Yes. I have a lot to do and need to get started, so it’s back to the
real world.”
“Mike and I will take care of it. Don’t worry.”
“I will leave the food, and you can take it home with you,” she said.
“Anything you don’t want, you can just throw away.”
“Mike would have a fit if I were to throw away perfectly good food.”
They both laughed.
“Thanks for everything. I’ll call you from the city to let you know I’m
home safe.”
“Be safe, Cathy. Hope you come back soon.”
As she drove home she tried to think about anything but Vincent. She
knew if she thought too deeply about him she might have an accident. She
thought about the things she would have to do to make her move to the
brownstone. Then she thought about Jenny’s move. She would ask her if
she wanted the furniture in the apartment. It would never match the
décor of her brownstone. She smiled; she liked the sound of that – her
brownstone.
Before she realized it, she was almost back in the big city. She had
stopped for a break outside the city and called in an order for dinner.
She picked up her dinner from Henri and Lin’s restaurant and headed
home. First things first. She ate her Orange Chicken, showered and
changed. Then she pulled out a note pad and started her list. This
should keep me occupied until Vincent arrives.
Vincent stopped at Father’s chamber before heading above.
“Father, I am going above to see Catherine. I will stop in when I
return.”
Father smiled. “I am so glad she is back. Please tell her I said hello.”
“I will, Father.” He turned around and quickly made his way to her
threshold. Catherine was sitting on the sofa with her note pad in hand.
She was deep in thought when there was a tapping on the balcony door.
She smiled and jumped up to meet him. He held open his arms, wanting to
hold her. “Catherine welcome home.”
“I missed you. It is good to be back.” She wrapped her arms around his
neck and held him tight.
They held each other longer than usual. It was obvious that each was
missed by the other.
“Would you consider coming in? I have a lot to tell you,” she asked,
hoping he would.
He hesitated for a moment. “Thank you.”
She was surprised, but showed him in through the door by the dining
table. She pointed toward the sofas. “Have a seat and I’ll get us some
tea.”
“Thank you.” He took off his cloak and sat down. He noticed her note
pad, but knew it would be wrong to try to read it.
She had prepared everything before he arrived, so it only took a few
moments. She brought out the tray and sat on the opposite sofa. She
poured the tea and handed him his.
“Thank you.” He took his cup and sat it down on the coffee table. “How
was your trip to the country?” He had to start the conversation
somewhere.
“It was relaxing. I even had a chance to fish. Would you believe I
caught some for dinner?” she declared proudly.
“I am glad you enjoyed yourself.”
“Thanks. I need to talk to you about a few decisions I have made. Do you
have time?” She had to tell him at least a few things to start with.
“I have a much time as you need. What do you need to tell me?”
She took a deep breath. “First thing I need to tell you is that I quit
my job before I left for the cabin.”
He cocked his head to the side, a little confused. “Why Catherine? I
thought you loved your job.”
“I did at one time. But I want to live my life differently, and that
does not include sitting in the DA’s office for hours on end, not to
mention the danger. I want to live a peaceful life.”
“Have you decided what you want to do?”
“Yes, I think so. I want to open a small office so I can help those who
can’t afford legal help. I feel like that would be more gratifying than
what I was doing.”
“It sounds like you have thought this through. I will help you in any
way I can.”
“Thank you. I would appreciate any help I can get.” She picked up her
tea, trying to get up the nerve to tell him more.
He could feel she had more to say. “Catherine, tell me.”
She looked at him, trying to judge if she was ready to tell him of the
move. “You know that I never sold my father’s brownstone after he
passed. I am planning to move there. I have offered Jenny my apartment.
She has always liked it here and is excited to move in.” Wow, that
was a lot of information.
To say he was shocked was an understatement. He took a sip of his tea.
He wanted to make sure he didn’t say the wrong thing and hurt her
feelings. “These are big changes. Are you sure this is what you want to
do?”
“Yes I am sure. I don’t have to work. I still want to help others, but
in a different way. I want to move into the brownstone so I will have a
lot more room and maybe …” She looked down at her cup.
“And maybe what?”
She looked at him, not sure she could tell him more. She drank the last
of her tea and reached for the pot, but he picked up the pot first and
refilled her cup. He sat it down and looked at her again.
“And maybe what, Catherine?” He was starting to get anxious.
“And maybe I would be allowed to have an entrance to the tunnels made.”
She looked at him with pleading eyes.
He thought for a moment. “Yes, Catherine. If it is possible, we will
build you an entrance.”
Her face lit up. “Thank you.” She felt like she should leave it at that.
I don’t want to push my luck.
“So how is everything Below? Is everyone well?” she asked, desperate to
change the subject.
“All Below are well.” He looked at her and knew there was more. “Tell me
please, I know you have more on your mind.”
“No, that was it.” She never thought she would lie to his face.
He got up and came around the table to sit next to her. He put his arm
up on the back on the couch and silently invited her to join him. She
snuggled up against his side and put her head on his chest. He kissed
the top of her head. “Tell me, please.”
“Do you love me?” she asked in a whisper.
