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BEHIND
THE SCENES SEASON
2
TELL ME HOW IT FELT FOURTH
IN THE SERIES BY KATHY DE Catherine came in to work
early again. She and Joe were finishing up on the Randall case and she
had last minute files to complete for today’s hearing. Rita came over and laid
some files on her desk. “Good morning, Cathy. Here’s that information
you said you needed first thing this morning.” Catherine took it from her
outstretched hand. “Thanks, Rita. I owe you one.” She looked up
tentatively. “How long did it take?” Rita shrugged. “A few extra
hours last night, I finished up this morning.” Knowing she herself had
gotten to the office extra early, Catherine checked her watch, it read
8:05 a.m. “Rita, what time did you come in?” Rita blushed. “6:30 ...
it’s no big deal, really. The important thing is it got done.” Catherine sighed. “Yes, but
you must have gotten very little sleep. Didn’t you work last night at
the crisis center?” “Yeah, I did. I have to
work tonight again too.” Catherine nodded with
understanding. “I told Sheila I’d work an extra shift on Thursday. They
seem to be short-handed this time of the year.” Rita sighed. “Yes, and with
the holidays coming there are so many more calls. Did you know that the
holidays have the highest rate of suicides?” “Yeah, if people would just
take a minute to count their blessings instead of searching frantically
for the Norman Rockwell Christmas displayed on cards they might find
peace and happiness within themselves.” “Escobar, Chandler ...” Joe
walked up to Catherine’s desk with a grin. “... are you two ladies
chit-chatting when we’ve got a major case going to court in a few
hours?” Rita blushed at the
reprimand while Catherine rolled her eyes. She looked over at Rita and
shook her head. “Don’t let the slave driver get to you, you’ve already
worked your hours this week.” A shout came from Kenny
from across the office. “Escobar ... it’s for you ... they said it was
an emergency!” Just then Catherine’s phone
rang and Rita picked it up quickly. “Hello.” She listened to the other
person for a few seconds then finally responded. “I’m on my way. Yes,
its fine ... I’m sure my boss will understand ... No, really ... I’m
leaving right now.” Rita hung up then turned to
Joe, who scowled. “This better be good Escobar!” Rita had tears in her eyes
as she pleaded to be able to leave. “That was my sister. My parents were
in a car accident this morning. They’re both headed to surgery. Joe,
I’ve got to go!” Joe took her hand and
squeezed it lightly. “Go, I’ll get one of the interns to cover for you.” Catherine came over and
hugged her. “Let us know if there’s anything we can do ... ” Rita backed away and smiled
weakly as she nodded. “I will.” She took a few steps and turned back to
Catherine. “Oh, no! The crisis center! Could you call Sheila for me,
maybe she can find someone to cover for me?” Catherine shook her head.
“Nope, I’ll cover for you myself. What time is your shift?”
“7:00
to 10:00 ... ” “Okay, I’ve got it
covered.” “Thanks, Cathy!” Rita said
as she hurried away. Joe looked at Catherine
quizzically. “Crisis center? Don’t tell me you leave here and volunteer
at a hotline place?” “Okay, I won’t tell you…” “Are you bucking for an
award from Mother Teresa?” Catherine blushed. “No!” Joe’s hands landed on his
hips as he smirked at her. “Living in your penthouse apartment, how the
hell did you find out about the Crisis Center?” “You know, just because I’m
well off doesn’t mean I live in a bubble!” She watched him look away,
clearly embarrassed about teasing her. She sighed as she continued
explaining, “A few months ago, I overheard Rita talking about it in the
break room one day. I asked her about getting involved. After a few
weeks of training, I started volunteering a few days a week ... ” Joe shook his head in
amazement at her kindness. “Chandler ... you’re all right, you know
that!” She smirked. “High praise
coming from you!” “No, I mean it ... you’re a
good person ... inside and out.” She shrugged it off. “I was
given a second chance, Joe. I just want to try to offer that to someone
else.” Joe nodded as he took back
two of the files he handed her earlier. “I’ll handle these so you can
finish up here early and cover for Rita.” “Thanks, Joe!” “I’m a sucker,” he mumbled
as he walked away. Catherine teased. “No,
you’re not. You’re one of the good guys!” Joe walked into his office
and closed the door as Catherine got back to work.
***************************** Late that afternoon,
Catherine walked into Joe’s office. “I finished these files for you. I’m
heading out so I can grab something to eat before work.” Joe nodded distractedly
from his files, then suddenly looked up. “Oh, Rita called about 10
minutes ago. Her father’s out of surgery and both parents are being put
into the same room.” He looked for a small sheet of paper and finally
found it. “Room 318.” “Thanks, Joe. Maybe I can
send a card tomorrow morning ... ” Joe dug into his pocket and
handed her $40 dollars. “Everyone pitched in; could you do me a favor
and see that some flowers are sent?” Catherine took the money.
“Sure, I’d be happy to ... I’ll stop by the florist first thing in the
morning. Night, Joe.” She turned to leave and Joe
made a split second decision and called her back. “Chandler?!” Catherine
turned around and looked at him expectantly. “Can I offer some advice?” She shrugged. “Sure.” He nodded at the door.
“Will you close the door please?” Catherine’s eyebrows rose
in surprise but she closed the door and then walked to stand in front of
him. “What is it?” Joe cleared his throat and
looked at her uneasily. It had taken him a second to decide to say
something and now he was unsure how to proceed. “It’s about something
you said earlier ... about working at the Crisis Center ... ” Catherine frowned in
confusion, wondering what she had said. “Yes ... ” “Well ... you ... ” Joe
sighed. “You said you were given a second chance at life and that you
wanted to offer that same chance to someone else ... ” Catherine nodded. “Yes,
that’s what I said.” “Cathy, you do know that
the first rule over there is no personal involvement?” She shrugged indifferently.
“Yeah, I know the rules, Joe. Why are you pointing them out to me?” Joe came around and leaned
against his desk as he crossed his arms in front of him. “Because I know
you ... You’re too kind hearted not to get personally involved in those
cases.” “I’ve been working there
two months and I haven’t gotten involved with one yet.” Joe frowned as he shook his
head. “Then the right one just hasn’t come through yet. Mark my words
though, one of the cases will stick out in your mind and you’ll get
involved.” “So!” Joe took her hand in his.
“I don’t want to see you get hurt.” Catherine squeezed his hand
in reassurance and then let it drop. “I won’t.” “Cath, you can’t save them
all ... ” Catherine frowned as she
turned to walk out the door. “I know.”
******************************* Five hours later, Joe’s
prediction came true. Catherine picked up the phone and the woman on the
other end sounded desperate. As she talked, Catherine could hear the
despair in her voice. She sighed with relief when the caller finally
agreed to meet her at a nearby diner for soup.
The woman glanced around
the empty diner then headed towards Catherine’s booth and stood silently
at the edge. “Hi.” Catherine greeted. “Hi,” the woman finally
replied. She glanced nervously at
the door and Catherine wondered if she was planning on walking out.
“Have a seat…please…”
Catherine begged. The woman slipped into the
booth but wouldn’t make eye contact with her. Catherine tried to stay
positive and smiled warmly. “I’m glad you came.” “Free cup of soup, right?” “Sure…why not.” Catherine’s calm demeanor
worked at putting the woman at ease. She learned that Lena was due to
have her first child any day and she started to open up about the
hardships in her life. As Lena told Catherine
about her life, she could literally see her wilting in front of her
eyes. Lena’s spirit had been broken and she was giving up on life.
