The sickly woman sat all afternoon staring out through the blinds of her hospital room . Her attention turned back to the room when the pretty young nurse walked in with her nightly medicine . " Hi , Miss Chase ! " " Hi , Tiffany , how many times have I told you to call me Margaret ? " When the young nurse rolled her eyes , Margaret smiled warmly . " Now … how are you doing tonight ? " Tiffany was checking all of Margaret 's vital signs and recording them as they spoke . " Not yet , but I think he might . He asked me if I wanted to drive to my parents ' house this weekend for dinner . He said he needed to talk to my dad about something … " The woman sighed sadly then looked out the window again and took a deep breath . Tiffany 's eyes widened in horror as she realized she had crossed the line with her patient . " I am so sorry … I shouldn 't have asked that . " Tiffany took her hand and nodded gratefully . " Margaret , you 're such a kind woman and you were so beautiful … " She nodded towards the picture at the bedside of a young girl with a man that was clearly her father . " I can 't believe you 've never been swept off your feet by a handsome prince … " Margaret interrupted her . " No … there 's no one … Allan came by a while ago and … " she shook her head sadly . " There is no one else … " Henry 's hands warmly cradled Margaret 's . " And it 's nice to meet you . Do you mind if I visit with you for awhile ? " When Margaret nodded towards the empty chair he scooted it closer to the bedside and sat back with a smile . " Miss Chase , when I was young man I lived in an apartment in Queens . I lived alone much the same as any other young man , but in my apartment building right next door to me there was an elderly gentleman that lived alone as well . He got sick and needed my help and even though it meant giving up a few nights a week with my friends I did it because I felt so bad that he was there … alone and dying . He had no family and most of his friends had dwindled away and it was over the next few months that he and I became so close . I was there with him the night he finally passed . Six months later , I found out that sweet old man was actually quite wealthy and had made me his beneficiary . " Henry chuckled as he continued . " He wrote a letter that was read to me by his lawyer during the will disbursement . It said that I had been a huge comfort to him during the last days of his life . He said I had a gift and that I should use it to help more people through those final moments . I would inherit all of his wealth and earthly possessions as long as I continued to care for people the way I had cared for him . His lawyer became my lawyer and together we started a foundation to do just that . " " Thank you , but it 's more than a story ; it 's my way of life . I 've continued that work and now spend my days taking care of those people who have no one to be with through the final days of their lives . No one should be alone when the Lord calls them home . " Henry nodded . " That 's true but only here … in the hospital . I want to see you at home , resting in your own bed , surrounded by your own things … " " That 's true . But I have a staff that has worked with me since the beginning and if I 'm not there for you one of them will be . I can assure you though I 'll only be gone when I need to sleep . I 'll adjust that to fit your needs as well , essentially I 'll sleep when you sleep . " " This sounds too good to be true … " Margaret sighed as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes . " What do you expect from me in return ? " " Miss Chase , you have no husband or children to give it to , no nieces or nephews . I 'm assuming that it 's going to go to some type of charity , all I 'm asking is that you consider my foundation . " He smiled weakly as he handed her a folder which contained brochures on his foundation . " Unfortunately , there are a lot of lonely people out there . My foundation helps thousands of people every year and I want to be able to continue that tradition . " Impressed by his speech , Margaret nodded her head at him . " Margaret … call me Margaret . Let me think about this for a few days , Henry , talk it over with my advisors … " Henry stood and walked to her bedside . " Of course , run it past your lawyers and accountants . Just remember , the sooner you do it the sooner I can get you out of here and home resting comfortably in your own bed . " Henry left and Margaret settled back against the pillows and allowed herself to dream … to dream about a time in her life when she wasn 't alone … a time when she was loved and cherished by someone she loved her back just as deeply . The next morning , Allan came in and Margaret told him all about Henry Dutton and his foundation . Allan looked at her warily , he could tell she seemed too excited about this new development and he was worried about the timing of this man coming into her life . He was already thinking of people he could call who would expedite an investigation of Henry and his foundation when Henry Dutton himself suddenly walked into the room . Allan stood immediately and looked at Dutton . " I 'm Allan Taft , Margaret 's lawyer and longtime friend . " " Henry Dutton . " Henry said as he extended his hand and briefly shook hands with the lawyer before he gave Margaret his full attention . " I know how bad the food can be in these places … powdered eggs , cold toast … I brought you some fresh fruit and orange juice . I also have a thermos of freshly brewed coffee . " Allan shook his head . " I have some work to attend to , you don 't by chance have a business card with you do you ? One with your foundation 's information ? " Margaret nodded and Allan left . Henry stayed most of the morning and explained more about himself and his foundation and worked at putting Margaret at ease with him . He repeated the same routine the next day and by the afternoon , Margaret had decided to talk to Allan about donating a sizeable portion of her estate to Henry 's foundation upon her death . Her nights were spent dreaming about her past life and two days later , she woke and looked at the bright sun shining in the sky . She scrambled to grab a pen and paper and write down her thoughts . With the hand - written paper in her hand , she waited for Allan . She had put as much thought into her plan as she possibly could . Her mind was still racked with indecision , but her heart was prompting her into action . Still , the questions ran in a continual sequence through her mind . " Is he still in New York ? What will he think if he sees the ad ? Will he want to see her again ? Is he married ? Does he have children ? Did he tell his wife about me ? Will seeing me again have a negative effect on his current life ? " She smirked shyly . " I want you to run this in the newspaper . " She handed him the ad she wanted him to place in the personals column . Allan reached out with a frown and began to shake his head . " Now , Margaret . . . " " No … you can 't stop me . " Margaret held her hand up to stop his comment . " I 've made up my mind . If it 's possible , I want to see Jacob . I need to see him , Allan ! " This was the first time in a long time he had seen the gleam back in her eyes . He would do anything he possibly could to keep it there for the short time she had remaining . A knock on the door quickly changed his mood and he scowled at a man as he entered . He turned back to Margaret and sighed . " I 'll go see to your errand now . " " The sooner the better … " Margaret said as she smiled and held his hand warmly as he bent to kiss her goodbye . " Thank you , Allan . " Allan left without a comment to the new visitor . Henry came over with a big smile on his face to greet Margaret . " I 'm sorry , Margaret . I had some banking to do this morning . " He nodded towards the door that Allen had left through . " Did you need me to run an errand ? You know you could have waited for me and I would have gladly handled it for you . " Henry turned from her with a smile that didn 't quite reach his eyes as he looked out the curtains to see Allan slip into his car and drive away . He frowned in anger that Allan had been the one she