“Please look at me.” He gently lifted her chin to look her in the eyes.
“Yes, Catherine. I love you.”
She put her head back on his chest and held him tight. “I love you, very
much.” She whispered into his chest.
He held her tight still wondering where this conversation was going.
“Vincent I have something to ask you, but I am frightened.” She was
shaking a little.
He held her tighter. “You are frightened of me?” He couldn’t imagine her
ever being frightened of him.
“No! No, I am not frightened of you. I’m afraid of your answer to what I
want to ask.”
“Please, just ask.” Now he
was frightened.
“Would you join with me and be my husband?” She couldn’t believe the
words actually came out of her mouth.
He tensed up immediately. “Catherine, you know that is not possible. I
am not a normal man.” He felt how much that statement hurt her.
“I don’t see it that way, but I can’t make you do something you don’t
want. Please forget I even asked.” She was trying not to cry, but it
wasn’t working. She couldn’t look at him, and her heart was breaking.
“Will you excuse me for a moment?” She got up and headed for the
bathroom.
Vincent sat there not believing the conversation they had just had. He
knew she was hurt and didn’t know what to do. In his confusion and
terror, he grabbed his cloak and was over the balcony in a heartbeat.
She came out of the bathroom after she had composed herself to find
herself alone. She wasn’t surprised, but it still hurt. She sat down and
picked up her wish list. She read it once more and, with tears running
down her face, ripped out the page.
My wish list will never be
complete. She sat there holding one of the throw pillows and cried.
As he made his way below, he could feel her pain. He didn’t know what to
do. He would never hurt her like this deliberately, but did she really
know what she was asking? He knew deep in his heart the answer was yes.
She did know what she asked for.
She loves me and I love her.
Father had heard the message on the pipes that Vincent was back. He knew
he was supposed to be Above. Something was wrong, and he had to find out
what it was. Father cautiously entered his son’s chamber. “Vincent, are
you well?” Father asked, trying to test the water, so to speak.
“No, Father. I have hurt Catherine deeply and do not know how to fix
it.”
“What did you do that hurt her?” He knew he would never hurt her.
“Catherine asked me to be her husband. I told her no.”
“Why would you say no? I know how much you love each other.”
Vincent looked at his father as if he could not believe those words had
just come out of his mouth.
“Don’t look at me as if I have gone mad. You and Catherine belong
together. Can’t you see that?”
“Yes, Father, but what do I have to offer her? If I were her husband,
that would include being intimate with her. What if I hurt her in a
moment of passion?”
“I don’t believe you would hurt her. You have had times when no one
could reach you but Catherine. If you did not hurt her then, you would
never hurt her. Vincent, think hard about this before you just let her
slip away. I love her, as does everyone Below. I was beginning to
believe that you two could have a happy life together. The bond you
share is there for a reason. Don’t waste it. Please take time to really
think this through.”
Vincent sat up and looked at Father, as if looking for all the answers
to all the questions in life. “Father, do you believe in your heart of
hearts that I could make love to Catherine and not hurt her?”
“I do not think you could ever hurt Catherine.”
He just looked at Father as if waiting for him to say more.
“I will leave you with your thoughts my son. I will be in my chamber if
you need to talk. Good night.” Father gave his son a kiss on the
forehead and, with one last look, returned to his chamber.
Vincent was still awake when he realized it was morning, and out of
habit he reached for their bond. He knew she was awake, and the pain in
her heart was still there. Had he been wrong all this time?
Father was sick with worry. He knew Vincent would never want him to
interfere, but something had to be done. This unique, magical love
between Catherine and Vincent was meant to be. Father thought a great
deal of what Vincent had told him. He knew he himself had played a large
part in this whole mess. He was always discouraging the relationship
between his son and Catherine. He had to find a way to make this right.
But how? He couldn’t sleep. Watching his son in turmoil was too much. He
set out to find Vincent and have a talk. He found Vincent at the Great
Falls.
“Vincent, are you well?”
“No. I feel her pain, and I know I am the one who caused it. My heart
hurts as if it were her heart in my chest.”
“Have you ever thought that maybe you have been wrong about not having a
full relationship with Catherine?” Vincent opened his mouth, but Father
held up his hand to stop him. “Please just listen. You have this special
bond with Catherine. There has to be a reason for its existence. You
need to find it within yourself to overcome your fears and give each
other what was meant to be. You won’t hurt Catherine in a moment of
passion. I believe this with my whole heart. Just think about my words.
Your love for each other is worth everything Vincent.”
********
There was a knock at the door. Catherine looked through the peephole.
Father? She unlocked the door, opened it and stood there totally
confused. Father realized he should have sent a note ahead of time.
“Catherine, I’m sorry to arrive at your door unannounced.”
“It’s fine, Father. Please come in.” She showed him to a couch and took
a seat on the other.
“How is he Father?”
“He can feel how deeply he has hurt you. He is at a loss.”
“Please tell him I am sorry. I should have never put him in the position
I did. I knew he wasn’t ready … he probably will never be.”