Catherine listened to her and felt that there was a chance to save Lena
and her baby and find them a place they could belong. The hour grew late and Lena
struggled to her feet. “I need to get home.” Catherine decided to talk
to Vincent about her and see if there was a way she could be allowed to
bring Lena Below. “Lena, can you meet me here tomorrow morning? We could
talk some more ... ” Lena looked at her undecidedly and Catherine added.
“ ... Maybe have a nice breakfast ... ” Lena had been unable to
work and was living on handouts from her friends. Because of the free
meal, she decided to take Catherine up on her offer. “Okay, I’ll be here
9:00?” Catherine smiled. “That
would be perfect.” Lena waddled out of the
restaurant while Catherine settled the bill. ************************* In the taxi on the way
home, Catherine frowned when she realized that Joe had been right. Lena
was the one case she couldn’t turn her back on. She had broken all the
rules and had gotten personally involved. What Joe didn’t know was that
Catherine had a world of people she could depend on for help. She let herself into her
apartment and headed immediately to the phone. She placed phone call
after phone call to various shelters and group homes and one person
after another gave her much of the same information. She sighed and
headed to the bedroom with the intention of changing clothes and heading
Below to talk to Vincent. She was only a little surprised to see him
waiting for her on the balcony. She hurried out the sliding doors of her
dining room. “Hi, Vincent.” “Good evening, Catherine.” “Have you been out here
long?” He shrugged. “You were on
the phone; I didn’t want to disturb you. I was just enjoying your
decorations; they’re very beautiful. They make the balcony, seem warm
and inviting.” She smiled. “I’m glad you
like them. I’ve never had a reason to decorate the balcony before and
now that it’s the holidays ... I wanted to make it festive for us out
here as well as inside.” Vincent nodded shyly then
cocked his head inquiringly at her. “Yet, you don’t feel very festive on
the inside.” With the reminder of Lena
brought to the surface, Catherine’s smile faded. “No, I don’t. In fact,
I was just coming to see you.” He smiled knowingly. “I
thought perhaps you might ... I could feel your turmoil ... ” She reached out and
squeezed his arm and nodded. “So naturally you came to see me first.” He blushed. “I wanted see
if I could help.” “I could sure use some.” “What is it, Catherine?” Catherine began to pace as
she related her story. “You already know that I’ve been working at the
crisis center ... ” He nodded and she continued. “I received a call
tonight from a woman, well, a young girl actually. This time, it was
different somehow from all the other calls I’ve ever received. I could
actually hear the desperation in her voice reaching to me across
the line. My shift was ending and I begged her to meet me. I couldn’t
take a chance and leave her alone.” Vincent blinked in surprise
at her blatant disregard of the rules. Catherine frowned then looked
into his eyes and shrugged. He knew her so well he expected her to say
something like this. He took her hand and caressed it as he smiled. “And
you couldn’t stop yourself from becoming personally involved.” Catherine nodded. “Her name
is Lena. She told me she was sexually abused as a child by her step
father. One night, when she was fourteen, he got violent with her. She
went to her mother, who accused her of seducing him. Knowing that her
mother was a full blown drug addict, she realized the abuse would
continue so she ran away. She’s been trying to make a living selling
herself on the streets ever since it happened.” “How could a mother turn
her back on her own child ... her own flesh and blood?” Catherine heard something
in his voice that made her look up at him. She wondered if he was
talking about his own experience in life. “Vincent, sometimes
circumstances make people do desperate things ... later, when things
turn towards the positive, they’re filled with regret and have to live
with their decisions for the rest of their lives.” Vincent shook himself from
his reverie. “What else did Lena tell you?” “She said she was tired of
standing alone and looking at the world from the outside in ... there
was something in her voice ... I don’t know ... a calling out to be a
part of something ... to belong .... She’s really just a girl ... alone
... in a dangerous city ... and it’s Christmas!” “So many have come into
your life Catherine ... this girl must have truly touched you.” “She’s dying, Vincent! The
streets are killing her and she’s fighting to hold onto her spirit.” She
stepped closer to him. “And she’s carrying a child! She told me that she
would rather see the baby die then bring another life into this world!” “How can it be that this
world could have no more to offer her?” “I’ve talked to a dozen
shelters and a dozen social workers but I don’t think ... I know…she
won’t respond. She doesn’t have the strength anymore or the hope.” “Then she has lost her
way.” “I’m afraid to think of
what may happen to her, Vincent, if she’s left alone. She’s so far away
from herself. I broke every rule by going to see her ... ” Vincent interrupted her.
“Perhaps Father can break a few rules of his own.” Catherine looked relieved.
“I was hoping we could talk to him, present Lena’s case!” “I’ll go speak to Father;
you stay here and try to get some sleep. It’ll be quite late but I’ll
try to return with an answer tonight ... .” Catherine nodded. “I’m
supposed to meet with Lena in the morning. If I can bring her good news
.... Vincent no matter what time, I’ll be here waiting.”
***************************** Father looked up in
confusion as Vincent entered the library. “Vincent! I thought you were
going Above to visit Catherine ... ” Vincent nodded. “I did.
Father there is something I must talk to you about, it’s a request that
Catherine had made.” Father grimaced. “Hmmm, I
can only imagine from the look on your face that this isn’t about a
picnic or an extra special dinner.” “No.” “Well, this doesn’t sound
good.” Vincent smiled at his
wariness then looked down at his hands, becoming serious again he looked
up. “Catherine met a young woman today who she felt was crying out for
help. Help that Catherine thinks our world could provide.” “So, she’s asking if she
may bring someone to live Below?” “Yes.” Father shook his head.
“Vincent, you know we have a process that we normally follow and…” “And we’re asking you
Father to make an exception.” Father nodded and sighed.
“How did Catherine come to meet this woman?” Vincent looked up at him.
“Do you remember that I told you Catherine volunteers at a Crisis Center
a few nights a week?” Father’s frown deepened.
“Don’t tell me this woman was someone who called in to the center?
Vincent! Catherine has broken a very important rule. Most of the
shelters warn against getting personally involved!” “Father, how could she help
herself? She said the woman’s voice was filled with desperation.” “She was suicidal?” Vincent shook his head. “I
... don’t know ... she gave Catherine the sense that she had lost all
hope.” Father shook his head.
“Vincent, I’m not sure that we’re capable of dealing with someone who is
... ” Vincent interrupted him
again. “Father, she is carrying a child as well.” Father sat back heavily in
his seat to give his mind time to grasp the entire situation. Suddenly
his eyes narrowed and he asked. “What about the girl’s family?” “Her mother is an addict,
for years she’s allowed her new husband to molest her daughter. Lena
left when he started to get violent.” Father thought for a few
more seconds. “The baby’s father?” Vincent looked up to gauge
his father’s reaction. “To survive, Lena chose to sell herself on the
streets ... ” Father grimaced again. “So
she has no idea who ... ” He shook his head clearing his thoughts. “Do
you know how far along she is in her pregnancy.” Vincent shrugged, so Father
continued, “No matter, I’ll take it to the other council members, but
I’m sure that they will agree to meet with this young girl.” “Catherine’s to meet with
her tomorrow morning at 9:00 for breakfast.” “Thanks for giving me so
much time,” Father answered sarcastically. Vincent smiled; he knew his
Father had been swayed. “Can I tell her to arrange a meeting?” Father nodded as he rolled
his eyes. “Yes, I’ll walk to the threshold of Catherine’s apartment
building myself. I’ll speak to Lena then and determine if she is a
candidate to come live Below.” “Perhaps I can stay in the
shadows, and if I feel something is amiss I can warn you.” “That’s a good idea; you do
have good sense when it comes to reading people.” Vincent stood. “I’ll tell
Catherine the good news. Thank you, Father.” “Um ... Vincent. Until we
know more about Lena, perhaps it would be a good idea if you stayed ...