turned to . He needed her to rely on him for everything if his plan was going to work . He pasted on a false smile and walked over to help his ailing patient . Henry shrugged . " I don 't know why . I 've given him all the financial records from my foundation , my accountants report to a board of directors quarterly . I have nothing to hide , besides all of that , I consider the people I care for more than just clients , I like you Margaret … I consider you a friend . I 'd like you to look at me that way as well . " " I do , Henry ! You 've been wonderful taking care of me and you needn 't worry . I 've made the necessary adjustments to my trust and Allan will honor my wishes whether he agrees with them or not . " A few days later , Margaret 's message ran in the paper and someone from her past did cut it out of the paper then quickly sent it to the world Below . In the world Below , it had only been a few weeks since Vincent had been brought back from being caught and kept in a cage then studied by a Professor and his grad student . The ordeal over , he was feeling much better and was relaxing with Father and enjoying a quiet afternoon in the library , playing an intense game of chess . Vincent made a strategic move and Father laughed heartily shaking his head . " I don 't know what masochistic impulse ever prompted me to teach you chess . " Dustin , a boy from Below , walked in to deliver a message for Father from Lou , one of the helpers . Father opened the bottle containing the message while he studied the chess board , his hands automatically opening the note to read . He looked down and read the first line and felt his stomach muscles clench in surprise . His heart beat erratically as he reread the message and his thoughts raced through his head . " Oh my God , it 's her . . . after all these years , it 's her ! She 's asking for me ! What could she want ? What could she need ? Is she okay ? Is she in trouble ? I need to go to her immediately . " His demeanor had changed dramatically and Vincent looked at him with concern . " Father ? " Father got up and paced around the room and then turned back to face Vincent , unable to put into words what needed to be said . " What is it ? " Vincent prompted him . Father shook his head , wondering where to find the words to explain to his son what had just happened . " I 've always wondered when it would happen . Now it has . Vincent , I 've . . . I 've never lied to you . The things I 've taught you about the world Above . . . so much was to protect you and it was also to help me to forget … forget a world I once loved … " " I 've always sensed that . " " I have … kept certain things from you about my life . . . before . " Vincent was confused , Father was rambling and he wondered where he was going with this ? " Father what are you trying to tell me ? " " I have to return . I have to go Above . " Vincent hid his shock at the news and , in his usual unselfish manner , offered his support . " When will you go ? " " As soon as I prepare myself , I 'll be back this evening . When I return . . . we 'll talk . " Vincent shook his head to protest . " Father , you . . . " Father interrupted him , walking away . " Please Vincent , don 't ask me anything more . " Vincent left the library , leaving Father alone . He walked back to his chamber and thought about what had just happened . In all his life , Father had never gone Above for any reason , now in a single moment that had all changed . " What was in the message he received ? Who sent it ? What was the urgency of the message that pulled at Father 's will , making him change his life long exile ? " Vincent sighed as he realized it would be a long day until Father returned and he got some answers . Vincent looked up , surprised to see his Father dressed in something other than his usual tunnel garb . " How odd , he looks … like another person … a stranger … " he thought as he came forward to give him a hug . " Be safe , Father . " Father nodded , a weak smile evident on his face . " Tonight , " he reminded Vincent as he turned and left making the long trek to the world Above . Waiting in the world Above , Margaret was getting restless with the lack of response to her ad . Allan came to see her again and she looked at him with relief , hoping he was bringing her good news . Her face fell when she noticed his somber mood . " So , no answer ? " " No . " " I 'm sorry ! I … just hoped I would be able to see him one last time , " she sad sadly as she shook her head . " It was a long shot , Margaret … we knew that … we don 't even know if he 's still in New York . " Her voice was filled with desperation . " Someone we used to know certainly saw the message and told him … they had to of … " Allan shook his head . " You can 't expect after all this time . . . the ads run for seven days now . Do I have your permission to cancel this nonsense ? " Margaret was adamant . " No ! " Margaret stubbornly shook her head trying to make him understand . " Listen to me ! A day hasn 't passed when I haven 't thought about him , about seeing " This is difficult for me Margaret . I 'm worried about you , as your lawyer and as your friend . First this . . . " He referred to the news ad she had him run in the paper . " And now , these new provisions you 've made for your will , your judgment ! " " No , please Allan . . . not now , Henry 's due here any minute . " " That 's who I 'm worried about ! " " We 've been through all this before , he 's a sweet man … he 's good to me , not to mention what he 's done for others . You shouldn 't worry . " Just then , Henry walked in again , this time with a huge bouquet of flowers . Allan quickly said his goodbye to Margaret and glanced suspiciously at Dutton . Allan knew he was a swindler but he needed to get proof before it was too late . Henry inquired about Margaret 's health and she smiled at him gratefully . Henry 's concern for her was very touching . He told her he had arranged to take her home and take care of her and her needs . She wondered how she would ever get by without this dear sweet friend . He was too good to be true . Henry left Margaret 's hospital room and stopped by Allan 's office . They needed to talk . Henry was a con artist . He pitched his foundation to Allan telling about all the wonderful things they 've accomplished . Allan wasn 't buying it . Henry insisted his foundation was legitimate . Allan informed Henry he had his finances checked into . His investigator had called from the Cayman Islands . He would have proof of Henry 's indiscretions shortly . He told Henry he wanted him out of Margaret 's life completely . Henry finally cracked and let his guard down . He threatened Allan and walked away . Father slowly entered the city . The bright sun made him blink and his eyes watered as they tried to adjust from years spent in the dark tunnels . Finally , he gazed at a world he hadn 't seen in thirty five years . What changes had occurred since then ! The noise of the street was deafening , cars and trucks lined up , horns blaring in impatience . Thousands of people milling about , street performers dancing on the ground , storefront windows with mannequins in odd clothing , men with huge radios sitting on their shoulders with speakers turned inward against their ears , volume turned to an astounding level . Father shook his head at the madness . This was certainly not the world he remembered . He looked up and saw a familiar building . It was the courthouse and he cringed as his thoughts wandered back to the last time he had been there . He shrugged off his thoughts and kept walking . Father stood up and shook his head . " No , I need to do this alone . Thank you , Lou , you 've been a good friend . " Father left and slowly made his way to his destination . He walked into Allan 's office building and stood inside the elevator . He gasped in surprise at the speed when he was whisked up and he leaned against the railing to hold himself in place . He smiled nervously as he made his way to Allan 's office . He and Allan had been good friends at one time . Allan 's address was the one listed in the message he had received earlier . He knew Allan would know how to get in touch