David, Trey, Anna, Mary, and Woody stood in worry outside Greenlee's hospital room. How was she going to take this? The divers hadn't been able to find either Leo or Vanessa. Well, their bodies anyway. It had been too long. There was no way they could have survived this long without being reached. But one of the divers had been found something – Leo's jacket. Anna had it in her arms. Leo loved that jacket; and now it was here as proof that he was really gone.

"I should show her," David volunteered. "She'll listen to me."

"We should all go in, David," his ex-wife tried to convince him. "We all love Greenlee, and maybe if she feels like we are all there for her…"

"No," David soundly rejected her idea. "This is hell for her. The worst thing we can do is overwhelm her and make her feel like we are ganging up on her. Maybe I can reason with her. Maybe I can somehow make this all okay. If it wasn't for me, Leo would still be here – with his wife." He meaningfully looked at Anna as he said those final three words. "It's my fault and I need to help her through this. I'm going in there, alone." David grabbed the jacket and slowly made his way through the door.

Greenlee was on the phone ordering someone on the other end to get to the falls and search for Leo. "Money is not an option!" she screamed. "Just get down there and find my husband!... I don't care how rough those rapids are, that's why I'm calling you!... Well, thanks for nothing!" Greenlee slammed the phone in frustration. Leo was still missing and somehow she had to get to him. "I won't give up on you, Leo," she whispered.

"Greenlee," David softly got her attention.

She immediately noticed the leather jacket in his hand. "Where did you get that? Did they find him? Did they find Leo? Please David, I need some good news." She looked at him with puppy dog eyes. He could see the tears filling up those brown beauties. They wanted to come out but Greenlee was forcibly restraining them.

David handed her the jacket and she held it up to her face, trying to find a piece of Leo in it – his smell, his touch… anything. "You don't have any good news for me, do you, David?"

He shook his head. David wished so badly to be able to fix everything, but it was too late. "I'm sorry, Greenlee. I'm so, so sorry."

"He's alive. I know he is," she countered. "Finding his jacket doesn't prove anything. He must have taken it off in the water to make it easier to swim, or maybe it fell off him when… I know he's still out there, and we have to find him. He's out there all alone and he needs me!"

"I wish it was true, Greenlee," David tried to reason with her. "But even if he survived the fall, the police said it's impossible for someone to stay alive in those waters for this long."

"No!" she interrupted him. "I can't believe that. I won't!"

Greenlee wrapped her arms around Leo's jacket and held it close. David looked at her with empathy. He wanted more than anything to give her peace, but as long as she was holding onto hope of Leo being alive, that would be impossible.

"I've heard stories, you know," Greenlee argumentatively told him, "of people that lose someone and they just know. They could be halfway across the world, and they know, the exact moment that it happens. And I don't feel that. Leo and I were more connected than anyone on this planet. So I would know if he was gone. I would know it. But I don't have that feeling. I know he is still out there, David, and he needs me."

"I know you want to believe that, Greenlee. But…"

"No, David! No buts. He is out there! He has to be!" she cried out as the tears she had been holding in began to run down her face. "He has to be," she barley choked out the final words.

David came over to her and sat next to her on her bed. The tears were coming out full force now as he put his arm around his sister-in-law. She buried her face in his chest as her eyes emptied out. Her crying was uncontrollable now.

"I'm going to take care of you, Greenlee," he tried to reassure her. "It's going to be okay, I promise."

Anna was watching the scene through the window of the room. She remembered what it was like when she lost her baby all those years ago and she understood what Greenlee was going through. There was nothing worse than losing someone that meant the world to you. Leo was her life. How was she supposed to move on?

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Bubba was your classic muscle guy. Six foot four, about 275 pounds, not the smartest guy around. He would have been a great NFL lineman if he could have stayed out of trouble. Now he made his living as muscle for hire and his current job was interesting enough. Apparently, this drug boss named Proteus had millions of dollars hidden away, and he was getting in on the action. All he had to do was follow orders, and he was promised ten percent of the money when they found it.

When his phone started to vibrate, a smile formed on his face. He had good news to tell.

"Yeah, boss."

"Bubba," the masked voice on the other end began. "Status report."

"I got one of them. The guy is still alive."

"And Vanessa?"

"She aint' talking to us. Saw her dead body washed up on the shore, boss. I disposed of it."

"Good work, Bubba. That had to have been Vanessa's attempt to go for the money and get her son to leave with her. Her soft spot for him was her undoing - so she must have showed him where the money is. Get him to talk. Find the money."

"And then what do you want me to do with this guy, boss?" Bubba asked.

"We don't leave loose ends, Bubba. Find the money – then kill him."

"You got it, boss."

Bubba hung up the phone and walked over to the man handcuffed to the table. He was in rough shape, but remarkably had no serious injuries. "Time to wake up duPres. Time to make me a very rich man."