” Father grimaced as he stopped and looked away. Vincent followed his train
of thought. “Hidden?” “Yes.” “I’ll do that, Father.” Father rushed to explain.
“It’s just that ... ” Vincent held up his hand to
stop him. “I know; we don’t want to frighten her.” Vincent left quickly as
Father tried to still the ache in his heart. He hated reminding Vincent
of his differences and when things like this happened it was always hard
to ask Vincent to hide himself away in his own home.
***************************** Catherine came out of her
bathroom and was surprised to see a shadow out on her balcony. Vincent’s
face appeared as he tapped on her window. Catherine rushed outside.
“That was quick! I didn’t expect you back so soon.” Vincent took her hands in
his and Catherine jumped to the wrong conclusion. “He said no!” She
dropped his hands and started to pace furiously. “She’ll die out there,
Vincent! I’m not sure how more she can take! She ... ” Vincent grabbed Catherine’s
arm and stopped her as she walked by. “He did not say no.” Catherine blinked with
confusion. “He didn’t?” “Father has agreed to meet
Lena at your threshold tomorrow morning right after your breakfast.” Catherine leapt up and
threw her arms around Vincent’s neck. “Oh, thank you! Thank you for
convincing Father.” Vincent smiled warmly and
tightened his embrace. “You’re welcome, Catherine, but to Father’s
credit, it was the mention of the unborn child that swayed him.” “It doesn’t matter how he
was swayed only that he was. I can’t wait to tell Lena about the world
Below.” “Perhaps Father will spend
time tomorrow on their walk back explaining about our world.” Catherine’s brow furrowed
in confusion. “You won’t be there?” “No, we thought it would be
best for Lena to get settled first. Father is worried about what her
medical care has been up to this point and he wants to observe her for a
few days.” “I won’t be able to come
Below with them either, I have to get back to the office after I drop
Lena off.” “That’s all right,
Catherine. She’ll be safe with us.” Catherine nodded, then
sighed. “It seems like we keep meeting each other in passing. Maybe you
can come over tomorrow night?” Vincent shook his head. “I
have sentry duty to cover.” Catherine frowned. “The
next night I have to work at the crisis center again.” It was Vincent’s turn to
sigh. “Perhaps the following night ... ” Catherine nodded and placed
her head against his chest. “I’ll miss you.” Vincent tightened his
embrace and a few seconds later, Catherine’s phone rang and interrupted. He backed away slowly. “Be
well.” “You too, Vincent.” She ran for the phone as
she watched him leave.
******************************** Catherine picked up the
phone on the third ring. “Hello.” “Hi, stranger!” “Jenny! My God, I haven’t
heard from you in forever!” “I know, I know ... I got
your messages but every time I returned them you weren’t home.”
Catherine chuckled as Jenny pretended to be angry. “So who in the hell
have you been spending your nights with? Someone who’s tall, dark, and
handsome?” Catherine blushed as she
thought to herself. ‘Vincent’s not really dark so I guess two out of
three are correct.’ Instead she nervously giggled into the phone.
“Actually, I’ve been volunteering at the crisis center a few nights a
week.” “Wow! Now I feel bad. Here
I am poking fun at you and you’re out doing good deeds.” Catherine giggled again.
“Well, you can make it up to me when are you free for lunch?” “Tomorrow?” Catherine frowned. She knew
that by the time she got Lena settled she would arrive at work too late
to be spending time over a leisurely lunch. “No, I can’t do tomorrow.
What about Thursday?” Jenny flipped the page in
her appointment book. “Nope, what about Friday?” Catherine sighed. “Court.
Monday?” They were used to the game
of trying to find an agreeable date in both their busy schedules and
fell easily into synch with one another. “Book signing ... Tuesday I
have to take my mom to therapy.” Catherine flipped the pages
in her calendar. “How’s your mom doing, Jen?” “Good, her knee is coming
right along.” “Great ... .um ...
.Wednesday I have court.” “Thursday?” Jenny asked
hopefully. Catherine looked at the
date. “I’m open!” “What, did you say ...
you’re open?” “Yep, I’m free that day!” “Me, too! But not anymore.
Start writing ... lunch Jenny 12:00 ... . how does Abuelos sound?” “Mexican sounds good to
me!” “Meet you there?” “Yeah, Jen! I can’t wait!” “Take care, Cathy.” “You too, bye Jen!” Catherine hung up and
smiled as she got herself ready for bed. She missed talking to Jenny and
she was glad they came up with an open date. Her thoughts turned to Lena
and she sat back anxiously. She couldn’t wait to deliver the good news
to her in the morning. She chewed her lip nervously as she realized for
the first time that Lena might not show up. Catherine could have kicked
herself for not pressing for more information on where Lena lived. She sighed as she settled
down into the pillows. “She’ll be there!” she thought quietly to
herself. “Think positive!”
******************************* The next morning, Catherine
woke early and got herself ready. She couldn’t wait to get to the
restaurant. She had decided to go early and get a secluded table for her
and Lena to sit at. The restaurant was busy and Catherine gave the
waiter a huge tip to leave the booth next to them empty. There was still a half hour
before Lena was scheduled to arrive, so Catherine opened her briefcase
and brought out some case files. She hoped to get some work done while
she waited. At 9:15, the waiter came to
refill Catherine’s coffee cup. She frowned when she saw the time on the
big clock on the wall. “She’s not coming!” was her first thought. Through the window,
Catherine saw Lena waddling her way through the crowds. She fell back
against her seat in relief and quickly put her files away. She watched as Lena hovered
indecisively at the front of the door. Finally she took a deep breath
and walked in. Catherine stood and
motioned for her. “Lena!” Lena smiled timidly and
headed towards Catherine. Catherine motioned for her to sit down. Once she was settled,
Catherine initiated the conversation. “I wasn’t sure you were coming ...
” Lena sighed. “I didn’t
sleep very well last night. Then when I finally did fall asleep I guess
I was just so exhausted I overslept. I’m sorry.” Catherine patted her hand.
“Don’t be sorry. I’m glad you came.” The waiter came and the two
ordered breakfast. They made small talk about the weather and the
headlines until their meals came. Lena looked at her
ruefully. “I never know where my next meal is coming from. Thanks for
this and for last night.” Catherine nodded and set
down her fork. “Lena, what would you say if I told you that you would
never have to worry again about where the next meal for you or your baby
comes from?” “I’d say I must be in
heaven!” “I know of a special place,
a secret place, where people live and take care of each other. They work
together to live and make their place a comfortable home.” Lena smiled. “That sounds
nice.” “Would you like to go to
this place and meet its people? You could decide then if you would like
to be a part of it.” “Is it in New York?” Catherine thought about how
to answer that question. “Technically, yes.” Lena looked puzzled at her
strange answer. “How do I get there?” Catherine leaned forward.
“I’ll take you there. You’ll need to meet the leader of the community
first. He’s a man everyone calls Father ... ” Lena looked frightened
again. “It’s a cult!” Catherine reached for her
hands. “No ... no .... Look, I’m sorry ... I know this sounds odd but I
need you to trust me. If you don’t like this place we’ll leave
together.” Lena rubbed her hand
protectively over her stomach as she pondered. “There’s always food
there?” Catherine watched the
loving gesture and was flooded with desire. She blinked with surprised
that in that instant she thought of what it would be like to be carrying
Vincent’s child. She quickly shook her head to clear the image. “Yes,
there’s always delicious food available. William, the head cook sees to
that.” Lena became suspicious.