with Margaret . Father entered the outer office and , seeing no one , he continued on into Allan 's office . He noticed there were papers scattered all over the floor and then he noticed Allan lying on the floor behind his desk . Father 's medical training kicked in and he rushed to Allan 's side . Even though he suspected Allan was already dead , he was huddled over him feeling for a pulse when the police stormed in , guns drawn . Father got up and stammered as he tried to explain . " Look , I 'm a Doctor . . . he was already . . . . " The police officer told him to shut up . He took Father out of the office , while another officer handcuffed him . They read him his Miranda Rights and hauled him to their cruiser . He was taken to the police station where he was charged with murder . He refused to give them his real name . His picture was taken and he was fingerprinted under the name of John Doe . The detectives on the case came in and questioned him . They were furious because he was not forthcoming with answers . They accused him of killing Allan Taft , but Father only replied that he hadn 't killed Allan . He would say little else as he would do nothing to bring attention to himself or the community Below . Frustrated , they led him into a jail cell where he sat and mourned the death of his friend . He was also worried about Margaret 's well being . He thought back to their meeting and their brief life together . Twelve hours later , across the city , Catherine was asleep in bed when she heard the familiar tapping at her window . " He 's never this late ! It must be urgent , he would never wake me unless it was an emergency ! " she thought . With no thought for her robe , she flew out of bed and met Vincent on her balcony . " Vincent ? " " He went Above today for the first time I can remember . He should have been back hours ago . " He worriedly looked out at the city . " He 's somewhere in this city . " He turned to her in desperation . " I need your help , Catherine . " He thought of the horrible things that had happened to him when he was in the world Above . He worried that the same dangers existed for Father . " I should never have let him go alone . " " Where was he going ? " Vincent shrugged . " It had something to do with his life before . " " When he lived Above ? " He nodded his assent so she continued . " What has he told you about his life then ? " " Only that it was another life lived by another person and that the memory of it was best forgotten . I know he was a doctor . " Catherine knew that much as well . " Do you know his full name ? " " I 've always called him Father . " Catherine knew he realized how useless his answer was . " Oh , Vincent , that 's not much to go on . Do you know why he came Above ? " Vincent shrugged . " I could try to find out . Perhaps if I wake Dustin and ask him he would remember . Father gets so many messages sent to him throughout the day I 'm not sure this one message would stand out . " " Would anyone from Below have any other information about his past ? " " I 'm not sure , Catherine . A person 's privacy is held in high esteem Below . If someone chooses not to speak of their previous life their wishes are usually respected . " She nodded in understanding , thinking of other options . " Do you think Father may have paperwork from his life above , a birth certificate , driver 's license , something hidden away in a file or a drawer ? " Vincent sat thinking and then he began to nod his head . " He has a wardrobe closet . Since I was a child , I 've always been told that it contained his personal items and that I couldn 't look in there . " He anticipated her next question and half smiled . " I never looked in there . " She reached for his hand and squeezed it reassuringly . " Maybe it 's time you did , Vincent . I 'll need more information if I have any hope of finding him . " He nodded and turned to go . " I 'll be back as soon as I can . " She grabbed his arm and turned him back to face her . She put her arms around him and offered what little comfort she could . " I 'll be here . " Vincent went Below and headed for Mary 's chamber . She was inside crocheting sweaters when he appeared in her doorway . She looked up expectedly . " Has Father returned , Vincent ? " Vincent shook his head solemnly . " No , he hasn 't . Mary , I went to Catherine to ask for her help in finding him . She wondered if anyone Below knew of his real name or anything about his life previous to the tunnels . " Mary sighed . " I 've always called him , Father . Peter would know but he 's gone to that damn medical conference until sometime next week . I wonder if there is a way to get in touch with him . . . " Vincent sighed . " That 's a good idea and one we may have to go with but I hoped to have an answer sooner . Is there anyone else ? " Mary frowned in frustration . " Perhaps there is something in his chamber . Have you looked ? " Vincent shook his head and Mary continued . " Vincent , I 'm sure he has kept some kind of memories from his time Above . You 're his son , I think you owe it to him to look for it , to find a way to help him . " Vincent left and entered his father 's chamber . His heart was in turmoil . What he was about to do was unheard of Below . A person 's privacy was treated with great respect . He felt like he was betraying his Father , He knew , though , if he hoped to help him , he had to go on . He began in his desk , searching through drawers and papers . He overturned books and opened envelopes , dropping things to the floor in his desperation to find any information . He finally had exhausted all possibilities and went to the wardrobe closet . He reached out and slowly opened the door . The closet was mostly empty , but he saw an old suit jacket with an ID from Chittenden Research Institute with Father 's picture on it . He also found a picture in a frame with a photograph of a bride and groom . The man appeared to be Father . " He was married ? ! " Vincent thought . " Where was his wife ? What happened to her ? " He turned the frame over and there was an envelope attached to the back . He went to open it but stopped . He couldn 't bring himself to open it so he put it in his pocket then left to go back to Catherine 's . Catherine came outside when she heard his footsteps on the balcony . He skipped the greeting and jumped into the report of his findings . " I don 't know if it is helpful or not but I found an ID from Chittenden Research in his wardrobe . " Catherine nodded . " Good , that means he worked there at one time . Vincent , if I go to the library tomorrow I can go through the old newspapers from around the time he came Below , Maybe I 'll find something . " Vincent nodded and left while Catherine raced to get dressed . As promised , she met him at the threshold and together they went to the side door of the library where the security guard ushered them in . Safely inside , Vincent made the introductions . " Jim , this is Catherine Chandler . Catherine , Jim Wheeler . " Jim nodded . " Okay , let 's go . I can 't stay there and help you but I can get you started . He led them to the third floor and turned on the power to one of the machines . " What years do you need to research ? " Jim walked to a cabinet and handed Vincent a box before he grabbed another one . " You have the box from the 1945 to 1950 . I have the box from 1951 to 1955 . " Catherine interrupted him . " I know how to use it . If you 're busy , Jim , don 't let us keep you from your duties . " Jim looked up . " Good , I really shouldn 't stay in one area too long . If you guys need anything I 'll be back to check in a little while . " Over the next hour , Catherine looked through page after page of old newspapers . She was looking for news information about Chittenden Research Institute from over thirty years ago . She finally found an article from June of 1951 . She read to Vincent that the institute was given money from the government to conduct studies on the effects of nuclear fallout . She forwarded to another article printed in November of that year . One of the research doctors claimed that Chittenden misrepresented his findings . She forwarded to the next page and saw