“Never apologize for loving someone. He does feel blessed to be loved by
you.”
Her face crumbled. “Then why won’t he let me love him?”
Father got up and sat next to her. “Catherine, my dear, please don’t
cry. Vincent does love you. Please believe me. I don’t think he was
prepared for someone to love him as you do.”
“How do I face him now? I feel foolish for asking him to join with me.
But I can’t stop how I feel. Father, please. What do I do?” She held
Father, begging for answers.
“I blame myself for discouraging your relationship. I should have never
interfered. Your love for each other is unlike any I have witnessed in
my life. And to be honest, it frightened me.”
“What do I do now, Father? Please help us. He deserves to have a life as
any other man.”
“I know my dear. Please give my son a chance to find it in his heart to
accept what he deserves. And that is you.”
She began to cry. “Father, thank you. Please help him to see what can
be.”
“I will. I promise you I will. Now it is time for me to go. I have a
very important mission to accomplish.”
She walked him to the door. “I love you. Thank you.”
He kissed her cheek. “I will see you soon, Catherine. Don’t give up on
my son.”
“I would never give up on the best man ever to enter my life.”
Father
smiled because he knew in his heart she meant every single word.
She closed the door, leaned against it. She smiled. There was still
hope.
Vincent went in search of his father. He needed someone to talk to, but
Father was nowhere to be found. If anyone knew where he was it was Mary.
He found her in the nursery.
“Mary, do you know where Father might be?”
“Yes, he went above to see if Catherine was all right.”
He looked confused. Father never interfered! “Mary, are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure. He is concerned. He loves you both.”
“But Father never goes Above unless it is an emergency.”
“Maybe he felt yours and Catherine’s happiness is that important.”
He was shocked by that comment. “Do you have a moment to talk?”
“For you I always have time. Please have a seat.”
“Mary, do you really believe that Catherine and I are meant to be
together?”
“Yes, I do, and I know you would be happy together. What has brought
this on?” She looked confused.
“Catherine asked me to join with her and be a husband to her.”
“Congratulations, my boy. That is wonderful.”
“You do not understand. I told her no. Mary, I am not a normal man. What
do I have to offer her?”
Mary sighed; it hurt when she heard him refer to himself as not normal.
“First thing I want you to do for me is never tell me you are not
normal. You may be different, but you are definitely a man. Vincent, I
know Catherine thinks of you as a man, and she loves that man very, very
much. The love you have to offer her is all she wants and needs.”
He sat taking in her words. “Mary, do you really believe I could be a
husband to Catherine and that she would be happy?
“Yes, you would be a wonderful husband, and the two of you would be
happy together. Please listen to me carefully. I know in my heart of
hearts that you would be a wonderful husband. And I know she would be
proud to be your wife.”
“But I fear I might hurt her in a moment of passion. You know that would
destroy me.”
“Think about the times when you were out of control and no one could
reach you. Remember the time Paracelsus drugged you? Not even Father
could reach you. Catherine did, and you never hurt her. That was a
negative situation, but making love is a very positive and wonderful
one. You will only love her, and she you. Please believe me.”
“Mary, I do want to believe you. She is so hurt that I told her no. It
kills me to feel her pain and know I caused it.”
Mary sat next to him and cradled him in her arms. “My dear boy, you can
fix that and make Catherine very happy with just one word.” She paused.
“Just tell her yes. It is that simple.”
He held her a little tighter. “Thank you, Mary. I love you.”
“I love you also.”
Vincent headed to his father’s chamber to wait for his return. He probed
their bond to make sure Catherine was all right. He could feel that she
was not hurting as much as before and that there was hope. Father
must have had a talk with her. Oh, I hope she still wants me as her
husband.
Father returned to his chamber to find his son waiting for him. “Hello.
Are you waiting for me?” He knew he was, but just felt the need to ask.
“Yes. How is Catherine? Please tell me,” Vincent said.
“Could you wait until I have changed before we start this conversation?”
“Of course, Father. How rude of me.”
Father laughed. “It was not rude. I know you are anxious.”
He returned from his sleeping chamber dressed in his tunnel clothes. He
could almost laugh at the look on his son’s face. He sat down before the
questioning began.
“How is she, Father?”
He sighed. “She seemed to be a little better after we talked.”
Well, that told me nothing.
“Father, please just tell me.”
“When I arrived the first thing she had to know was that you were all
right. She apologized for putting you in that situation by asking you to
be her husband. She asked me to tell you she was sorry.”
A tear slid down his downy cheek. “Father, what do I do now? Please help
me.”
“Do you love her enough to join with her?” He had to know his son’s
feelings.
“Yes, I do. But with marriage comes intimacy.”
“That it does, but you could never hurt her physically. And I know in
your heart you know this to be true.”
“But how can you know this? I do not know the ways of love. I could only
be clumsy at best.”
Father sighed. He knew this was also his fault. He had never thought
Vincent would need to know these things. “You need to believe in the
love that you and Catherine share.”
Vincent lowered his head and whispered. “I do, Father. I do. Please help
me to understand what I need to know. I don’t want to disappoint her
after she has waited so long to have a life with me.”