“Will I have to ... um ... ” She stopped, unable to finish her thought. Catherine wondered what she
had wanted to ask. “What Lena? What is it?” Lena sighed. “Will I have
to ... work? You mentioned a few men…will I be expected to ... you know
... ” Catherine was horrified.
“My God! Lena, no! No one would expect you to sleep with them in return
for food and shelter.” Lena shrugged, clearly
embarrassed. “I ... didn’t know ... ” “Lena, don’t get me wrong.
Once you have the baby and are feeling better, you will have to
contribute to the community. But I’d guess you’ll either have to work in
the nursery or the kitchen, maybe the laundry.” She smiled widely. “I can
handle that stuff.” “Good.” Catherine left
money on the table for the check. “Come on, Father’s waiting to meet
you.”
*******************************
Catherine flagged a taxi
and had the man drop them off in front of her building. Lena looked up in surprise.
“Where are we?” “At my apartment building.” Lena gasped as she looked
at the building. “You live here?” Catherine blushed. “Yes, my
Dad bought this apartment for me after I got out of college.” “Wow! Is this Father guy
waiting for us inside?” “Sort of ... um ... let’s
just get you there.” Catherine and Lena walked
inside and entered the elevator. Lena watched as Catherine hit the B
button. “You live in a basement
apartment?” Catherine shook her head.
“No, I live on the 18th floor.” “Is Father in the
basement?” Catherine sighed. “Sort of
... Lena, I know you’re scared, but I promise all of your questions will
be answered soon enough.” Catherine led her to the
storage area and locked the door behind them. She moved the boxes
blocking the doorway and looked at Lena. “I’m sorry but at this time
of day this is the safest route. There’s a ladder we have to climb down.
I’ll go first and you can follow. I want you to go nice and slow. Don’t
rush anything, we can’t risk you falling.” Catherine climbed down and
looked up to watch Lena descend. Vincent silently appeared out of the
shadows to help in case anything went wrong. He squeezed Catherine’s
hand when he saw that Lena was still limber enough to handle the climb. When she was almost to
ground level, he slipped back into the shadows. He planned on listening
in while Father talked with Lena. Lena turned to Catherine,
who smiled and led her around the corner. Father stood there waiting for
them. Catherine prompted Lena to
stand in front of him. “Lena, this is Father. Father, Lena.” Father watched as Lena’s
coat fell open. He gasped in shock to see how far along she was in her
pregnancy. “My God, child! You must be due to deliver any day!” Lena looked at Catherine
then nodded nervously. “Yes.” Father grimaced. “Hmmh ...
well, Lena, what can you tell me about yourself?” “What do you want to know?” He could see that she was
afraid of giving a wrong answer for fear that she would be rejected
entrance into the community. He could hear the desperation in her voice
each time she spoke. He had already made his decision to help her when
he saw the hurt, haunted look in her eye. He knew that look all too well
and he knew that in time, Lena would learn to trust again. He still wanted to clarify
answers. “You have no family who would help you?” Lena shrugged. “My father
died when I was young. My mom’s an addict and kicked me out at 14. She
didn’t love me, I guess.” “Well, that’s conducive
with the story I’ve already heard. How have you supported yourself all
of this time?” Her chin came up in
defiance. “I worked the corners.” Although he knew the
answer, Father wanted her to admit to it. He knew that if she came to
terms with her past, she would be able to change her future. “You were a
prostitute? Was there nothing else for you to do?” Catherine cringed at the
harshness of his words as Lena looked at him with eyes that were dead of
emotion and remained silent. Father explained to Lena
that there is normally a process to go through but in her case they were
making a special exception. He asked her why their community should take
a chance and reach out and trust her and consider allowing her to live
Below. Lena convinced him of his
decision when she said. “It’s not fair that this baby should have to
suffer just ‘cause it’s unlucky enough to get stuck inside of me instead
of someone else. You give my baby
a chance for something better and I won’t mess it up.” Vincent smiled to himself
in the shadows. He knew that Lena said the right words to convince
Father to accept her. Father came forward but
stopped when he saw the fear cross Lena’s eyes and she flinched. “Don’t
be afraid. You spoke your heart. I want to welcome you.” Relief flooded through Lena
as she let him lead her Below. Catherine watched as they left and
promised to visit soon. Once Father and Lena were
out of sight, Vincent stepped out in front of Catherine. Catherine smiled at him.
“You stayed?” Vincent nodded. “I was to
signal Father if I felt like something wasn’t right.” Catherine shook her head
sadly. “Well, it’s just like I said, isn’t it? She has so much healing
to do.” “We’ll help. Don’t worry
yourself.” Catherine nodded and they
hugged goodbye briefly before she headed up the ladder.
*****************************
Vincent quickly caught up
to Father and Lena who were walking quite slowly. He stayed in the
shadows behind them and was able to overhear their conversation. “Lena, I don’t want you to
worry. Before I came to live in the world Below I was a Doctor ... a
surgeon actually. Now, what kind of care have you been given so far?” “I didn’t have money for
that.” Father stopped in his
tracks. “You haven’t seen a doctor?” She nodded and Father started to
rant, “Lena, you should have been taking vitamins and ... ” Lena interrupted. “I took
vitamins, everyday I took a multi-vitamin with iron. I watched what I
ate. I didn’t even show until two months ago, that’s when I had to quit
working. But my friends have been helping me out. I’ve been eating
pretty good.” Father nodded as he
continued walking. “At least you’ve done something I guess.” They were coming around the
corner when Lena collapsed against the wall with stomach pains. Father
quickly examined her and then helped her to her feet. He motioned behind
her back and Vincent took off along another passageway that was harder
to walk through but would get him home quickly. Vincent knew Father wanted
him to get Mary so that they could do a complete examination of Lena. He ran into the nursery at
such a speed he scared Mary. “For Pete’s sake, Vincent!
Stop racing around these tunnels like a ten year old!” “Mary, Father has allowed
Lena to come Below. She is due to deliver any day. I think he wants you
both to examine her as soon as possible.” “Well, go find Sara and
have her cover for me in the nursery. I’ll get to Father’s chamber
immediately, then we’ll set her up in the guest chamber next to mine.” Vincent left to find Sara
while Mary went to prepare the guest chamber. She happily buzzed around
the room anxious to once again be put into service delivering a little
one. As she put new sheets on the bed, she realized that the last
delivery she made was Luke, who was already about eight months old. Sara stepped in. “I’m here,
Mary. You can go.” “Yes, yes, thank you, Sara.
I want to greet our new arrival.” Mary rushed off to meet
Father and Lena in the tunnels. Father was almost to his chamber when
Mary approached them. “Good morning, Father.
Lena, it’s very nice to meet you. My name is Mary. And I know you’re
probably frightened, but we’re going to take good care of you and your
baby. Let’s just get you into the hospital chamber so we can figure out
what the best way is to do that.” Father pushed past to go
inside his chamber and get ready to exam Lena. Lena smiled at Mary.
“You’re Father’s nurse.” “Yes, and I am also a
mid-wife. Judging by the fact that your baby seems to have dropped
considerably, I would say that you’re due any day now.” “I’m having contractions.