a picture of Father . " My God ! It 's him , there 's a photo . " Relief was evident in her voice as she continued to read . " He was forced to retire when he called for the abolition of atomic weapons and a halt to research . His name was Dr . Jacob Wells . " She forwarded and found another headline . " Anti Atomic Researcher Named a Communist . . . Stripped of Medical License . " She sat back in her seat , shocked and dismayed . " He was black - listed ! The Un - American Activities Committee ! " Vincent came over and sat by her . " I 've read about that time . " Catherine read the story aloud as he reached into his cloak and laid the unopened envelope on the table in front of her . It was addressed to Jacob Wells , the sender was a woman named Margaret Chase . Vincent quietly looked at the envelope . " I also found this in his dresser behind a photograph . . . . a wedding photograph . " " And you haven 't opened it ? " He shook his head no , head hung low . " I couldn 't . " Catherine nodded in understanding . " Vincent . . . " She grabbed a hold of his chin turning his face towards her . She looked deeply into his eyes and continued . " If we have any hope of finding him we need to learn everything we can about his life . " Catherine opened the letter and read it aloud . It was a letter to Jacob from his young bride . She told how her father had sent her to Paris and annulled her marriage to Jacob . She hadn 't fought with her father to try to stop him , she had just let it happen . She asked for Jacob 's forgiveness for her lack of strength to stand behind him when he needed her most . Catherine looked at Vincent . Both of them sympathized with Father for the things that had happened to him . He lost his job , his name , his credibility and his wife all at the same time . It was horrific to think of all he must have gone through . They exited the library and headed Below . In silence , Vincent walked Catherine home through the tunnels . As they drew close to her home , she turned to him . " At least I have something to work with now . There obviously won 't be any recent records of Father but maybe I can track down some for Margaret . " Vincent sighed in exasperation . " You can try . Thank you for your help , Catherine . " Catherine reached out and touched his arm . " Vincent , we 'll find him . I won 't give up until we do . " Impulsively , she put her arms around his neck and cradled his head to her shoulder . She had never held him so intimately , she wondered briefly if he would pull away from her . She smiled inwardly as he sighed and put his arms around her and took the comfort she offered . Too soon , a noise from Above had him pulling away . " Goodnight . " Vincent walked home . He knew it was close to dawn and the children would be getting ready for school . He assumed Mary or maybe one of the older kids would handle the classes in Father 's absence . Dustin was awake but being lazy this morning . When Vincent walked over , Dustin was afraid of being reprimanded so he shot up in bed and started to remove his covers . " I 'm sorry , Vincent . I 'm getting up , see ? " Dustin thought for a second then his eyes brightened and he smiled . " Yeah . . . I mean yes . It came from Lou . He kicked it down the storm drain like he usually does . " Vincent and Lou laughed at the old joke . Lou had tried to cut Vincent 's hair when he was a two year old and Vincent growled and bit him . Father was so horrified that Lou needed stitches in his hand , from that day forward , he made Mary trim Vincent 's hair while he was sleeping . Vincent grew serious and looked at Lou . " Lou , Father received a message from you yesterday . He left soon after that and went Above . I must know what was in that message . " Lou shook his head . " I can 't tell you that , Vincent . If you want to know what the message said you need to ask Father yourself . " Lou worriedly sat down on the basement steps . " It wasn 't a message really , Vincent . It was a classified ad from the newspaper . We believed it was sent by a woman from his past . " Vincent shook his head . " No , with the help of Catherine , I discovered the truth of his past life . Lou , can you remember what the message said ? " " It was just a saying . . . The Wreck of My Memories and it had an address . I don 't remember the address though … Wait ! I looked up a name for Jacob yesterday , it was a friend of his … " Vincent was crestfallen as Lou flipped through the phone book . Lou looked up smiling . " Here it is ! Oh and hey , my neighbor may still have yesterday 's paper . Let me try and get a copy . " * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A few hours later , Catherine found a lead on a Margaret Chase . She was a wealthy socialite who recently moved back to New York . Her age was close to Father 's so Catherine decided to try to meet with her . A man named Henry Dutton was at her residence and kept Catherine from seeing Margaret , claiming she was too ill . He asked if he could help and Catherine declined saying she would come back another time . Henry Dutton had rubbed Catherine the wrong way . She didn 't know why but she didn 't like him . Something wasn 't right about him . Suspicious , she went back to the office and asked Edie to check him out for her . Catherine finally sat down at her desk then called all the hospitals and shelters in the area and even the police stations and the morgue . There was no record of a Jacob Wells or anyone fitting his description . Joe came up and grinned at her as he reminded her she was late for a deposition . She hurriedly left the office to go to the prison . As she walked to the man 's cell , she spotted Father behind bars . Shocked , she slammed to a stop in front of his cell . He looked up at her then worriedly turned his back on her . She understood his silent message and continued on , her thoughts racing . " He 's here ! In prison ! He 's alive and okay ! What 's happened ? What did he do ? " she thought . At least he was safe and she would send word Below immediately . " A lawyer , guy by the name of Allan Taft . The police officers found Mr . Doe leaning over the body . They arrested him and tried to get information out of him but he refuses to cooperate . He 's competent enough to stand trial . I don 't get it , the guy 's going to go to prison for the rest of his life and he won 't try to defend himself . " Jodie picked up the phone and made a call . She hung up and looked at over Catherine . " The guys are going to bring him to the visiting area . It 's going to take a few minutes to get him there . " Catherine went over to a counter and dug out a paper . She jotted a note to Vincent and called for Benny the messenger . She told him to pick up the message at the front desk and she explained its urgency . " Sure Cathy , the guys are bringing John Doe now . They 're pretty curious though , he 's refused to see anyone but he 's reluctantly agreed to you . You can go meet him now . " He came in and glanced at her then looked away . Wanting privacy for herself and Father , Catherine looked up and addressed the guard . " Leave us alone please . " When the guard left , she looked at him with concern . " Are you all right ? " He spoke to her harshly . " No ! Please stay out of it ! " When he saw the look of real concern on her face , he continued in a quieter voice . " You must . Anything you do to draw attention to me can only . . . . " She interrupted angrily , " You are being charge with murder ! " He looked at her and then away . He knew the severity of the charges but didn 't care what happened to him . Vincent and the world Below needed to be protected at all costs . Catherine sighed . " You must tell me everything that happened ! " When he didn 't reply , she was hurt by his distrust and it showed on her face . " Don 't you know by now that you can trust me ? " Wanting to make her understand , Father answered her . " It 's not that . . . I may be a stranger to your world but I 'm no stranger to the betrayals of your judicial system . " Her anger flared again . " I 'm the only one who can help you ! " He begged her . " If you really want to help me , please , go away ! " Catherine shook