Father and Vincent talked late into the night. After many hours of sex
education with Father, Vincent had much to think about. Vincent lay on
his bed wondering how it would feel with her in his arms. The thought of
seeing Catherine again scared him like nothing had scared him before in
his life. Vincent got up and sat at this writing table. He would send a
note to Catherine asking if he could come to see her tonight. He could
send one of the children to deliver his note. Maybe, just maybe, she
would say yes. Please, let Catherine find it in her heart to let me
see her.
********
Catherine heard a knocking on the door. Vincent? She opened the
door. It was one of her favorite tunnel dwellers.
“Hi, Geoffrey. Is everything all right?” she asked, trying not to sound
panicked.
“Yes, Vincent sent me here to deliver this note.” He handed the note to
Catherine.
She noticed that Geoffrey seemed to have something to say. “Tell me.”
“Catherine, we all miss you.” Geoffrey smiled.
“I miss you all as well. Thank you for bringing the note. Would you like
some cookies and milk while I read the note? It might require a reply.
Can you wait?”
“Of course I’ll wait.” Geoffrey looked around in awe. “Your home is
beautiful.”
Catherine smiled. “Thank you. When I move into my brownstone, you will
always be welcomed. I will have a tunnel entrance. There will be plenty
of books, TVs you can watch, and a computer you can use.” Geoffrey lit
up. He sat, eating his snack and waited for Catherine.
Catherine walked to the other room to read her note.
My Dearest Catherine,
Please forgive me for the pain I have caused you. I can only pray that
you still feel love for me and are willing to give me another chance. If
you will allow it, I would come to see you tonight. Please say yes. I
await your reply with a heart full of hopes and dreams.
Always and forever yours,
Vincent
Catherine read the note a second time with tears streaming down her
face. Did the note mean what she prayed it meant? Well, I’ll give him
a second chance and pray it means what I have been hoping for.
Geoffrey noticed the tears and was immediately upset. Catherine was very
special to him, and it hurt him when she was upset. Catherine wiped her
face and smiled.
“Geoffrey, I am just fine.” She gave Geoffrey a hug and a kiss on the
cheek and handed him her reply. Geoffrey headed home with Catherine’s
note and a heart full of hope that all would be well again.
Vincent was in his chamber, pacing as only he could. What was taking
so long? Geoffrey should have been back by now.
Geoffrey paused outside Vincent’s chamber. This was probably the most
important note he had ever delivered. Geoffrey stepped inside to deliver
her reply. Vincent accepted the note and thanked his young friend.
Geoffrey scrambled out the entrance leaving Vincent with the note that
would either destroy him or make him complete.
My beloved Vincent,
I would be honored to have you come to me tonight. I have missed you so,
and I do love you. You of all people deserve another chance. I will be
waiting for you with an open heart and open arms.
Love always,
Catherine
Vincent was on cloud nine. She still loved him and wanted to see him.
God help me make this right again. We belong together. It feels
so good to finally believe it.
Vincent realized that he had a few hours before it was dark enough to go
Above. He took a long soothing bath and dressed just for her. He wore
the linen shirt she loved. He put on his thigh high boots. He put the
pouch with her mother’s rose in it around his neck and grabbed his
cloak. He stopped to see his father before he left.
Father saw him standing in the entrance and smiled. There was no
mistaking where he was heading. “Vincent, come sit for a moment. I have
something I think you might want to take with you Above.” Father went to
his desk and removed a small box. He sat next to his son. “I want you to
take this with you and I pray you will find the need for it.” He handed
the box to his son and waited for his reaction.
Vincent opened it. The box contained Margaret’s wedding ring. With tears
in his eyes he looked at Father with a question on his face.
“I am not saying you have to ask Catherine, but I was hoping you might
want to. I know Margaret would love for you to give this to her. She
knew in the little time she spent with you two that you belonged
together. Now go to her. I hope it all works out, as I know you want it
to. Go with love and my blessing, son.”
Vincent could say nothing; he just gave his father a kiss and turned to
leave. Hopefully he would not be back home before dawn.
Catherine dressed with Vincent and her hopes in mind. She would not wear
a beautiful nightgown. She didn’t want to scare him off before he
entered the door, but she wanted him to look at her in awe. She took a
shower. She blow-dried her hair until it looked so soft that he would
not be able to resist the urge to touch it and run his fingers through
it. She wore very little makeup. She used a touch of her favorite
perfume. She went into the closet to choose the right outfit. She had a
long, soft, beautiful skirt and a blouse that was cut low in the front
and very low in the back. Under her skirt she wore only a pair of very
sexy silk panties. Maybe, just maybe, he would see them.
Catherine was so nervous that she felt a glass of wine was in order. She
prayed Father had been able to talk to him and make him see that a life
together was possible. Catherine knew she would always love only
Vincent. Father, I hope your talk with Vincent makes all the
difference.