Father said he thinks they’re ... I don’t know he called them some kind
of hicks.” “Braxton Hicks, it's false
labor, but you can never be sure. They sure feel like the real thing
sometimes.” Lena came in and settled
down in a chair. “Okay, Father,” Mary called
out. He came from his private
chamber. “Good, now let’s just take a look at our two patients here.” Lena remained quiet as
Father listened to her chest and lungs. He recorded his findings on a
sheet of paper attached to a clip board. “Lena, I was wondering, do you
know how much weight you’ve gained with your pregnancy?” She shrugged. “Not much,
until about 2 months ago, then I ballooned quickly. I weighed myself at
the grocery store one time a few weeks ago. I think I was about 20
pounds over. Is that bad?” He shrugged. “That’s not
bad, and you say it was a few weeks ago?” “Uh huh. But I know I
gained even more cause a coat that I had doesn’t fit anymore and I had
to borrow that one.” Father placed the
stethoscope onto her stomach. He listened as well as he could to the
baby’s heartbeat and was satisfied that all sounded well. “It was a
false alarm. Rest assured, your baby’s heart is strong and regular.” Mary took Lena to the guest
room and got her settled. Lena was exhausted and fell asleep
immediately. Vincent slipped into the
library to see Father. “How did it go with Lena?” Father looked up. “She
seems to be doing well, all things considered. Thank you for getting
Mary so quickly.” “When I saw Lena stumble, I
thought she may have gone into labor.” “No, it was only false
labor. It won’t be long though. Oh, did Samantha find you? She had a
gift to present to you that she was most proud of.” Vincent chuckled. “Yes, she
caught up to me in my chamber. I was able to hide the pencil holder I
received from Michael three years ago and the one from Zack from last
year.” Father joined in his
laughter. “Hers was the most unusual color though! Well, in a few short
hours the children will be in here practicing their songs for
Winterfest. I had better get some work done before that happens.” Vincent cocked his head
thoughtfully. “Is there something I can help you with?” “Grading essays about
Shakespeare ... ” Vincent laughed aloud. “I
shouldn’t have asked. Where are they? Together we can get them done in
half the time.”
******************************** An hour and a half later,
the two men finished grading only half the essays. Father looked up at the
time and grimaced. “Vincent, the children will be coming soon, perhaps
you should go before you’re stuck here.” He nodded. “Yes, Lena was
taking a nap as well. I need to be in the back tunnels if I have any
hopes of avoiding her.” Father frowned. “I’m truly
sorry, Vincent. Perhaps when she settles in more ... tomorrow or maybe
the next day ... ” Vincent kissed his father’s
forehead. “It’s all right, Father. I can spend time with Mouse and
Cullen. Kanin and I will have some extra time to work on Olivia’s
surprise.” Children’s voices could be
heard coming down the corridor. Vincent’s eyebrows shot up as he ran
from the room before he was spotted. Father chuckled as the
children entered the room. “Yes, I sent him on an
important delivery.” Her face fell. “Oh, I was
hoping he would be able to sing with us.” The rest of the children
showed up and they began their practice session.
**************************** Lena woke up from her nap
to hear beautiful voices singing Christmas carols. She followed the
voices and peeked and saw a group of children gathered around singing
with Father. She sat down on the hard rock and listened to them. The children finished
practicing and she listened to them beg Father to tell them the story of
how Vincent came to live Below. She overheard the entire
story of Vincent’s unusual entrance into this world and didn’t know if
it was real or a story told to entertain the children. She could tell by
their questions that Vincent existed and that he was well loved. She
began to wonder if this man that was so different would be someone that
could accept her. Mary came through the
tunnels and found her sitting on the cold floor. She hustled Lena back
to her room and tucked her back into bed. She had a feeling Lena was
going to have the baby tonight or tomorrow and she wanted the poor girl
to get as much rest as possible. Lena looked at Mary
tentatively and asked her about Vincent. Mary gave her small bits of
information. Lena wondered aloud. “Will
I ever get to meet him?” Mary smiled. “You’ll meet
him. Sleep now.” She tucked Lena in, who
went right to sleep. *************************** Over the course of the next
few days, Lena had a chance to meet everyone Below. It was mostly during
meal times when everyone was gathered and Lena overheard many
conversations regarding Vincent.
Lena had just woken up when
Mary came into the room. “Mary, I’m thirsty. Is
there somewhere I can get some water to drink?” Mary shook her head,
clearly exasperated. “I am so sorry, dear. I’ll get you some right now.” Mary headed out with a
pitcher and quickly returned with it filled. She poured Lena a small
glass. “If you need any more, go out your door and turn right at the
first tunnel. Follow it to the first doorway on the left and there is a
small alcove where the water runs through the rocks. It’s the cleanest,
tastiest water down here. And Lena, if you ever get lost here…find a
rock and tap on the nearest pipe continually. Someone will find you.” Mary took Lena to the
dining chamber where they enjoyed breakfast with the rest of the
community. Lena spent some time with Olivia who was happy to talk with
Lena about Luke’s delivery. In the early afternoon,
Lena went back to her chamber and lay back on her bed. She couldn’t
understand how she could be so tired as her eyes drifted closed. Later that afternoon, Mary
came and woke her. “Lena, dear, wake up.” “What is it?” “You’ve been sleeping for a
few hours now; I thought that you may want to wake up so that you will
be able to sleep tonight.” Lena offered a weak smile.
“I could probably sleep until tomorrow. I’ve been so tired lately.” Mary helped her put a robe
on. “That’s normal. It happens to everyone. Now, would you like me to
bring a tray of food here or would you rather eat in the dining hall
with everyone else?” Lena thought it would be a
good chance to meet Vincent. “I’d like to go to the dining hall if it’s
okay?” “Certainly, come with me.
I’m heading there myself.” Mary led her and Lena
gasped at the amount of people in the room. Everyone seemed especially
friendly and offered smiles as she passed by them. Mary sat her down
next to Father, who began to slowly point out people close to Lena’s
age. He made a point of pointing out Olivia and little Luke and Karen
and little Joshua. He knew that their children would grow up together
and he wanted Lena to be able to go to them if she needed assistance. Around the room, Lena could
hear people talking about Vincent and her ears tuned into their
conversations. She was anxious to find out what she could about him. She turned to Father. “Is
Vincent here tonight?” Father looked away
evasively. “Um ... no ... I believe he made a tray up earlier and headed
to his chamber to eat.” Lena nodded. “Where’s his
chamber located? Maybe he would like some company? I’d like to meet him
... ” Father gasped at her
boldness and Mary rushed to help. “I believe that Vincent was going up
to spend time with Catherine tonight. He probably won’t be back until
very late.” Feeling rejected, Lena
looked down at her plate. “Oh ... um ... I’m kind of tired. Would it be
okay if I went back to my chamber?” “Of course, dear, I’ll take
you now.” Mary stood and helped Lena
to her feet. She showed Lena where to take her tray for clean-up then
walked her towards her chamber. When the way became
familiar Lena turned to her. “I know where I’m at. It’s just up ahead,
right?” “Yes” “I can find it by myself.” Mary looked at her
tentatively. “Are you sure?” Lena smiled. “Yes.
Goodnight, Mary.” “Goodnight, Lena. Remember,
if you need me for any reason I’m just down the hall.” “I’ll remember.”