her head . " I can 't do that . " She would not leave him alone and defenseless . Without her help , he 'd be put in a cell and left there to die . She owed him her life . He meant too much to her and to Vincent for her to turn her back on him . " Jacob , " she said quietly . He turned to her , surprised at hearing her say his real name . She continued sympathetically . " I know who you were what you went through . " He had hoped to be able to tell Vincent the truth , now it was taken from his hands . " I didn 't want to keep things hidden from him . I wanted to forget . Does he understand that ? " Catherine had guessed wrong and for that she was grateful . She still saw some of his fighting spirit and she hoped to get him excited enough to help her get him out of this mess . " Was it Margaret who sent for you ? " Father didn 't want to speak more but his concern for his ex - wife was more important . " Margaret ? Have you seen her ? " " No , I tried but she 's too ill to have visitors . " " She 's in a hospital ? " " No , she 's at home . " Father nodded , guessing that she was well enough to be at home and not in a hospital . He decided to tell Catherine what he knew . " She sent me a message , The Wreck of My Memories . " Catherine took a note pad out of her briefcase wanting to write down information . " Did her message to you mean that she was in trouble ? " " I don 't know . I took it to mean that she wanted to see me again . " " And who was Allan Taft ? " " A friend . He defended me during the witch hunts , he put his own reputation on the line . " " Was he Margaret 's lawyer ? " " He was the family lawyer . " Catherine thought for a moment . She knew Father hadn 't killed Allan but who had ? On a hunch , she looked at Father . " Do you know a man named Henry Dutton ? " Catherine only had her dislike of Dutton to lead her ; she had hoped for a link but was now discouraged . " I don 't know . " She sighed . " Well , what else can you tell me about Margaret ? Anything that would help me piece this together ? " Father shrugged . " I don 't know . She was so young when I knew her , so beautiful . " He knew he hadn 't helped but that was all he knew about Margaret . " Father , I sent word to Vincent , he was so worried . I hope you don 't mind ? " He nodded , smiling his thanks . " I promise you I will get to the bottom of this . The wrong man will not pay for this crime ! " The word ' pay ' stuck in his mind . He turned to her apologetically . " Pay … Catherine . . . I could never pay you for your services . " " Did you actually think I would take money from you ? " Catherine was hurt again by his words and looked away . Father looked up at her , surprised that he had offended her . " I … " " You saved my life and you 're Vincent 's father . You mean the world to him . . . and to me . Getting you out of this mess will be payment enough . " Father was immediately contrite . " I 'm sorry , I didn 't mean to imply . . . but the expenses . . . ! " " . . . Are mine ! " She spat out suddenly angry then sighed and calmed herself . " Now , let 's try this again . Is there anything I can get you ? " " No , I 'm fine , really . " He smiled at her . " Thank you . " " If you need anything … anything at all … call me . The guards have all my numbers . " Catherine got up to leave and another attorney walked into the room . She smiled broadly and gave him a hug . " Hi , Brad . " Father observed Catherine 's interaction with the other attorney . They were about the same age and both were very attractive people yet Catherine looked at him as an old friend not as a romantic prospect . He tried to listen closely as they talked but he couldn 't quite make out what they were saying . Brad looked over at Father , who eyed him distrustfully . He and Catherine walked over closer to him . " I see you 've been talking with John Doe here . I 'm supposed to be his public defender but I can 't get him to talk . " Catherine shrugged and kept silent . Brad shook his head . " I 've been trying for two days to get something out of him , did you have any luck ? " He shook his head . " Mr . Doe over here has suddenly become homeless . He said he had no where to go . He would rather wait here for his trial . " Brad shrugged . " I can ask , the judge won 't be in until tomorrow , he did say bail would be high . " Brad mentioned an unusually high amount and Father gasped . Catherine looked into Father 's eyes as she answered Brad . " Will you see if the judge will set it today then let me know , whatever it is , I 'll pay it . " Catherine smiled and shrugged . " I just saw him in the tombs . He 's innocent though Brad . I don 't know how , but I can just tell . " Brad grumbled . " Cat , I think you 're crazy , but I 'll call you . " He turned to Father . " You 're a lucky guy , Mr . Doe . " Catherine smiled and winked at Father , trying to reassure him . Brad opened the door and Catherine followed him out . Father was led back to his cell where he spent the rest of the time thinking about Margaret . Back at the office , Edie approached Catherine . She finished her investigation on Henry Dutton . He was as clean as a whistle . Catherine 's gut told her that something wasn 't right about Dutton , she just didn 't trust him . Margaret was a very wealthy woman . She recently included Dutton in her will , her longtime friend and lawyer was now dead , and she was unable to see visitors . Something was definitely wrong here . Catherine decided to go to Allan Taft 's office to see if she could find any information about Dutton . There was nobody in the outer offices so she went into Taft 's personal office and located Dutton 's file but it was empty . She glanced at his desk and perused through the mail . She found a large envelope marked confidential . In it was a summary of an investigation conducted on Dutton . It was definitely not in his favor . Catherine took it and left Taft 's office . As she was leaving the building , two men trapped her in the glass turnstile . Despite her efforts to escape , they took her to see Dutton . Henry was waiting at Margaret 's house . He was not pleased Catherine knew about him and he knew he would have to have her removed from the picture . Henry , Catherine and Connor , one of his men got into the elevator . Catherine guessed they were taking her somewhere to kill her . Her fear had summoned Vincent to her and she could tell he was nearby . She sensed when Vincent landed on the top of the elevator . When it slammed to a stop between floors , she was prepared . Dutton and Connor fell into the walls . As they struggled to get up , she knocked them back down . Vincent 's hand broke through the top of the elevator and she grabbed his arm as he lifted her to safety . To get free , they would have to climb up through the elevator shaft . Vincent told her to hold on tightly to him so she grabbed him around his shoulders and chest and locked her arms . He climbed hand over hand up the cables of the elevator and took them to another floor to safety . " Are you hurt , Catherine ? " " I can 't Vincent ! This is Margaret 's house . She 's probably in her bedroom I need to stay here , make sure she 's safe . " Catherine called the police while Vincent kept an eye on their prisoners . He left when he heard the sirens . Catherine answered the door when the police came . " Officer O ' Donnell . My name 's Catherine Chandler . I 'm with the District Attorney 's office . I had recently found some incriminating documents on Henry Dutton 's foundation and I think they were planning on killing me . Dutton and another man are trapped in the elevator . Another one of Dutton 's men kidnapped me and brought me here . " " I slammed the emergency button on the elevator . The men fell and I managed to fight them . I pushed Dutton into the wall and knocked him unconscious . The other guy hit his head when I kicked him . I climbed onto the hand rail and tore down a ceiling tile and climbed out . " The officer checked Catherine 's condition . She did in fact have grease on her hands from the elevator cables and her clothes were in disarray indicating a scuffle . " You 're lucky . I 'll call you if I need any more information but it