As Vincent approached Catherine’s balcony, he could sense that she was
anxious to see him. You can do this. You would never hurt
Catherine. You love her. He started to think about the talk he and
Father had and his manhood started to respond. No ... not yet. I
can’t show up on her balcony with an arousal! Well, maybe I could.
He reached her balcony, took a deep breath and tapped on the door.
Catherine felt Vincent’s presence before he arrived on the balcony.
Quickly, she put her wish list back in the notebook and laid it on the
floor beside the sofa. Putting down her glass of wine and taking a deep
breath, she approached the door. She looked up at him. Oh, my God,
what a wonderful sight. That face, that beautiful face. Oh, how I have
missed you! “Please Vincent, come in.”
Vincent looked down at Catherine with tears in his eyes. She looked
lovely, and she was giving him another chance.
“Catherine, I am so sorry. Please forgive ...” He didn’t get out the
rest of his apology. Catherine lovingly
placed her hands on his face and gently pulled his lips to hers. He was
shocked, but very quickly let go and kissed her as he had always dreamed
of. After what seemed like a lifetime, the kiss ended. They held each
other from head to toe and everywhere in between. Heaven could be the
only word to describe this moment. Finally, she led him into the living
room.
“Vincent, would you like a glass of wine?” she asked, trying to get
herself together.
“Yes, thank you.”
She
went into the kitchen to fix his drink. Vincent looked around. He
noticed the notebook on the floor and picked it up to place it on the
coffee table. A page fell out. He picked it up and noticed his name on
the first line. It was her wish list, and the first item nearly broke
his heart. Her first wish was to have me as her husband. He
turned as she returned.
She noticed what was in his hand.
Oh, God. No. She
lowered her head.
“Don’t, Catherine. Please look at me.” He took the glasses of wine and
set them on the coffee table. He sat down, bringing her onto his lap.
“I love you. There is something I must ask you. Catherine, if you will
have me, I will devote what time we are blessed with loving you and
protecting you with my last breath ...” He lowered his head and
whispered, “And hopefully, one day, we will be blessed with a child or
two of our own.” He took a deep breath. “Catherine Chandler, will you
honor me by agreeing to be my wife, my lover, and soul mate for always?”
Catherine looked into Vincent’s eyes with a smile that could have lit
the entire city.
“Yes, Vincent. I want you as my husband, my lover, and soul mate, and
hopefully, one day, the father to our children.”
Vincent reached into his vest pocket and removed a small box. He opened
it and removed the ring.
“Catherine will you accept this ring as a symbol of my love and
devotion?”
“Yes. Oh, Vincent. Yes.”
Catherine woke with the feeling of warmth against her back from head to
toe. She glanced over her shoulder. It was the most beautiful sight –
Vincent naked, holding her close. She smiled and then realized how badly
she needed to use the bathroom. She slid from under Vincent’s arm,
trying not to wake him. She slid into the bathroom to relieve herself.
Oh, my. Did I have to go. As she returned to the bedroom, she
realized he was awake.
“Vincent, I think we could both use a shower. Care to join me?” she
asked over her shoulder, as she turned to go back to the bathroom. She
grabbed a stack of towels and set them by the sink and stepped into the
shower. He followed her and looked around. He had never seen a shower
like this before. She looked at him with a question in her eyes.
“What is it, Catherine?” he asked, a little panicked.
“Vincent, may I wash your hair and bathe you?”
He gave her a wicked smile and replied, “Yes, Catherine, as long as I
get the chance to do the same for you.” She just smiled and reached out
of the shower for a towel and placed it on the floor of the shower.
“Please kneel here.” He did as he was asked. She held the back of his
neck. “Lean back so I can wet your hair.”
She reached for the showerhead and slowly wet his head of luscious hair.
She reached for the shampoo as he wrapped his arms around her waist and
leaned against her breasts. She proceeded to wash his hair with such
tenderness. He just held onto her. He had not had his hair washed for
him since childhood. And nobody did it like Catherine. He felt so loved.
She put her hand behind his neck for support. “Close your eyes, love. I
would hate for anything to hurt your beautiful eyes.” She rinsed the
shampoo from his hair and then reached for her conditioner. Vincent
looked at her, confused.
“It’s a conditioner; it keeps your hair from tangling and makes it
easier to manage.” She applied enough so that she could run her fingers
through his hair. Ringlets started to form down his back and around his
face. He looked adorable.
“We need to leave the conditioner in for a few moments. While we wait,
may I start bathing you?”
He looked up at her with such an intense look of love. He stood, and she
took the soap and started to bathe him. She washed him with all the love
she possessed. She reached up to remove the showerhead from the wall and
started rinsing the conditioner from his hair and the soap from his
body.
“Oh, Catherine, I love you so.” He did not think life could get any
better.
“I love you too, Vincent.” He gave her a smile that was as wicked as she
had ever seen.
“Now it’s my turn.” He showed all his love in the way he washed her hair
and washed her body. By the time they had finished bathing each other
the hot water had come to an end. Vincent picked up Catherine and
carried her out of the shower. They dried each other off and went back
into the bedroom.
“Vincent, I have a robe for you. Would you like to try it on?” It fit
perfectly.
