Ranger station. The storm's still raging. Ranger Tactful walks two rangers to their vehicle. By the fire, Grace and Joan take off some of their wet things as Joan complains to her father about just sitting around until morning: "I don't understand why we can't go look for him!" Will points out that it's too dangerous. This seems too obvious to need much explanation. Grace: "But isn't that what they do?" Will says it's dark and the rain's too heavy: "The helicopters can't fly." Joan wants to know what will happen to Adam. Will says that as soon as the weather changes and it gets light, they'll start looking. Grace and Joan plop down on the couches near the fire.

The camera fades from that fire to the one in the Girardi fireplace. It drifts across the coffee table (upon which is a book on the museums of the Vatican, in a timely bit of stage dressing) to where Helen's asleep on the sofa. She wakes up as Kevin wheels in, wet from the storm, and parks himself by the fire. He asks if there's any news. Helen says there isn't, and that Will and Joan went up to the mountain. Kevin: "How could he be so stupid?" Helen: "Maybe he doesn't care. That's what I'm worried about." She puts her head down. Kevin: "So, uh…how'd it go today? Did you see him?" She looks up, not quite sure how Kevin found out. Kevin answers her unasked question: "Dad told me." He wheels over to face Helen, who says, "Well, he had no right." So that means Luke's probably the only one now who doesn't know Helen was raped. Kevin says he was worried about her. Helen: "Let's not do this, Kevin." Kevin: "Talk?" Helen's incredulous: "About this? Yes." Kevin replies gently, "So what happened to me is open season, but…" Helen interjects, "I said, let's drop it, Kevin." He says, "Look, Mom…I -- I know what it's like to have something happen to you that no one else can really understand…" She gets up, and cries, "You don't understand this! I have never claimed to know what it's like to be in that chair so don't you patronize me!" Kevin is taken aback by her vehement reaction, and watches as her face contracts and she sobs. Then she says, "I'm so sorry. But -- it's been twenty-five years, and seeing him, I -- I am right back there. And I just cannot talk about this with my children. I just can't." God, I don't blame her. I'm sure I couldn't either. She walks out, leaving Kevin a little shaken.