sounds pretty cut and dry . " The other policemen managed to get Dutton and his man from the elevator . They were put under arrest . Catherine had enough evidence to put Dutton and his men away for a long time . " Father will be cleared off all charges , " she thought smiling . Margaret had heard all the commotion and came out of her room . She was surprised to see all of the police around and Henry being led out in handcuffs . " Henry , what 's going on ? " Catherine went to her and sat her down on a nearby chair . " Hello , Miss Chase . I 'm Catherine Chandler . I 'm with the District Attorney 's office . " Margaret smiled at Catherine 's friendliness . " Margaret , please . Now , what 's going on ? Where are they taking Henry ? " Catherine took Margaret 's hand . " Margaret , Henry Dutton is a criminal . He preys on people 's vulnerabilities . His victims have been mostly the sick and the elderly . He 's been funneling money from his foundation into his personal account . Allan Taft had gotten the proof of Dutton 's activities , so he had Allan killed . " Margaret cried out in dismay . " Allan 's dead and Henry did it ? I can 't believe any of this ! " " I know , I 'm sorry . " Catherine sympathized with her but there was still more , she needed to know . " Sort of … Father . . . . I mean Jacob Wells was accused of Allan 's murder . Jacob had gone to Allan 's in response to your ad . When he got there , Allan was already dead . The police showed up and assumed Jacob was guilty . Dutton 's man , Connor , just admitted to killing Allan under orders from Dutton . ' Margaret shook her head trying to take in all the news . " Will Jacob be released now ? " Catherine nodded her head . " Yes . " Margaret looked at her tentatively . " Catherine , you called Jacob , father . Is he . . . ? " Catherine shook her head . " No , Father is an honorary title . " She stopped . She wondered of she should tell this woman anything about the world Below . She didn 't know her well enough to know if she could be trusted . Besides , it was a long story and she wanted to handle Father 's release from prison . Margaret looked at her desperately . " Can you please take me to Jacob ? " Catherine offered her an alternative . " I can ask him if he 'd like to meet with you . " Tears formed in Margaret 's eyes . " Please , I must see him . You must convince him to meet with me ! " Catherine sensed her urgency . " Margaret ? What 's so important ? " Margaret sensed that Catherine was protecting Jacob . If she had any hope of seeing him in time she would have to tell Catherine the truth . " Catherine , I 'm dying . I 've had pancreatic cancer for a while now . I don 't have much time left . I must see Jacob again before it 's too late . " Catherine frowned as she made an instant decision . " Margaret , I 'm going to go out on a limb here and trust you . There 's a very special place , a secret place . Jacob abandoned this world when he lost everything and went there and started a new world . He 's the leader in this community and many people depend on it for their livelihoods . " Margaret nodded in understanding . " Will you take me there ? To Jacob ? " Catherine ignored her and continued . " In this secret place there is a very special man , an extraordinary man . He was brought to this world as a baby and given to Jacob , who raised him as his son . His name is Vincent . His unusual features prevent him from living anywhere but in this place . " Catherine smiled then helped Margaret get dressed . They called a taxi and got off in the park . Catherine supported Margaret , who looked at her in surprise as she walked her towards the culvert . Once inside , Catherine tapped out a message , but Vincent had already sensed her presence and was on his way to her . He was surprised to see Catherine standing with an older woman and he slowed to a stop . Margaret blinked once as she looked into the face of an unusual man , a beautiful , unusual man . Margaret warmly held out her hands to Vincent . " You must be Vincent . " Surprised at her ready acceptance , he took her hands in his and guessed correctly . " And you must be Margaret . " Catherine looked at him . " Vincent , I 'm going to the courthouse to handle Father 's release . I 'm going to bring him home . If it 's okay with Margaret , can she stay here with you ? " Catherine looked at them both simultaneously . " Yes Catherine . If Margaret chooses , she 'll be welcome here . I 'll personally see to her comforts . " He looked at Margaret with a question in his eyes . Margaret stood there smiling . " I would be honored to stay with you , Vincent . We can talk until Jacob comes home . " Catherine nodded in relief . " Good ! " She turned to leave when Vincent called her back . He took her hand in his and gently squeezed it . " Thank you , Catherine . " Margaret had slipped her arm into Vincent 's as he escorted her Below . Mindful of her health they walked slowly , enjoying each other 's company . Vincent talked about himself and the creation of their world . " Father founded this world . He along with some other people created a productive , loving community . " Margaret was amazed at all Jacob had accomplished . She always thought he was destined for greatness . " How many people live here , Vincent ? " Vincent shrugged . " The number changes all the time , Margaret . I think the most we ever had at one time , was close to one hundred . " Vincent was shocked that this woman would think this way . " Margaret , he went Above for the first time in over thirty years because of your message . I 've never know him to treat someone unfairly . I promise you that he 'll want to see you the second he arrives . " At the courthouse , Catherine started the release process for Father . As police officer came to stand at the front of his cell . Father stood up from his bed a question in his eyes . Father looked at the man incredulously . " Dismissed ? " The officer shook his head in wonder and chuckled . " Yeah , some lady at the DA 's office found the real killer . " Father smiled . Catherine had come through for them once again . He walked upstairs and found Catherine waiting for him with a smile . He was surprised when she hugged him warmly . " Hello , Father , are you ready to go home ? " They left quickly and walked towards the subway . Father looked over at her curiously . " Catherine , did you find out who killed Allan ? " " Henry Dutton , the man I asked you about . He was a con - artist who was swindling people . Allan found out about him so Dutton had him killed . I found Margaret in the process . . . " Catherine smiled at his eagerness but the smiled quickly turned to a frown . " Father . . . I took her Below . " She tentatively sneaked a peek at him , hoping he wouldn 't explode in anger . Father 's brow furrowed in confusion . " Below ? " Catherine nodded . " She 's visiting with Vincent while I came to get you . " Father was stunned at this bit of news but smiled at her as they reached the subway steps Catherine turned to look at him . " Well , goodbye . " He reached out to touch her hand . " Catherine , you 've been more than a good friend to me . I know what you risked and believe me I am grateful ! Goodbye . " He turned and walked down a few steps . Catherine thought about it then called out , effectively stopping him . " Father ? I just want you to know that I would never hurt him . . . I love him . " He smiled , already knowing the truth behind her confession . " I know . I also know it can only bring him unhappiness . " Catherine looked at him in distress . She hoped that with all they had been through that Father was starting to change his opinion of her . " Why do you say that ? ' " Because part of him . . . . is a man . " He turned and left , thinking about all the things his son could never have . Catherine thought about his odd statement . She turned and left thinking about the fact that she had just told Vincent 's father that she loved Vincent . " I just admitted I love Vincent ! " Catherine thought . She smiled to herself as more thoughts flooded her mind . " When did this happen ? How could I have told his father and not him ? Should I tell him ? I wonder if Father will