“Thank you for the thoughtful gift Catherine.” He smiled at her with so
much love. Catherine pulled her robe on.
“Vincent, let’s go to the kitchen and see what we have to eat. If I’m
hungry, I know you must be starved.” As Catherine started toward the
kitchen, there was a knock on the door. Vincent stayed in the bedroom to
wait. Catherine opened the door and there was Geoffrey with a large
basket of food.
“Father sent me; he didn’t want you to starve.” Catherine smiled and let
Geoffrey in. Vincent heard Geoffrey’s voice and came out of the bedroom.
Geoffrey handed him a note from Father.
Vincent,
I figured that when you did not return home this morning that all went
well. I am so happy for you and Catherine. William did not want you two
to starve, so he fixed the basket of food and requested it be delivered.
Enjoy yourself, and I’ll see you both this evening. I send you both my
blessing and all my love.
I love you both,
Father
He handed the note to her to read and asked for a piece of paper to
return a note to Father.
Father,
Thank you for all your help, support, love, and, most of all, your
blessing. I have wonderful news Father. Catherine has agreed to be
joined with me. Because of you, we will have our happy life. Please keep
this news to yourself. We would like to make the announcement ourselves.
We should be back Below this evening.
Love always,
Vincent and Catherine
Geoffrey took the note and returned Below. Catherine opened the basket
and discovered sausage biscuits, hash browns and fruit. She prepared
their plates. She put water on for tea for Vincent and started the
coffee maker for herself. Breakfast was delicious, and she was thankful
she didn’t have to try to cook something that would satisfy him.
She sat on the sofa sipping her
second cup of coffee, wondering what changes would have to be made. She
no longer had a job, so that was one obstacle that was gone. But would
they live Below, or would Vincent want to live Above with her. Or could
they do both.
He looked at her, wondering what was going on in that beautiful head of
hers. “Catherine, what troubles you so?”
“Oh, Vincent. Nothing is troubling me. I was just thinking about the
future.”
That statement confused Vincent. “What is it, Catherine?”
“Vincent, do you think you would be comfortable living part time in the
brownstone?”
“As long as I am with you, it does not matter where we are.” He smiled
wickedly. “And we will have all the privacy we could want in the
brownstone.”
“Oh, could we now? What would we need privacy for that we can’t have
below?” She looked him from his head to toe and back up to his groin.
Vincent picked up Catherine and swung her around. As their bodies
touched, talking about the future suddenly left their minds. Catherine
was all of a sudden picked up in Vincent’s arms and was heading to the
bedroom.
*********
Below, Father had Vincent’s note in hand and a smile on his face. So
they had worked things out. He was so happy for his son and Catherine.
Well, he knew Vincent wanted to keep this a secret, but he had other
plans. Father called a meeting of the counsel. He read the note from
Vincent to everyone. The applause was deafening. When the noise died
down, he had an idea.
“I expect Vincent and Catherine Below this evening. Why don’t we plan a
surprise joining for them?”
They looked at Father with confusion. They all knew Vincent wanted to
make the announcement, but they also loved Father’s idea. The planning
commenced. Ideas for the party started. Kanin had an idea for a new
chamber for the couple. He had been working on a large chamber a short
distance from the main hub. This would give the couple privacy. With
help, Kanin felt it could be done in a week. He pulled Father aside with
his idea. Father loved the idea and suggested a door also be installed.
His son would have the happy life he never thought could be for him.
When Vincent began to wake, all he was aware of was the soft warm body
next to his. She was lying with her arm around his waist, a leg over
his, and her head resting on his chest. Heaven. This is truly heaven.
And this is how it is going to be for the rest of my life.
She began to stir. She cuddled closer to the warmth that was Vincent.
She smiled and kissed his chest. “Oh, Vincent. I love you.” She held him
tighter.
“I love you, Catherine.” She looked at the clock on the bedside table.
It was 2 AM, and it was safe for him to return Below, but she had no
intention of letting him go without her. He must have picked up on her
emotions. “Catherine, we should get cleaned up so we can head Below. You
know I sent Father a note, but I don’t like the idea of worrying him
unnecessarily.”
“Yes, let’s do that. I will get a shower first and start packing a bag
while you take yours.”
He tried to look like he was pouting, but could never pull it off. She
just laughed, gave him a soft kiss and got up to head for the bathroom.
As she exited the shower, he was there waiting. He just wanted to get
another look at her naked body. He offered to help dry Catherine, but
she laughed, grabbed two towels and left to dress and pack. He hurried
through his shower, not wanting to be apart from her any more than was
necessary. When he came out of the bathroom, she was standing looking
down at something. She was deep in thought and didn’t hear his approach.
He gently kissed her shoulder.
That made her jump. “Vincent, you startled me.”
“What were you thinking about?” he asked curiously.
“I was looking at my beautiful ring and thinking about spending the rest
of my life with you.”
Catherine pulled away and reached for the bedside table. She turned with
his pouch in her hand, and he bent down so she could put it around his
neck. He picked up her crystal and put it around her neck, just as he
had done two years ago.
