Virgin River

You're okay.

You're okay.

He's alive.

Mike will be here any second. He's LAPD.

- Preacher, we can't trust the cops. - Paige, he's a friend.

No, just take me to Connie's. I could get Christopher and you can go.

Preach?

We're okay. I knocked him out. He tried to kill us both.

It's Valenzuela, we got Logan.

Roger that. Officer en route.

Vince Logan? You're under arrest.

Kidnapping and attempted murder. You have the right to remain silent.

- What about them? - What about them?

She killed my brother! He hid the body!

Ask him! Ask him!

Hey.

Uh, are you okay?

Yeah. I just thought I'd get a head start.

Chopping wood isn't exactly gonna be part of the glamping experience, you know?

It's not so glamporous.

So, you're not upset?

- No. - You tend to chop wood when you're upset.

I'm not upset. I just couldn't sleep.

Maybe 'cause you're upset?

You're funny.

So this isn't about Charmaine?

Nope.

Well, we should at least talk about last night.

- Maybe without the axe? - How about you talk and I'll chop?

- Babe, come on. - Really, what is there to talk about?

I'm not the father of the twins. End of story.

That's it?

That's it.

Are you upset?

Yeah, of course I'm upset. She lied to you.

To us, for months.

I was so nice to her despite all of her rude comments

and literal attempts to break us up.

I mean, who does that?

I get it.

I am truly sorry for dragging her into our relationship, okay?

But it's done.

All right? It's over. I don't want to dwell on it.

All right? This is what I want to focus on.

I want to get this place up and running for our family.

- You, me, her. - Mmm.

- Right? - Mmm-hmm.

We can do what we want now. You can leave the clinic if you want.

I mean, I don't want to leave, you know.

- We can handle it. That's all I'm saying. - Okay.

It's good.

I still think... that you can't not talk to her.

Yeah, I can.

You barely said anything last night.

She's getting released from the hospital.

Why don't we pick her up, you can tell her how you feel?

Ugh. Mel, please. We're not picking her up, all right?

If karma's coming to get her, like she said last night,

then karma can damn well pick her up.

As far as I'm concerned, we never have to see that woman ever again.

They're about to take him in. I gotta follow for booking.

Thanks for your help, Mike.

Hey, by the way...

about what Vince said.

What, about his brother? Well, look...

It's no mystery, the kind of guys Vince and Wes are.

The Sheriff's Department has no reason to think that Wes is dead.

And as long as that's the case,

nobody is investigating anything that Vince says.

Probably for the best.

So we have your statements. Charges against Paige have been dropped.

So you two are free to go.

Thanks, buddy.

Well?

You don't have to run anymore.

- You need some help? - Yeah.

Damn truck ain't got a spare.

- I can tow you into town if you want... - Eh, hold up.

I gotta... Just gotta make a call, all right?

Yeah. No, it's all right.

No, just...

Ahh! Son of a biscuit box!

Hold on.

Hey, get away from there.

- Your spare's right there. - Yeah, uh, air up the flat.

I'll drive it into town, get it fixed there.

Okay.

I have been gone for 12 days.

I know.

First the Charmaine drama, and now you're leaving the clinic? Wow.

I guess it was always your plan

to take a break from nursing once you had a baby.

Yeah, exactly. I'm just doing it seven months early.

And Jack's on board?

Uh, well, you know, it caught him by surprise at first,

but he's being supportive.

You know, you haven't not worked since you were, like, 16.

What will you do with your time?

Honestly, I am figuring that out, but I already have a to-do list.

Of course you do. I mean, you do have a wedding to plan.

Yeah, and, uh, a baby to get ready for.

You know, one thing I was thinking,

do you remember how Mom handmade some of our baby clothes?

Yeah, those little dresses with the lace trim.

- You know, I think I still have mine. - Aw! Me too.

Um, yeah, well, I was...

I was thinking I could do something like that.

Oh, she would really love it if one of us carried on that tradition.

Yeah.

Well, the first thing I have to do is

go by the clinic and get my things, and say goodbye to Doc.

Oh, is he okay with you leaving?

No, he definitely is not.

That's not gonna be fun.

No, it is not.

- Well, good luck. - Yeah, thanks.

Hey, I'm heading out. Here's something to remember me by.

And what is the rush?

I'm pressing charges against Don.

- Today? - This morning. I'm not wasting any time.

I'm proud of you for standing up to that asshole.

Thanks, and I think I found an incredible rental house online.

I'm gonna go look at it this morning.

Since said asshole found me at the bar, I'd rather not cross paths with him again.

Huh. And, uh...

you sure you still don't wanna move in here?

No.

This I don't want to rush.

Everything feels so right. I'm getting on with my life.

Your name is cleared. We're in a great place.

Yeah, we are.

As much as I'd love to stay and consummate this great place...

- You gotta go. You gotta go. - I gotta go.

- Bye. - Bye.

For the love of God.

Denny, you don't have to make me pancakes.

Oh, I thought you liked my pancakes.

I do, but you don't have to do all this work for me. Here.

Let me make you pancakes.

Um, you know what else you need?

Some fresh-squeezed orange juice.

It's full of vitamin C and lots of other healthy things. Minerals, I think.

Oh, Vernon, get squeezing.

And protein. You need some protein.

Do you like, um, bacon? Do we... Do we have bacon?

Oh, I know that Doc told you. I told him I was okay.

And I appreciate the gesture, I do.

But Huntington's isn't keeping me from making things like pancakes. Yet.

Vitamin C and protein won't stop the disease from affecting me eventually.

But as with any neurodegenerative disease,

a healthy lifestyle, hydration, and good nutrition can make things easier.

And I still think that we should go to that center.

I... I've been to centers.

They helped me accept that I'll eventually experience a decline like my mom.

And I'm okay with that.

All I want is for everyone around me to be okay too.

Yeah.

So how, uh, did the conversation go with Lizzie last night?

Kind of like I expected. I think I overwhelmed her.

I'm sorry, Denny. I know you really like Lizzie.

No, I'm the one who should be apologizing.

I screwed up you getting the aide you wanted.

Please, there are plenty of people who'd love to take care of me.

We can ask Mel,

she still owes me seven months of work after just up and leaving the clinic.

Well, I haven't given up on her yet.

Is Cameron staying on?

That remains to be seen.

- Morning. - Hey.

Lizzie, good morning.

What are you doing here?

Well, Hope still needs an aide, right?

Brie, I'm so sorry to hear you're going through all this.

Thanks. Uh, I figure since we go way back, it wouldn't hurt to give someone

in the DA's office a heads-up that I am filing charges against him.

Who's the guy again?

Don Shepherd.

Donald Shepherd from your old firm?

- Morning, sis. - Hey, uh, I'll be down in a sec.

Okay.

Brie.

Is it Donald Shepherd?

Yeah, you know him?

We have multiple sexual assault charges against him.

We're going to trial in two weeks.

That soon?

Yeah, he's been forcing potential witnesses to sign NDAs.

Obviously, you should still press charges, but the case we have right now

could really benefit from more women willing to testify.

Yeah, well, I think I can help with that.

Hey, sorry about that.

No worries.

Judging by the look on your face, I assume you were talking to Mom?

Uh...

That was a real estate agent.

Oh.

I'm movin' out.

- Really? - I'm a professional, Jack.

I can't live above a bar the rest of my life.

I mean, no offense, but my clothes are starting to smell like PBR