Nina sighed when she sat down in the living room next to Jack, almost sitting on top of him trying to get closer to him while they talked to the PI that Jack had hired.

"So I got a few videos to show you before I give them to the police," said the investigator.

"No. Just give it to them," said Nina. "I don't want to see them."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"I could just tell you what was on them?"

"No. I don't care. I know what's on them, I was there!" Nina stood up and ran out of the room.

"Sorry about that," said Jack as he stood to follow Nina, "she's just hurting."

"That's fair enough. I understand."

Jack nodded. He ran up the stairs to find Nina.

Nina was curled on her bed, sobbing, when Jack came in. He sat with her, rubbing her back softly until she sat up and leaned against him. "I shouldn't have been so rude," she whispered.

"You have every right to be upset Nina."

"He was just helping."

"Even so, you are upset, that's a normal reaction. He understands. He isn't upset."

"Are you sure?"

"Very. Do you want to come back down with me?"

"I guess so. When are the police supposed to be here?"

"Not until tomorrow morning. You have the afternoon free to spend with Tara."

Nina nodded in thanks. She dried her eyes and followed Jack back downstairs to the lounge room.

Harold and Lou were both in the kitchen, making coffee for everyone. They were both worried about Nina too. But they knew she wouldn't talk until she was ready, except to Jack maybe, so they chose to leave her alone.

"Lou, what are we going to do?" Harold asked with a sigh.

"What do you mean what are we going to do? We can't do anything if she won't let us do anything. She needs to process what's happened first, and then we can try to help. I think the only thing that will help at the moment though is taking her home. She wants to go back to Erinsborough, so as soon as we can, we'll take her back," replied Lou, although he sounded more angry than Harold did.

"She can't do this alone. Don't tell me you don't want to just wrap her in cotton wool and keep her safe from the world. She's your step-daughter Lou, she goes to you when she needs help."

"Don't you think I know that? I don't want to leave her here any more than you do. But this needs to be dealt with and that is something we can't do for her." Lou turned back to the coffee pot and continued to brew it, hiding the tears that were now sliding down his cheeks.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that surely you feel like she needs protection after what we just heard and saw."

Lou didn't answer, but he sighed loud enough so that Harold would know he agreed.

Almost an hour later, the PI left and Nina gathered her belongings, wanting to get some air before going to meet Tara. She knew that Lou was watching her and that he would follow, but she had cried as much as she could earlier, and knew that she wouldn't now. Not that she planned to talk about any of it, but just in case he brought it up, Nina decided that she trusted him enough to tell him that he would know soon enough. So she was glad when nobody followed her.

"Hi Nina, come on in," said Tara happily when Nina knocked on her front door. "I booked the afternoon for us at a local spa. I hope that's okay?"

"Of course it is." Nina smiled and hugged her friend.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. Hey, listen, when we spoke this morning, I told you that I wanted you back as my manager. That is what I want, but would you consider being my manager if I go back home?"

"Of course I would. Australia is my home too after all. I would love to go back."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Are you going back permanently?"

"I don't know yet. I want to be in Erinsborough when I get married, and I have gotten a few offers for singing down there and around Melbourne, so maybe not permanently, but definitely for a long while."

"Alright, I'll follow you. I totally want to be your manager for as long as you work anyway."

This time, Nina's smile was real. She was so grateful for Tara. "Thank you."

"Always. Now, we need to get going. I'm driving!" She ran outside, knowing that Nina was following her, probably trying hard to not laugh.

The afternoon went smoothly for the two girls, full of laughter and not a care in the world as they enjoyed their spa time. It was a nice distraction for Nina. She found herself giggling along with almost everything Tara said to her, whether it was funny or not, and didn't once think about the statement she had to make in the morning or the horrors she endured since being sent to work at that studio. When they finally headed home, Nina couldn't have felt better if she'd tried.