***************************************
Lena walked into her room
to find that she had flipped her covers as she slept and knocked over
the pitcher of water. She grabbed it and carefully followed Mary’s
directions for getting more. A man was sitting on the
edge of the wall when Lena came in. She was surprised to see him pull a
hood over his head upon her arrival. Somehow she guessed
correctly that this was the mysterious Vincent she had heard so much
about. “You’re Vincent?” “Yes.” Lena’s stomach quivered at
his soft gravely voice. Feeling like an intruder she rushed to explain
why she was here. “Mary said this was the best water.” She filled her
glass then held it out to him. “Want some?” Vincent was touched by her
kindness. “No, thank you.” She stepped closer and he
got to his feet then turned away. Lena thought he seemed afraid. “Don’t
turn away. What’s wrong?” Vincent lowered his face
and hid beneath his hood. “You don’t understand.” Lena rushed to comfort him.
“I’ve been hearing about you. It’s almost like you don’t exist. You’re
never around ... ” “There are reasons.” “What reasons?” “We didn’t want to frighten
you.” Lena came around to the
front of him and tried to look at the shadow on his face created by his
hood. “I want to see you.” She reached up to remove
his hood but he gently grabbed her wrists to stop her. She startled only
for the briefest of seconds to marvel at his hands before she looked
back at him. “Lena,” he warned. The hood fell back and she
looked at his unusual face. He wouldn’t meet her eyes as he begged her.
“Don’t be afraid.” Lena didn’t hesitate. “I’m
not afraid!” He tentatively looked up
and with much relief, saw the acceptance in her eyes. She smiled. “Hi, it’s nice
to finally meet you.” He cocked his head shyly.
“And you as well.” She looked at the place he
vacated. “Am I disturbing you?” Vincent shook his head.
“No, I ... sometimes come here just to sit. It’s peaceful.” Lena looked at the
waterfall in the distance. “It is peaceful. Can I sit with you?” Vincent motioned to the
ground. “Of course.” Lena struggled to sit down
and Vincent supported her from behind while she lowered herself to the
ground. “This is a nice place.” Vincent nodded. “Yes, I
like to come here to clear my head; be alone with my thoughts.” Lena nodded in
understanding. “I know what it’s like to be alone.” Vincent looked over at her.
“Do you?” “I’ve been alone my whole
life.” Vincent sat forward and
looked at her curiously. “You were an orphan?” Lena chuckled ruefully. “I
may as well have been. My father was a truck driver. The last time I saw
him he told me he had no room in his life for a girl. He wanted a son
who he could take out on the road with him. He was killed on a snowy
interstate.” “What about you mother?”
Vincent gently asked. Lena frowned as she looked
away. “She was even worse. She pretended to care so she could get checks
from the government. She would spend the whole thing within a week on
all kinds of drugs. I would have to listen to her at night in her
bedroom doing ... favors ... for money.” Vincent closed his eyes in
disbelief and ached for the lost little girl she had been. Lena nodded at his knowing
look. “We at least had food then. It wasn’t long before she found
another guy to marry her. He decided to pretend that I was his
wife. One day when he was…you know ... ” She couldn’t say it but Vincent
knew what she meant. “I looked over into my mom’s eyes and there was
nothing in them ... no emotion whatsoever. When he started to beat me,
she sided with him and I knew it was over and ran away.” “I’m sorry, Lena. Sorry for
the life you lived.” “My own mother didn’t love
me enough to keep me! Do you know how that feels, Vincent?” He looked at the ground as
tears formed in his eyes. “Yes.” “All my life I just wanted
a place where I could belong, where people could love me just because of
who I am.” “Lena, you can have that
now … here. There’s no reason to feel like you’re on the outside.” “I tried, Vincent! Last
night at dinner … everyone was so nice but I still felt like I was not a
part of it. What is wrong with me?” “Nothing is wrong with you
…. Don’t punish yourself for feeling alone, Lena.” “I’m trying not to feel
that way anymore.” “Good.” “It’s hard. It’s all I’m
used to, but I never would have dreamed that there was a place like this
or anyone like you. Vincent could tell her mood
had lightened. “Sometimes if you let your mind go you can accept things
you wouldn’t believe possible.” Lena nodded as she thought
of all the men she had ‘entertained’ over the years. “Yeah, I got real
good at letting my mind go.” “Where has it taken you?” She looked at him
tentatively. “Promise you won’t laugh?” He nodded, so she went on. “The
mountains ... everyday I used to pass this travel agent. I could see a
poster through the window ... the deep green mountains ... that’s where
I went ... ” She sighed. Don’t you sometimes feel like your life could
be different?” “It can be.” “Vincent? Have you ever
been to the mountains?” He wondered briefly how she
could look at him and ask this question. He marveled at her ability to
overlook his differences. “No.” “Me either.” Lena felt a sharp pain
across her abdomen. Vincent flew to his feet and picked her up and
quickly carried her to her chamber then set her on the bed. He turned to leave when she
grabbed his arm. “Don’t leave me!” “I won’t, but I need to
call for Mary and Father. I’ll be right back.” Father and Mary came in at
the same time. Father looked at Vincent
with surprise. “Vincent, what are you doing in here?” “Lena and I met when she
went to get water. We spent the afternoon together talking. She started
having pains so I brought her here.” Father assessed Lena’s
condition and confirmed that she was in labor. He turned to face Vincent.
“You may go now, Vincent.” Lena called out through her
pain. “Can you stay, please?” Father shrugged as Vincent
walked to Lena’s side. “If you wish.” For the next few hours,
Lena struggled through the pain. Mary had her walking through her
chamber and then tried various tricks to relieve Lena’s pain. Finally, after another few
hours had passed, Lena was ready to deliver. Mary stood between her legs
and coached her while Lena writhed in pain on the bed. She reached for
Vincent’s hand for support and he held it as he offered her
encouragement. Father noticed and looked
up at Vincent who seemed unaware of the unusual gesture. Lena screamed
in pain as her baby came into the world. Vincent carefully placed a
pillow under Lena’s head for comfort and then mopped the sweat from her
forehead with a cool cloth. Lena reached for his hand and squeezed it as
she looked up at him lovingly. Father frowned at the
gesture but ignored it, then quickly assured Lena that her daughter was
in good health. Once the afterbirth was
delivered, Mary shooed Father and Vincent from the room. “Go, now. I
want to get her cleaned-up. I need to teach her to nurse as well.” Father nodded. “We’ll be in
the library if you need me.” ************************* Father sat down and watched
as Vincent poured them both some tea. They each sifted through the tray
of food that William had sent earlier and made sandwiches to eat.
Father cleared his throat
as he thought of how to broach the subject. “I was surprised to see that
you and Lena had met.” Vincent shrugged. “I was
lost in thought and didn’t hear her approach. She came in for water and
caught me by surprise.” “Hmmm ... What was her
reaction?” Father asked tentatively. “Amazing! She accepted me
immediately. I never saw anything in her eyes to indicate otherwise.” Father smiled then looked
down at his tea. “Did you say you spent time talking with her.” “Yes, several hours. She
told me about her childhood.” He grimaced. “And her life since she left
her mother’s home.” “She has had a lot to
overcome. Well, she has friends here now and soon we’ll become like
family.” Vincent nodded as he
finished his sandwich. “I think I’ll head to bed now, goodnight,
Father.” “See you in the morning,
Vincent.” ************************** The next day Catherine left
work early and made her way through the tunnels. She rounded the last
corner before Vincent’s chamber when Jamie stepped out. “Hi, Catherine.” “Hi, Jamie.” “Did you come to see Lena’s
baby?” Catherine smiled excitedly.
“She had the baby?” “Yes, yesterday. She has
been resting since then, but she allowed people to visit today. Her
daughter’s beautiful! She has this cute little nose and the tiniest of
hands.” Catherine’s eyes softened.