He kissed her softly. “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
He held out his hand. “Come, let’s go Below.”
It was close to 4 AM when they began their trip through the tunnels to
reach Vincent’s chamber. They dropped off her bag and headed for
Father’s chamber. It was very early, but they wanted to see him and let
him know his son was home safe.
Father was up early. He had not been able to sleep with his son not
home, and he had many preparations going through his head. Father heard
their footsteps and looked up. “Vincent. Catherine. Welcome home.”
She ran into Father’s arms. Vincent watched as Catherine and Father
embraced. To have the two people he loved most embracing was everything.
He waited his turn and hugged his father. “Father, I hope you didn’t
worry yourself too much in my absence.”
Father just smiled. “Vincent, you were in safe-keeping in Catherine’s
hands. I had no need to worry.”
Vincent just smiled. Father didn’t know how right he was. “Father,
Catherine and I are going for a walk. We will meet you here in a while
and join you for breakfast.”
“I look forward to having breakfast with you. Enjoy your walk.” They
headed for the falls. They wanted to enjoy their favorite spot.
While they were gone, Father got everything started for their surprise.
He went to the kitchen to let William know their favorite couple was
back. William’s kitchen crew was summoned from their beds to start
preparing breakfast. The celebration would include Vincent’s favorite
breakfast – pancakes. Another group of children were assigned to wake up
the others. All the counsel’s plans were a go. Everyone was excited to
surprise the happy couple.
When they arrived at their spot, Vincent put down his cloak to protect
Catherine from the chill. He sat leaning against a boulder and invited
her to sit between his legs. She rested against his chest with his arms
wrapped around her. This was how it was going to be from now on.
“Vincent, I always loved this spot, but now it seems even more
beautiful. Soon this will be my home.” Catherine sighed.
“Catherine, this is your home. Anywhere with you is home to me. I love
you.” They held each other and enjoyed the serenity of the falls.
Vincent started kissing Catherine’s neck and held her tighter.
“Vincent, don’t start something we can’t finish. Anyone could walk in on
us,” Catherine reminded Vincent.
“I know, but I just cannot help myself.”
Catherine smiled and held his arms around her tighter. “Vincent, do you
have a date in mind for our joining?”
He thought for a minute. “How about our anniversary?”
“But that is only two weeks away. Is that enough time?”
Vincent smiled. “It is more than enough time in my mind. What do you
think?”
She smiled and replied, “Vincent, I would join with you today, if you
asked. But I can wait two weeks to become your wife.” Catherine sighed.
“Your wife … I can’t believe all my dreams are coming true.”
Vincent held her tighter. “It is my dream as well Catherine, I love
you.” They enjoyed their time together for a while, then made their way
to Father’s chamber to join him for breakfast. As
they entered Father’s study, Vincent noticed Father was deep in thought.
“Father, are you well?” he asked, picking up on Fathers emotions.
“Yes, Vincent. Just hungry. Shall we?” The three made their way to the
dining hall. Vincent noticed that no other tunnel dwellers were in the
passageways. Something was going on, but he didn’t have enough time to
dwell on it.
As the entered the hall, everyone yelled “Congratulations!!!!” Catherine
was startled and jumped; Vincent’s arms were around her immediately.
“Father, I asked you to let us announce our plans to join,” he stated,
slightly annoyed.
“Vincent, you are my son, and Catherine, you are my daughter, therefore
it’s my privilege. Please indulge his old man.”
“Father, you are not that old.” Catherine started to giggle, which soon
turned into laughter.
“We love you Father.”
All joined in and congratulated the couple. Breakfast consisted of
stacks of pancakes, sausage, hash browns, and fruit, and, of course,
plenty of tea. Breakfast ended up being a celebration. Everyone was
smiling, enjoying the companionship and love that surrounded all.
Everyone was happy to see their favorite couple together again, and now
they were to be joined (sooner than they could imagine). Vincent stood
behind Catherine with his arms wrapped around her. The excitement in the
tunnels was at a level he had never before experienced. The love in the
room wrapped tightly around them.
When breakfast was complete, Mary went to Catherine. She bent and
whispered in her ear.
“Catherine would you join me for a moment in my chamber? I have
something I would like to show you.” Catherine excused herself. Vincent
looked on curiously.
Before he could ask, Father was by his side. “Vincent, would you care to
join me while you await Catherine’s return?” Vincent rose from his chair
and followed Father to his chamber.
Catherine followed Mary to her chamber. When they arrived Mary asked
Catherine to sit. “Catherine, I know this is all unexpected, but please
indulge us.” Mary opened her wardrobe and pulled out a beautiful white
satin wedding dress. Catherine’s mouth dropped open as Mary held the
dress in front of her. “Catherine, we all love you dearly and are all
very happy for you and Vincent” She paused, not knowing how she would
react. “We have planned your joining with Vincent for this morning, and
this is your dress.”
Catherine looked at Mary with tears in her eyes. “Oh, Mary. I love you.
