Chas was not expecting the answer he got. Was he seriously insinuating that Kay was a victim of this doctor when she was a kid?! He actually found himself pausing what he was doing at his own home before managing to collect his thoughts and feel he could actually reply to his mate on the other end of his phone. "I'll see what I can do, see if I can pull some strings to get access to Kay's old records or something. But I can't guarantee anything" he replied, as he turned round to give his wife the signal for 'one minute, won't be long'.

"for now John, just try and remain calm and if Kay gets more nightmares just get her out of them. She's a survivor, remind her of that." he added, "look, I gotta go but I'll see which of our contacts can help in the morning. It's seriously late and I do still have a cab driving job as well" he told him. "I'll see you tomorrow" he finished, letting John say his but if there was anything before hanging up on the phone. 

Kay, still in the house couldn't help but wonder what was taking John so long, and she could have sworn she heard him thud something but decided it wasn't her place to say anything when he gets back. So instead she pulled up her legs so her knees were righ lt under her chin, arms tightly holding her legs in place, just as she was when they first found her in the alleyway and waited for him to come back into the room.