When they arrived at the prison Heath let Ricky go in first so she could sort things out between her and Brax in private. He didn't wait too long to follow though, there were alotta things he needed to discuss with his brother. He sat down beside Ricky. The first thing Heath noticed was the bruise on Brax's face, mostly he was sorry for it, but there might have been a little bit of satisfaction in there too.

"Sorry about your face and stuff..." Brax would know what he meant, that he was sorry he'd acted like a loony last time he was here and that he knew he'd had no right to tell Ricky's news.

"It happens," Brax shrugged, brushing it aside as a way to let Heath know he was forgiven. They were Braxton's, amongst each other they didn't hold grudges, and considering the number of fuck ups they'd all made that was definitely a good thing. An amused look came onto Brax's face as he looked down at Heath's hand.

"Looks like your hand didn't fare much better."

"Well, it mighta had a run in with a wall too..." Heath couldn't let Brax think it was all his doing, he wasn't that hardcore. Brax looked at him questioningly, but Heath didn't really wanna talk about this stuff, it was all in the past and the only direction to look now was forward. "So, we all good here?" Heath asked resolutely, looking from Brax to Ricky.

"Yeah," she sighed contentedly.

"You probably could've handled it better," Brax smirked, "but yeah, now everything's out in the open its better."

"Everything?" Heath said to Ricky, he'd asked her not to mention anything about his relationship with Casey.

"About the baby," she assured him, because now was not the time to freak Brax out.

"What else would you need to tell me?" Brax questioned. "Don't be all cryptic like last time you were here." Well, Heath would be and he wouldn't be. He resisted the urge to lean in, to the screws this had to look like any other conversation, but he made sure to keep his voice low.

"Now, I know you landed yourself in here but this kid changes things, don't ya reckon?"

"Yeah, I reckon it does," Brax said, giving Ricky an apologetic look as he spoke.

"Right," Heath nodded. "So if I could arrange a way out, would you take it?"

"How?"

"The transfer, it'll be easier to break you out of a van than a prison. Have they scheduled it yet?"

"No." Damn, they'd have to keep their ears to the ground and see what they could find out.

"That's alright, do you know many they're transferring?"

"Six of us that I know of."

"That's good, we can use that. It'll take the cops longer to hunt six men and it might throw them off our scent for a while, we just need long enough to get outta the country. Any of 'em you can trust?"

"Might be."

"Okay, I'll leave that up to you. It'd be good if you can already have your cuffs off when we stop the van. I know the guards'll have keys but they'll be behind bulletproof glass, I'm not sure how to get 'em outta the cab. And I reckon they'll be on the radio as soon as they spot something fishy. Speed's gonna be the key."

"You're serious about this," Brax said, he seemed surprised by that.

"I've already got the documents underway. I know a bloke whose gonna do us up some passports and birth certificates."

"Us?"

"Casey and I are coming with you. We'll be wanted men once they figure it out." For a moment Brax's mask slipped and Heath saw the emotions play across his face. The shock and the realisation, had he really thought they wouldn't do something like this for him? They were brothers weren't they?

"I can't ask you to do this."

"You didn't, we're offering. Don't you wanna see your kid grow up?" Brax still looked unsure, he turned to Ricky.

"What do you reckon about all this?"

"I don't want to raise our child without you." Brax was silent then, mulling it over, it was a lot to take in. Heath wasn't sure what he and Casey would do if Brax didn't agree to this. Could they still go? Eventually though, he nodded.

"Alright. What else do you need me to do?"

xxx

It was really going to happen, Heath had just filled Casey in on his visit with Brax. Heath was excited but for some reason Casey wasn't entirely happy.

"Hey c'mon," Heath said, "I know that look, what's wrong?"

"I've just been thinking about what you said about kids coming first."

"Well this is definitely the best thing for the baby."

"I know," Casey agreed, "a kid needs parents."

"Exactly," Heath nodded. Casey looked at him conflictedly, what was Heath missing here?

"So what about Darcy? You can't really leave her can you." It was a statement on Casey's part, but he was wrong. Heath could and would, because Darcy didn't need him.

"Darcy's where she needs to be. Connie's doing a good job raising her, she'll be okay."

"I feel like I'm making you choose between us."

"Well don't. It's my choice and I've made it. There's nothing I can give Darcy that she doesn't already have. But you," Heath reached up and took Casey's face in his hands, "I hope, are different." He looked into his eyes, willing Casey to understand that there was only one person he couldn't live without.

"Yes," Casey breathed, "there'll never be anyone but you." Heath leaned in then and kissed Casey because he felt exactly the same way.