"Senior...Senior, hello?", Watson said as she stood in the doorway to Charlie's office.

She'd been trying to get Charlie's attention for the past five minutes but her boss seemed lost in her own little world. Failing to notice her collegue. Watson finally gave up, she didn't want to push Charlie because she knew she was having a difficult time in her personal life. But she also didn't know how long workplace could sustain itself with a boss who's mind was clearly not on the job. It was a tough situation but change needed to be made. Walking back to her desk Watson put the files on the desk and attached a not to them to remind her to give them to her boss when she snapped back into reality.

Back in the office, Charlie remained transfixed in her own little universe, remembering the night before. She had stayed up late again flicking through the rest of the photo album and reminscing on fond memories of Ruby growing up. It may have seemed stuip of pathetic to other people but it gave Charlie a sense of comfort. One of the pictures was a picture taken when Ruby was fourteen at a piano recitital. She could still remember the sense of pride watching her daughter on stage as she showed off the result of all her hard work and hours upon hours of practice.

It was like Ruby was born to play piano. It seemed so natural to her, like a gift from God. But after Charlie's mother died, Ruby stopped playing. The house that was once filled with music was suddenly nothing more than a silent shell inhibited by a broken family trying to repair itself. In time, it did heal, even through the many hurdles they had faced over the past two years. But the music never returned. Thinking back Charlie regretted not encouraging Ruby to pick it back up. She had such a talent for it.

Outside the phone rang and Avery answered it.

"Yabbie Creek Police Station, how can we help you?", he asked in his offical tone of voice.

"This is Dr. Petersen, I'm looking for Senior Detective Charlie Buckton?", she asked, hopeful to hear that Charlie was working.

"Okay, could you please hold while I put you through", he said as he placed the phone down on the counter.

Walking around the desk he made his way to the main office and knocked on the door. Opening it up he looked at Charlie who was glancing over the same file she'd been looking at an hour ago.

"Senior, call for you on line one. It's a Dr. Petersen", he said.

As if being awoken from a deep sleep, Charlie snapped her head up and looked at Avery. Thanking him for letting her know. Picking up the phone she pressed the number one and hesitated before bringing the phone up to her ear.

"Charlie Buckton speaking", she said down the phone. Waiting for a reply.

"Ms. Buckton, it's Dr. Petersen, I'm calling with regards your daughter Ruby", she said, the three second buzz seemed like forever to Charlie as a lump formed in her throat as she anticipated what was to come of this phone call. "I just wanted to let you know that visitation allowances for Ruby begin tomorrow if you wish to come to the city and see her".

Sitting back in her chair, Charlie tilted her head back and let out a sigh of relief as she realised she would finally get to see her daughter.

"Oh God, yes, of course. I'll be there tomorrow morning", Charlie said a smile spreading across her face as she anticipated the end of the day.

Ariving home that night, Charlie walked into her house with a spring in her step that had been missing. Walking into the kitchen she found containers with Leah's homemade cooking in them and a note attached to the lid.

Thought you could use a homecooked meal. Call if you need anything

Love Leah.

Having spent the last three weeks in a depressed, drunken stuper, Charlie decided it was time she made contact with the outside world and picked up the phone and dialled Leah's number for a girlie chat. After a few dial tones her friend answered, and they spent the next two hours catching up. They talked about Elijah, Vinnie and Charlie talked about he anxiousness about seeing Ruby. She felt stupid for being so scared to see her own daughter. But Leah eased her mind and soon they were saying goodnight. And with that Charlie headed to bed. Patiently waiting for morning.

Sitting in her car outside the treatment facility, Charlie couldn't settle the nervous feeling that was overwhelming her. She hadn't seen her daughter in three weeks. She didn't know how she was or even if she wanted to see her, But that didn't matter, because even if Ruby didn't want to see her mother, Charlie needed to see her daughter. Taking the key out of the ignition, she picked up her handbag off the passenger seat and stepped out of the car.

As she made her way to the building she was passed by other intreatment patients. People who looked normal but bared the burden of carrying around inner demons. In some passersby she saw patients who looked like they were possessed and this unsettled Charlie to no end. How could Ruby be around these people. It seemed wrong. It made her question whether or not she had made the right decision in sending her daughter to this place to be surrounded these other sick people. It made her think of how bad Melody had taken being cooped up in a place like this. She only hoped Ruby would cope better.

Walking up to the reception desk in the main hall of the building, Charlied grabbed the attention of the nurse standing behind it.

"Hey, I'm here to see Ruby Buckton", Charlie said as she watched the nurse type in the name on her keyboard.

"Okay, are you family?", she asked looking at Charlie with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm her mother", Charlie replied, noticing the nurse take a second glance in disbelief. But Charlie wasn't offended. In fact she was used to it. It had become the norm since the revelation.

Just as the nurse was about to speak, she was interrupted by the appearance of Dr. Petersen who noticed Charlie from across the hall.

"Ms. Buckton", the doctor said shaking Charlie's hand.

"Please call me Charlie. How's Ruby?", she asked having waited so long to hear news on her daughter.

Dr. Petersen gestured for Charlie to walk with her as they began to make their way down a long winding corridor.

"She's okay. I know that's probably not quite the entusiastic response you were looking for, but this is a long, ongoing process. It's going to take time", she said as the rounded a corner.

The doctor watched as Charlie nodded her head in acknowledgement of the news. She was disappointed with the answer but she reasoned with herself that it would take a long time for Ruby be fixed. She'd been through so much, she time to heal properly. Looking down the corridor Charlie heard the sound of music creeping up at them the further down the hall they got. Turning to the doctor she asked the only question she wanted to ask in that moment.

"Can I see her?", she asked.

"Of course, just follow the music down to the common area. She's been in there by herself all day playing", the doctor said with a smile.

With that the doctor took off in the opposite direction and disappeared down the corridor. Charlie stood there thinking to herself...."playing, she can't mean what I think she means?"...and then she walked down the corridor, following the music all the way there. Finally arriving at the door she gently pushed it open and gazed around the room to where the music's origin lay. Stunned at what she saw.

Sitting at a grand piano, was her beautiful daughter. Her long wild, wavy hair hanging loose down passed her shoulders. Charlie smiled at the familiar sound ringing throughout the room. A sound she had not heard in years. Tears formed in her eyes as she stood there taking it all in. Listening intently as Ruby played the tune of Somewhere Over The Rainbow. When Ruby finished Charlie wiped away the tear from her eye.

Ruby looked up from the piano and spotted her mother. She had not noticed her enter and was now blushing slightly. Charlie slowly made her way towards her daughter. She was worried. She didn't know if Ruby would be happy to see her after forcing her into this place against her will. Looking down at her daughter ringing her hands, she noticed her wrists were still bandaged. Charlie edged slightly closer to the piano and stopped at a safe distance hoping not to scare Ruby off or cause an argument.

"Rubes....I am so, SO, sorry". she said of her decision to send Ruby to this treatment centre. "I didn't want to hurt or upset you. But I was scared I was going to lose you and I couldn't handle it. I though if....".

Charlie was cut off by Ruby's sudden actions. Her daughter bounded out off of the piano stool and buried herself in her mother's arms. Bursting into tears as she felt the familiar comforting arms wrap around her and hold her tightly. Charlie leaned heragainst Ruby's and kissed the top of it. Tears cascading down her cheeks.

"I love you Rubes. I missed you so much", she said holding onto her daughter tightly.

"I love you too", replied Ruby. Her first words to her mother in three weeks.