tell him ? What if he doesn 't love me back ? What then ? " Catherine left Father and headed into work . She was sitting at her desk when Joe walked up . " Hey , Radcliffe ? We don 't have enough to do in this office ? You 're still out solving cases that don 't belong to us again ? " Catherine looked at him quizzically and he smirked . " Heard you got a John Doe released , you found the real killer all on your own . " Father nodded . " It 's good to be home . . . Where is she ? " " Over here Jacob , " Margaret responded smiling , the love for him showing in her eyes . Father stared at her as she ran to him and reached for his hands . " Jacob . . . Oh Jacob ! " Vincent sent out strict instructions that Father was to be left alone for a few days . Everyone was to come to him instead of Father for the time being . Father and Margaret spent a few hours alone in his chamber catching up . By evening they were getting hungry and he led her to the dining chamber for dinner . He introduced her and everyone graciously welcomed her . Father sat her at a table with Vincent , Mary , Pascal , Rebecca , and Winslow . They had a wonderful conversation and Margaret never felt more at peace . After an hour or so , everyone started to go their separate ways . Mary looked at Margaret . " I could prepare a guest chamber for you if you 'd like to stay . " Margaret followed Father back to his room . Father noticed the gown and secretly thanked Mary for her foresight . He handed it to Margaret who blushed . " Margaret , if you 've changed your mind we can . . . " He nodded and led her to his chamber . Margaret watched as he blew out most of the candles except a few in the far corners . He looked over at her . " I 'm going to go see William in the kitchen . I 'll be back in ten or fifteen minutes . " She smiled gratefully . He kissed her cheek as he left the room . She quickly changed and slipped under the covers . She felt as nervous as a new bride on her wedding day . William handed him a few cookies and a glass of milk . Father ate the cookies and drank the milk then smiled at William . " Have a good night , William . " Father blushed and walked away . He walked into his bedroom chamber and smiled at Margaret who lay in his bed . He blew out a few more candles , leaving only one burning . He sat on the edge of the bed and undressed then slipped in beside her . They lay side by side staring up at the ceiling . The next few days they never left each other 's side . Father told her the history of his world and showed her everything in it . Margaret told him about her life . Their love blossomed again , the past quickly forgotten and forgiven . Kipper shrugged . " I don 't know . Margaret asked me to escort you to Vincent 's chamber and I was told not to tell anyone about it . " Margaret interrupted . " Wait , hear me out . Jacob has told me your whole story . I understand that , like myself , you come from a wealthy family . " Catherine blushed but nodded , so Margaret continued . " I want to stipulate to you that the monies be used to help this community . It is a vast amount of money and I want to leave it with someone I know and trust . Allan was that person and now that he 's gone well . . . anyway … coming from wealth , you understand how it can change a person . In the short time I 've known you , I realize that you can be trusted to do what is right for this community and still keep its secret intact . " Catherine was honored . " Thank you , Margaret , but what does Father say to all of this ? " Margaret sighed . " He says that they have all that they need and I should do something useful with the money and then refused to talk anymore about it . " Catherine chuckled . " That sounds like him . " Margaret looked at her again . " Catherine , I owe Jacob everything . He deserved a much better lease in life than he got . I 'm hoping that when I 'm gone he will have the comforts I could never provide . How soon can you get started ? " Margaret pushed a piece of paper at Catherine with an address and phone number . " Jacob said this man is a lawyer as well as a helper . He has already drawn up the papers . I 'd like to know if you can review them and if you 're happy with them sign them and bring them to me . " Catherine nodded . " Of course . " Catherine could tell by Margaret 's urgent tone that the end was drawing near . She took her hand in hers and , with tears in her eyes , rushed to ease Margaret 's mind . " I 'll do it this morning . I 'll be back this afternoon . " Vincent was silent almost the entire way to her threshold . Catherine knew he was wondering what was going on but it wasn 't her place to say anything . " Vincent , I have to see Margaret again this afternoon . Should I call on the pipes ? " Vincent placed his hand over hers . " . . . and a person is entitled to their privacy . Catherine , I 'm sorry . I am curious but I 'm also distracted right now with a drainage problem we 've been working on . " Margaret laughed . " Vincent , don 't be silly ! This is your chamber after all . I was just wool gathering . Let me get out of your way . " She patted his hand . " Vincent , I was an only child and as such was the sole beneficiary of my father 's estate . I never married again and have no heirs . When I pass , I planned on donating my estate to charity but I want you to know that I am leaving it to Catherine instead . " Margaret laughed . " You 're so much like Jacob sometimes . Catherine will be the executor of my trust . She 'll be the one to oversee the distribution of my wealth . " Margaret waved her hand dismissively . " It should have been mine and Jacob 's all along . If my father wasn 't so controlling it would 've been . Now , indirectly it will still be mine and Jacob 's . " Vincent put his arm around her and supported her as they walked into the library . He sat her down and poured tea for her . " Margaret , if you 'll be okay now , I 'll send word to Father that you 're here . " Jeff stood up and closed the door behind her as he smiled . He walked over and shook Catherine 's hand . " Hello , Catherine , please call me Jeff . I feel like we 're in this too deep to sit on formalities . " Catherine smiled in agreement as Jeff motioned towards a chair . " Please sit . " Catherine sat and he continued . " I 'll tell you I was surprised when I got such an unusual message this morning . " Jeff sighed . " Well , in view of the recent events of Dutton 's actions , I think we can easily change Margaret 's trust to show you as the beneficiary . I wonder if you 've thought of a story to tell people if they ask . " Catherine shook her head and Jeff nodded in understanding . " I guess I 'll just say that Miss Chase walked into my office off the street and asked me to draw up papers . What story can we give as to why you 're the beneficiary of a trust that could feed most third world countries ? " Jeff shrugged . One story was as good as the next . He handed Catherine the papers and they reviewed them together . Catherine found no changes that she would recommend . " Good , I 'm going Below right now to have Margaret sign them . At least I 'll get to witness her signature first hand . Tell me , I 'm curious . How on earth do you think you 're going to be able to support the world Below without Father knowing it ? " " I have no idea ! " Catherine shrugged then nodded and stood . " Jeff , I work at the DA 's office , if you need me for anything you can call me there . I was supposed to bring the paperwork to Margaret , if she needs me , tell her to send a message to me , okay ? " Catherine looked at her watch . It was only 9 : 33 . She rolled her eyes at him . He motioned for her to come over . " Hey , Cathy , come in here a second will ya ? " Catherine followed Joe to his office . He sat down and handed her some files . " I just wanted to tell you that Connor , that guy that was with Dutton is singing up a storm . The FBI is handling the investigation because of all the money Dutton laundered from people . Someone said he killed that attorney , Taft ? Was it ? So he could take the money from some rich dame who 's about to kick it . " Jeff went Below and walked to Father 's library . Margaret had just woken