I couldn’t be happier. I had just told Vincent earlier that I would join
with him today if it were possible. Now I am getting my wish.”
Mary hugged Catherine and kissed her cheek. “Now let’s try this on. I
hope the adjustments are right.” Catherine slipped on the dress, and, of
course it fit perfectly.
Vincent was with Father in his study, and Father was acting strangely.
“Father, what is going on? I am feeling strong emotions from Catherine.”
Father just looked at his son for a moment. Father went to his wardrobe
and pulled out a new vest and trousers and handed them to Vincent. The
ladies had worked late into the night preparing his new clothes.
“Vincent, my son, you will have to indulge us. These are new clothes for
you to wear. You and Catherine are to be joined this morning.”
He looked at Father as if he had lost his mind. Perhaps he had. “Father,
what are you talking about?”
Father smiled a smile that lit up his chamber. “Catherine is with Mary
at this moment changing into her gown.” Vincent didn’t know what to say,
but he knew a good thing when he heard one. He took the clothes from
Father, smiled and went to change.
“Catherine, you look beautiful.”
Catherine looked into the mirror. “Mary, this is beautiful, and it fits
perfectly. Thank you.”
Mary helped her dress and fix her hair. She presented Catherine with two
roses, one red and one white, bound with a piece of ribbon.
“Oh Mary, you have thought of everything.” She was overwhelmed.
Father went to Vincent’s chamber to check on him. He was dressed in his
white shirt that Catherine loved, his new trousers, and new vest. Father
stopped in his tracks. “Vincent, I have never seen you look so
handsome.”
Vincent was a little taken back by his statement.
“Yes, Vincent, you heard me. You look handsome. I know Catherine will be
pleased. Are you ready?”
Vincent nodded and hugged his father. “Thank you, Father, for everything
you have done. You have saved my life and given us a gift beyond
imagination.”
They left and headed back to the dining hall. When they entered, all of
the breakfast food and dishes were put away. All the tables and chairs
had been moved to make room for the ceremony. Vincent smiled and looked
down at his father. “Father, thank you for everything. I love you.”
Father smiled and escorted his son to the front of the room to take
their places. Vincent stood looking out into all the smiling faces
around him. He felt such love it was almost overwhelming.
Mary put on the finishing touches. Catherine radiated with love. Mary
led Catherine back towards the dining hall. Catherine held Mary’s hand
tightly. She felt like she might melt from the excitement.
They stopped in the corridor. Mary released her hand and someone else
took it. She looked to her side with a very surprised look on her face.
“Peter?”
Peter smiled. “Cathy, do you think I would let you make this step
without me? I am here to give you away. I know your father and mother
are smiling down on you today, but I have the honor of giving you to
Vincent.”
She hugged Peter with all the love she felt for him. “Thank you, Peter.
I love you.”
Peter stepped back. “Cathy, I love you.” Peter slipped her hand into the
crook of his arm and led her into the hall.
Everyone turned as Catherine entered. She looked so beautiful and
radiant. Her smile lit the room as they made their way towards Father
and Vincent. He had never seen her look so beautiful, and the tears
began to slide down his cheeks. Catherine’s eyes locked with his, and
there was no longer anyone else in the room, just the two of them. Peter
escorted her to Vincent; he kissed her cheek and put her hand in
Vincent’s.
Vincent whispered, “Catherine you are so beautiful.”
She looked shyly at Vincent. “You don’t look so bad yourself, my love.”
They held hands and turned to Father.
“We are gathered here today to witness the joining of these two very
special people. This is a joining that has always been intended to be.
Their love has been tested time and again, but their love has always won
out over every obstacle. Once they were separate, only half of
themselves, until that night when fate brought them together, never to
be separate again. My God bless this union through eternity. Vincent,
would you like to speak your own vows to Catherine?”
Vincent smiled. “Yes, Father.” He turned to Catherine, holding her hands
in his. “Catherine, you have come into my life and made me whole. You
are all that I shall ever need to be happy. I love you, and I take you
as my wife, my friend, my lover, and my soul mate for always.”
Catherine looked up into his beautiful face with tears. “Vincent, you
have also come into my life and made me whole. You are all I will ever
need to make me happier than I thought was even possible. I love you and
take you as my husband.” She had to stop to catch her breath. Vincent
held her hands tighter and sent all his love to her through their bond.
She tried to start again. “I take you as my husband, my friend, my
lover, and my soul mate for always.”
They both whispered, “I love you.” Father cleared his throat and
continued.
“You have both pledged yourselves to the other. Cherish each other
always. Never take the other for granted. Embrace your love and share it
with all around you. In the name of God, I pronounce you husband and
wife. You may kiss each other.” Vincent took Catherine in his arms and
kissed her with all the love he felt. They separated and Father
continued. “May I present to you, Vincent and Catherine Wells.”
The hall erupted with cheers. They could not believe they were husband
and wife. She looked up at her new husband and asked, “Husband, would
you please kiss me again?” Vincent took her breath away with his kiss.
He lifted Catherine off her feet and swung her around like a child.
“My
dearest wife, you never have to ask.”
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