“Oh, I was going to see Vincent, but I’m going to go to Lena’s chamber
instead. I hope she’s not too tired.” Catherine walked
tentatively into Lena’s chamber. “Hello.” Lena beamed with pride.
“Catherine! Come on in.” “Are you sure? You’re not
too tired?” “No!” “Congratulations!” Lena felt a flash of
jealousy that Vincent had made a point to see Catherine to tell her of
the birth, she tried to school the odd look on her face. “Who told you?” Since she was looking at
the baby, Catherine didn’t notice the odd look. “Jamie, I saw her in the
tunnel way and she thought I already knew.” Lena looked relieved and
moved the blanket so Catherine could see her daughter’s face.
“Oh, Lena! Jamie’s right
... she is beautiful.” The two women sat and
visited and were soon interrupted by Father and Vincent when they came
in arguing about possibilities of the name of Lena’s daughter. Vincent was further
surprised when Lena insisted he hold her baby. The bond was flooded with
emotions as Vincent felt himself overwhelmed with feelings as he looked
down at the tiny features of the little girl.
Catherine’s heart skipped a
beat when she saw Vincent’s demeanor soften as he delicately took hold
of the baby in his arms. Her dream of one day presenting him with his
own child once again played out in her mind and she looked up at him
lovingly. For a second, she looked over at Lena and was startled to see
the same expression mirrored in her eyes. She cocked her head
thoughtfully as she realized that Lena was falling in love with Vincent.
She frowned for a second when she realized that Lena was just going
through a difficult time and that Vincent’s kindness had probably drawn
her to him. She stood and looked down
at Lena. “I could only take a short break from work, but I had promised
to come and see you. I’m glad things are going so well for you.
Congratulations, again.” She bent over and offered
Lena a hug, then turned to face Father and Vincent. “I’ll see you two
later.” “I’ll walk you out,”
Vincent offered as he quickly handed the baby back to Lena. He and Catherine left and
Father noticed the hurt look that flittered across Lena’s face. He
immediately tried to get her mind back to her baby. “Well, let’s just
take a look at the little one again and see how she’s doing today ... .” ***************************
Catherine was fighting her
feelings of jealousy, then realized that Vincent seemed oblivious to
Lena’s feelings. She reached over and took
his hand. “I’m glad you got to meet Lena.” “Yes, she seems like a nice
girl.” “She has so much to look
forward to with the baby.” He grinned. “Yes, sleepless
nights, dirty diapers ... ” Catherine dropped his hand
and pretended to punch him in the arm. “And endless hugs and kisses ...
” He laughed and took her
hand again. As they continued to walk, he caught her up on the latest
happenings in the tunnels and soon enough they were at her threshold.
He smiled warmly at her.
“I’m glad you could stop by today.” “I wish it could be for
longer, but I have to get back to work and then I volunteer again
tonight.” “Yes, and I have to cover
sentry duty again.” She sighed. “It’s hard,
isn’t it?” “Our time together is
always so short.” A sadness came over her as
she looked at him, something had been on her mind since they left Lena’s
and she finally decided to ask him. “Tell me something, Vincent, before
I have to go?” “What should I tell you?” “Tell me how it felt ... to
hold a baby in your arms?” He looked at her in awe.
“There are no words.” Catherine’s eyes shone with
love for him. “Try?” He sighed as he searched
for the words. “Remarkable. I’ve ... never held a baby that was so young
before.” She reached out and held
his hand. “You did it so naturally. You’ll make a wonderful father one
day.” Vincent gasped and stepped
back. “I ... ” He stopped, unable to say anymore. Catherine grimaced knowing
she had pushed too far. She knew she wanted to be with him and maybe one
day have a family with him but she decided to give him time to think
about the idea before she brought it up again. She reached up and hugged
him then walked away without a backward glance. Vincent stood still for
what seemed like an eternity before he could make himself walk back to
the home tunnels. ************************* Over the next few weeks,
Lena grew stronger and continually sought Vincent out to spend time with
him. They spent many pleasant afternoons talking and sharing different
part of their lives. Late one afternoon, Lena
came to his chamber to visit with him. She had borrowed a book and came
to talk to him about it and then they walked and had dinner in the
dining hall. The next day, she came back
to visit him once again. She told Vincent that she cared for him and
that she wanted to be with him. He gently broke the news to her that he
was in love with Catherine. Lena pointed out that Catherine wasn’t
around. She left him and convinced herself that he was thinking about
the possibility of being with her. Vincent was troubled by her
behavior and decided to talk to Father about it. He walked into the
library and waited for Mouse and Kanin to leave before he brought it up. Father knew that look on
his son’s face and he watched the two men leave then turned to his son.
“Tell me!” Vincent chuckled that he
knew him so well. “Am I that easy to read?” Father smirked. “Only when
you’re troubled. Is it Catherine?” Vincent shook his head.
“No, Lena.” Father’s eyebrows rose.
“Lena?” “Yes, she came to see me a
while ago. She ... ” Vincent sighed. “ ... said that she wanted to be
with me ... ” “With you for what?” “With
me…Father…I
think she meant as a couple.” “What!
She said that!” Vincent looked at him in exasperation and nodded. Father’s tone showed his
worry. “Clearly she has misplaced her feelings, projecting them onto
you.” “It’s more than that
Father. There is something true between us.” “Then you believe her love
for you is real?” Vincent was quick to defend
her. “Lena believes ... to deny that would be unfair.” “Perhaps Catherine could
speak with her ... help her understand.” He had thought of that
himself but couldn’t see involving Catherine. He was afraid it would
only embarrass Lena even further. “No, Father. Not now ... not yet ...
Lena’s still too fragile.” “Vincent, you must be very
careful. Allow time to come between yourself and Lena, and hope in the
meanwhile she gains some perspective.” “All her life she has known
nothing but rejection and now ... when she’s come so far ... ” Father sputtered. “You
cannot encourage her, Vincent!” “I know.” Father bent over to
reassure his son. “Lena will not be alone in this, that I promise you.
I’ll have a word with Mary, and I’ll be there for Lena myself.” Vincent lowered his head
shamefully as he told his Father the truth. “Father, when Lena came to
me ... there was a moment ... a pull ... beyond thought ... when I felt
what it might be like to be ... someone else’s possibility. But it was
just a moment.” Father looked at him with
mixed emotions. He wanted to speak to him further but knew Lena needed
him more right now so he headed to go see her instead. ********************* Later that night, Vincent
was asleep in bed when he suddenly felt that someone was in his chamber.
