Kiara could see that Wesley was afraid of Suntop. She had no doubt Suntop meant it when she told their mysterious arrival that she would try far worse things to him if she was not here. She heard the rustling of the leaves, Suntop was not alone. Kiara was glad that Suntop and her people had faith in her that she could handle the situation. Suntop asked the question that Kiara had been dying to know herself. From Wesley's answer, she had a feeling there was more then he was willing to share. What truly happened before he had woke up on her lap could be the key to finding a way to get him home. Of course, Kiara needed for him to open up and that did not appear to be an easy task.<br/><br/>"No."<br/><br/>Kiara said when Wesley said Suntop should just finish him off. Kiara had been quiet, listening like her father had always told her to do. Sometimes you could learn by listening instead of speaking. From what her intuition said, Wesley loved his son but also felt guilty for ignoring him.<br/><br/>"You may be guilty of ignoring your son but I can tell you also love him. I will not allow you make him an orphan."<br/><br/>Wesley hadn't came out and said that his boy's mother was dead, but Kiara believed she was. He had referred to his wife in past tense and was talking about his son, not the mother. She wasn't here anymore and Kiara would not allow Wesley to abandon him. She knew from her own experience how hard it was to lose a parent, she couldn't imagine losing both.<br/><br/>"I will find a way for you to go home to him."<br/><br/>She was not sure or how yet but Kiara was determined. Someway, somehow, Wesley and his son would be reunited. Kiara would see to that. She slowly walked over to Wesley and gently placed her hand on his chest. Seeing if she could hear his heartbeat.<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>"Hello, I'm Audrey."<br/><br/>Audrey replied to Doctor Stevens. Of course, he obviously knew who she was. His nurse had told her and he had wanted her to contact him. She told the boys to wait in the waiting room. A nurse promised to keep an eye on them. They were twelve, old enough to be alone for a few minutes and since both Brandis and Trenton were upset and worried, they wouldn't be getting into much trouble at the hospital. Neither was probably in the mood. She took a seat and told him.<br/><br/>"Please, try. Wesley's son is with me. I need to know what is going."<br/><br/>She needed to know what had happened. She needed to figure how to explain things to Brandis about his father.