Kiara knew that the beach was a good place to start her search for her brothers, since surfing was something she knew they loved, and she had already tried the house. She was about to give up, when she spotted Heath making his way out of the water, and digging his surf board into the sand.

Feeling suddenly nervous she froze and stood staring at him, unsure whether she should approach him or not, but that question was soon answered when she heard her name being called.

"Kiara?" Heath called. Finally meeting Heath's gaze, Kiara gave him a small smile and felt relieved when he returned it, making his way towards her cautiously. Kiara covered the rest of the distance at a run, and threw herself into Heath's arms, which he automatically wrapped around her tightly, "What are you doing here kiddo?"

"I got released from the hospital, and wanted to see my brothers," Kiara replied quietly looking up at Heath who squeezed her a little tighter before pulling away.

"Brax and Kyle are at Angelo's dealing with a delivery, and Casey is over at the gym," Heath said, "Come on, I'll take you up there to see them."

Heath grabbed his surfboard, wrapping his free arm around Kiara's shoulders, and leading her up the beach. Waiting for Heath by the door to Angelo's, Kiara followed him inside, and smiled when she spotted her oldest brother.

"You come to lend us a hand?" Brax asked glancing over at Heath who laughed.

"Not likely," Heath responded rolling his eyes, "I brought someone to see you actually."

Kiara stepped out from behind Heath, watching as a smile spread across Brax's face, and he made his way out from behind the bar. It had been nearly a year since she had seen Brax or any of them properly, and she couldn't help the tears that rolled down her face, as Brax pulled her into a hug.

"Brax, I've finished with the boxes in the storage room," Kyle shouted out as he entered the room and froze, "Kiara?"

"Hey Kyle," Kiara mumbled pulling away from Brax to hug him.

"Is mum not with you?" Brax inquired with a frown.

"No, she doesn't even know I got discharged," Kiara admitted as she turned to look at Brax, "I need to talk to you about maybe staying with you guys for a while."

"Things not working out at mums?" Heath added.

"Things are fine I guess… she's not really there half the time, and when she is she's drunk," Kiara mumbled, "That's the problem."

"What do you mean?" Brax said.

"I need to have someone around me, to be there in case I try anything again, and at mums I haven't got anyone to go to if I need to talk."

"I get that," Brax empathized knowing exactly what their mum was like, "I'll get her here, and we'll sort it out."

Brax got straight on the phone, and Heath grabbed Kiara a coke from behind the bar, opening himself a beer. Kyle got back to work while they waited, and Kiara felt the nerves return. It was an hour before Cheryl arrived, drunk as usual and looking less than happy, as she entered the restaurant.

"What was so important that you had to drag me all the way out here Darryl?" Cheryl snapped finally spotting Kiara, "Oh… I see they finally let you out of the nut house."

"She was in a hospital," Heath corrected as anger flashed in his eyes.

"Look mum, I think it'll be best for Kiara to come live with us for a while," Brax stated moving to stand beside Kiara, "She needs to be around people that she feels she can talk to if need be, and we can't be there for her all the time with her in Mangrove and us here."

"Are you saying that I am not capable of caring for my own child Darryl?"

"I'm saying that Kiara needs us, and being here might do her some good."

"There's no cure for crazy Darryl," Cheryl said causing Brax to tense, "Your sister is sick in the head, and nobody can fix that… especially no doctor or pill."

Kiara lowered her gaze to the ground, feeling the tears roll down her cheeks, and hastily wiped them away. Brax placed his hand comfortingly on her back, and glared at Cheryl who simply rolled her eyes.

"At least she is trying to sort it out, did you sign her into that hospital?" Heath asked his tone laced with anger, "No… Kiara did it herself, and you didn't even notice she was gone until I told you where she was."

"This is all my fault now I see," Cheryl argued ignoring the disbelief on Brax's face, "Your sister is out of control, but if you want to be responsible for her, then go right ahead and take her off my hands."

"I've been responsible for her, Casey and Heath since they were little anyway," Brax added, "We'll be over to collect her things later on, I've got some things to finish here first."

"Fine, I'll have it all ready and waiting," Cheryl replied storming out and allowing the door to slam behind her.

"Heath, why don't you take Kiara to the diner, and get her something to eat," Brax suggested turning to Kiara, "I'll finish up here and then we'll go sort out your things."

"Come on kiddo, lets go get you some decent food," Heath said putting his arm back around her shoulders and leading her towards the door.

"Kiara?" Brax called waiting for her to look back at him, "It's good to have you home."