from a nap when he walked in . Father was sitting with her while they had a cup of tea . " Jeff , come in . " They laughed and Jeff continued explaining everything . Margaret was happy that Catherine approved and signed all the documents . Jeff took her hand . " Margaret , these will be filed today . " Catherine went home late that night and was getting ready for bed when Vincent came to see her . She came out to meet him . " Hi , Vincent . " Catherine nodded as he handed it to her . She opened it and read what Margaret wrote . She finished and looked up at Vincent . " She 's thanking me for the legal help I gave her . " Vincent smiled shyly . " It did lead to some pretty inventive speculation . " He sighed . " Margaret said the end is near . She made me promise to help guide you with spending the money . " Vincent left and Catherine raced to the phone only to discover it was a wrong number . With a sigh , she got ready for bed and climbed under her covers . She was asleep within minutes . One week later , Father woke in the early morning . He leaned over and kissed Margaret 's cheek . They had made love the night before and connected with one another on a truly magical plane . Margaret slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him . " Jacob , I 'll love you always . " Father leaned over and held her as she took her last breath . He sat and held her for what seemed like hours . He stood up and got dressed then wrapped Margaret 's body in a blanket . He went to nearest pipes and tapped out a message . Jeff had arranged with Margaret earlier , that the easiest way to avoid an inquiry into her affairs would be if it was discovered that she fell asleep at home and never woke up . As much as Margaret would have like to be buried by Jacob , she agreed to let her body be taken Above and buried in the family crypt . Four of the tunnel men came into Father 's chamber and removed Margaret 's body . She would be taken to her home and left in her bedroom . A neighbor would call in an anonymous tip . Vincent had heard the message and quickly ran from the work site only to see the men leaving Father 's chamber with Margaret 's body . He stopped by them and placed his hand on Margaret 's arm and said his goodbyes . Father never answered and Vincent backed slowly out of his chamber . He sent word for everyone to continue to come to him and not Father for any problems that came up . News spread quickly and everyone made sure that things operated smoothly and that any minor problems were handled immediately . That night , Vincent stood on Catherine 's balcony . She walked out and knew from the look in his eyes that he had bad news . " Margaret passed away this morning . " Catherine 's eyes welled with tears and she went into Vincent 's arms . They hugged each other , each seeking comfort from the other . Catherine sighed and pulled away . She wiped the tears from her face and looked up at Vincent . " She was such a special person . I 'm going to miss her . " " We were able to get into her home . She was put in her own bed then a tip was called in . She should be at a funeral home by now . " Catherine nodded . " It 's hard to believe that it was just over a week ago when this all happened . I wish they could have found one another sooner , had more time together . " Vincent looked at her . " Margaret said that the last seven days were the happiest in her life . " " And how is Father ? " " Healing , alone , grateful . " " Yes . " Catherine reflected on Father 's life , happy that he and Margaret had found one another but saddened because they had so little time left together . " It 's so sad . . . to have a beginning and an end . . . . and all the time in the middle empty . " " They had seven days , Catherine . . . seven days . " They both thought of their own relationship , thankful for whatever small time they spent together . Catherine walked into Vincent 's arms and held him tightly . Catherine spoke into his chest as she let the tears fall . " Vincent , it 's almost as sad as Brigit and Ian . " Vincent hugged her tighter . " Catherine , try not to dwell on the time spent apart but rejoice in the time spent together . Don 't be sad for what you can 't have , be happy for what you do have . " Catherine looked up at him . " You 're right . I look forward to spending any time I can with you , even if it 's just a few minutes at the end of the day . Somehow it makes it all right . " He leaned back against the wall and Catherine stood in front of him with her back to him . He put his arm around her neck and drew her to lie against his chest . They stared out at the sky in silence , each contemplating their own mortality . The next day , Margaret 's story hit the papers . They told about her father and the empire he built and about the charity work that Margaret did regularly . At the bottom of the article the reporter proclaimed that Margaret had been married briefly but her husband was thought to be dead . Catherine attended the wake and the funeral . She made personal donations in Margaret 's name to all of her favorite charities . She grabbed a remembrance card from the wake and a flower from the bouquet that adorned Margaret 's casket to send Below to Father . She left the funeral and walked to Stan 's Market . She bought a sympathy card for Father and signed it , " You are in my thoughts , Love , Catherine . " She placed the remembrance card and the flower from the bouquet inside the sympathy card and sent it Below . Maria smiled approvingly at Catherine . " Such a nice thing you do for Father . He will appreciate it . " " It seems so insignificant for the amount of pain he must be feeling . " Maria nodded . " Yes , but soon it will lessen and then eventually pass . Winter is coming soon and there will be many more problems to deal with then grief . " As Jeff predicted , few people inquired about Margaret 's will . They knew recent changes had been made because of the whole incident with Henry Dutton . The fact that another wealthy person had inherited was not newsworthy material . Catherine inherited the money and she and Jeff decided together where the best place for investment future would be . Although , she set up a checking account so she could have easy access to money anytime of the day . She dreamed of the checks having hers and Vincent 's name printed together on them . She giggled at her silliness and continued to look over the investment portfolio they created . She went home and filed the paperwork away for safe keeping . Vincent came over later that night . As she came out to the balcony he smiled at her . " Catherine , Father loved the thoughtfulness of the card you sent . He said to tell you thank you . " Vincent interrupted her . " He already has . I left him some time ago . He was grieving and wanted to be alone . I think he regretted missing the funeral but his fear of being discovered kept him away . " Catherine nodded . " I 'm glad he didn 't go . There were a lot of people there , mostly representatives from organizations she donated to . There weren 't very many friends or family members that she was close to . " " Margaret said that her father kept her pretty sheltered from others . She felt he thought that after her marriage to Father , she couldn 't be trusted to make good judgment calls . " Catherine shook her head and chuckled . " Too bad that Father and Margaret didn 't have a child together . Being a grandfather would have softened the old coot . " Vincent hung his head . " Margaret told Father that shortly after her father annulled the marriage she found out she was pregnant . Her father told her she would never carry a Communists child to term . Margaret said that all the stress caused her to lose the baby in the fourth month of her pregnancy . She shared the news and she and Father mourned the loss of their unborn child . Vincent sighed at the loss and Catherine fell into his arms . A few minutes later , Vincent pulled back . " Just think Catherine , if Margaret had followed a different path I would not have lived and we would have not met . " Catherine looked up at him with tears in her eyes . " How 's that supposed to make me feel better , Vincent ? That 's sad too ! "