He awoke to find Lena at his bedside. Uninvited, she sat down on his bed
and offered herself to him. Vincent tried as gently as
he could to send her from his room. As she walked out dejectedly, he
felt the full force his refusal caused and tears fell from his eyes. He lay back down but never
fell back asleep. Three hours later, he was surprised again when Mary
and Father came into his chamber. He sat up quickly. “What is
it?” Mary came forward. “Lena’s
missing. The baby’s cries woke me about an hour ago; she had been placed
outside my chamber door. When I went in to Lena’s chamber, she was
gone.” Vincent looked down
shamefully and Father stepped forward. “What is it? What happened?” Vincent grimaced. “She came
to me ... I ... had to send her away.” Mary gasped. “But it’s only
been a few weeks since she gave birth!” Vincent shot to his feet
and began to pace. “This is my fault!” Father shook his head. “No,
Vincent. You couldn’t have known.” Mary agreed. “Vincent, we
must find her quickly. If she ... does ... anything ... I mean ... she’s
not even healed from the birth yet!” Father sighed. “Perhaps
Catherine could be of help now.” Vincent walked to his
closet. “I’ll go see her.” Mary reached for his arm
and held it. “Both Lena and Catherine deserve to know why Lena left. Be
honest with her Vincent.” Vincent nodded and Father
and Mary left while he dressed and headed Above. *********************** Catherine was reading in
bed when she heard a thud out on her balcony. She looked at the time
then raised her brows in surprise while she reached for a robe and
headed outside. “Vincent?” “I’m here.” She turned to the corner
where he stood. “I know why are you here so late? Is something wrong?” Vincent stepped forward
from the shadows. “I need your help.” Catherine reached for his
arm. “What is it?” He looked out into the
city. “It’s Lena.” “Yes,” she prompted. He was clearly upset. “I
offered her all the support I could. I tried to be there for her and yet
... ” He stopped and Catherine
prompted him again. “What?” “She’s gone. She fled in
the night. Her child ... she left her child behind. Mary is watching
over her.” “You couldn’t have done
anything, Vincent. Lena wasn’t ready. It’s my fault for not seeing
that.” “No, Catherine! It is I who
didn’t see or didn’t want to see.” “That she would leave?” He sighed. “That she would
fall in love. She was so vulnerable and so frightened and yet I saw a
part of myself in her and I thought if I just reached out to her she
would accept my friendship.” Catherine’s suspicions were
true yet she ached for the pain Lena must be going through. “Her need
was too great.” Vincent looked at her,
grateful that she easily understood the problem.
“Perhaps I should have come to you sooner.” She nodded. “I understand
why you didn’t.” “There was no gently way to
refuse her love.” Catherine hugged him. “I’m
sorry, Vincent. I’m sorry for what’s happened.” He returned her embrace,
grateful for her support. “I fear for what is still happening for Lena.” “I know ... I’ll try to
find her.”
“Perhaps her daughter and I
should be there to welcome her home?”
Catherine
smiled then went to get changed. *************************** Two hours of searching
finally produced an address where Lena could be found. Catherine went
there and Lena was dressing, ready to go back to ‘work’ on the streets. Lena turned cold, dead eyes
on Catherine and refused to go back with her. Catherine offered her
support to her, whenever she decided she needed it then quickly turned
to leave. In desperation, Lena
quietly called her back. Catherine walked over and hugged her as she
broke down and cried and admitted she loved Vincent. Catherine
sympathized with her and thought of her own frustration with the slow
path their relationship was taking. Lena sat back as Catherine
wiped the glossy make-up from her lips. When she was finished, Lena
started to remove her eye makeup then looked over at Catherine
uncertainly. “Cathy, can I ask you
something?” “Of course.” “If you love Vincent, why
do you still live Above?” “It’s complicated…”
Catherine said as she sat on the nearby bed. Lena looked at her to
explain further and Catherine shrugged as she pretended to look at her
nails. “I have a life Above … work, friends …” “And they’re more important
then Vincent?” “No.” Catherine frowned as
she realized for the first time how their relationship might appear to
her family Below. Lena sighed. “I don’t know
how you can leave him every morning. If he loved me I’d be with him all
the time.” “I … would too.” Catherine
whispered as tears filled her eyes and she looked away. Lena realized that it might
not be Catherine’s choice that she lived apart from Vincent. She
wondered if Vincent hadn’t asked Catherine to live with him. For the
briefest second, she allowed herself to indulge in the fantasy that she
still had a chance with Vincent, then she remembered the look in his
eyes when he spoke about Catherine and knew she’d never come between
them. Lena agreed to go back with
Catherine and let herself be brought Below through Catherine’s apartment
building entrance. Catherine tapped a message
to Vincent to let him know they were coming. Vincent quickly ran to get
the baby from Mary and then waited at the end of a tunnel for them to
meet him. Lena’s breath caught in her
throat at the sight of Vincent. Catherine took her hand and squeezed it.
“He does that to me too.” Lena looked over at her
gratefully. She realized that Catherine was a very good friend to be
able to forgive her so easily. Catherine smile warmly and the two
continued to walk. They stopped in front of
Vincent, who smiled. “Welcome home, Lena.” He handed Lena the baby and
she gratefully took her back in her arms. Catherine caught Vincent’s
gaze and smiled warmly. She nodded in a silent gesture that told him
everything was going to be all right. “I’ll leave you two here,
goodnight.” Lena grabbed for
Catherine’s hand. “Thank you.” Catherine smiled at Lena
and hugged her. “You’re welcome.”
She felt desire flair in
her then quickly suppressed it. “Another time,” she thought to
herself. She turned and headed for
home.
********************************** Two weeks later, Vincent
stood on Catherine’s balcony. “I have an invitation for you.” Catherine smiled. “You do?
For what?” “Lena’s daughter’s naming
ceremony is to be Sunday at noon.” “Oh! I thought I’d missed
it. I’ll be there, of course.” Catherine looked at him tentatively.
“Does Lena know I’ll be coming?” He cocked his head. “Lena
insisted that the ceremony be on a Sunday because she knew you would be
available that day. She asked me to extend the invitation myself.” Catherine nodded knowingly.
“How are ... um ... things between you and her?” He shrugged. “Better. I
think she has accepted my offer of friendship.” “Good. I’ll stop at the
store and pick up a gift from the both of us. Do you have any ideas?” Vincent’s eyes grew round.
“I ... have no idea!” Catherine giggled. “I’ll
find something. Shall I meet you about 11:30?” Vincent nodded shyly.
“Unless you’d rather come at 11:00 ... we could spend some time together
... ” Catherine hugged him.
“Sounds good. Goodnight.” “Goodnight, Catherine.” *************************** Catherine picked up a gift
at a department store and headed Below. Vincent was waiting and they
strolled leisurely through the tunnels talking about the things that had
happened recently. There was already a crowd
in the library when they came in and Catherine made her way around the
room visiting with everyone. The ceremony finally took
place and Catherine was truly touched when Lena announced she named her
daughter Catherine. The couple stepped forward
to welcome the new arrival and soon everyone crowded around the baby. The celebration was winding
down when Lena came over to Catherine. “Hi.” “Hi, Lena. You look tired.” “I am. This is the most
I’ve done in a while.” Catherine patted the seat
next to her. “Sit, tell me how things are going ... ” Lena sat and looked at her
tentatively. “I hope you’re not upset I named Cathy after you.” Catherine’s hand flew to
rest on Lena’s. “Lena, I’m honored you chose to name her after me. I was
just sitting here thinking of a way to tell you that.” Lena held out the baby.
“Would you like to hold her?” Catherine smiled and took
the baby and brought her to her chest. Tears formed in her eyes as she
looked down into the cherub face of the baby. “She’s so beautiful.” Lena nodded. “Thank you.
You look beautiful holding her. Maybe you and Vincent will have kids of
your own someday.” Catherine looked at Lena
but saw no maliciousness in her eyes. She softened immediately. “I would
love to have a baby.” Lena touched Catherine’s
arm. “You and Vincent have taught me that anything is possible.” Across the room, Vincent
stared at Catherine. He couldn’t believe how beautiful and how natural
she looked with a baby in her arms. Father saw him looking and stepped
over to his side. “Vincent, I wish it could
be, but there is no sense dreaming for what you know you can’t have.” Vincent sighed then looked
away. “I know. But every once in awhile I let myself think of all the
possibilities.” The End |