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Jack arrived at the hospital in record time. As he was about to get out of the car his phone rang for the fifth time. Seeing Roxy flash on screen he sighed. He ignored the call and threw the black mobile onto the back seat of the car. He took a deep breath; she had ignored his calls enough in the past. He got out of the car, locking it as he began walking away. His pace grew quickly and before long he was inside the hospital. His fear of hospitals wasn't fading; in fact it grew every time he stepped through the door to be greeted by the odour of disinfectant. That smell reminded him of the difficult times in his life. Arriving on Ronnie's ward Jack walked briskly to her room.

"Jack!! Finally!" Ian stepped forward leaving behind him a uniformed police officer and two plain clothes police. Jack looked them both over before turning to Ian.

"What's happening?" Jack asked.

Ian shrugged "Just go talk to her"

Jack made his way to Ronnie's room. His heartbeat quickened with every step, suddenly he felt uneasy. He stood outside the door to her room a good five minutes before entering. Closing the door gently he looked on at the blond figure in front of him, she was sat in a ball, as best she could with her plastered hand, her head was hidden in her knees.

"Ronnie?" Jack whispered as he took another step towards her.

On hearing his voice Ronnie looked up slowly. Jacks heart began beating quickly again, seeing the the bandages that had covered her before had been taken off. Her swollen eye connected to a deep cut that ran to her head. Though it was stitched and cleaned, it wasn't healed.

"I don't want those doctors near me!" she whispered glancing quickly to the tray of fresh white bandages.

"Ronnie? What's wrong have you remembered something?"

"They told me, that, somebody was trying to kill me!"

"Who? Who told you that?"

"Them!" she said looking out at the police who stood looking in observing the communication between Jack and Ronnie.

"Ronnie, you need to let those doctors and nurses take care of you!"

"I can't trust them!"

"Trust me?" Jack whispered taking hold of her hand.

Ronnie nodded slowly "Ok"

Seconds after Ronnie had two nurses in front of her.

"Now we'll make this as easy as possible, Ok?!" The female nurse smiled.

* "Look, we can make this as easy as possible, you let us use your club, we make a profit, you make a profit, everyone is happy and no one gets hurt!" the bald well built older man smiled and stroked Ronnie's face making her feel sick to her stomach and take a shakey step away.

She smiled "Well sounds like you've it all sorted out!" she replied.

"All we need is your say so and we can start tonight!"

Ronnie inhaled deeply "No!" she whispered confidently

"Ronnie? Ronnie?"

Ronnie looked around for the voice that had woken her from her thoughts.

"Ronnie you're all done!" a male nurse repeated nodding happily.

Ronnie tried to return the smile but she was too busy thinking of what she'd just seen, what she remembered, it still made no sense to her but it was good that she remembered even just that, right?

Jack stood outside the room once more. He looked from the cup of now cold coffee in his grasp to the time on his watch he'd been here 2 hours and had barely got to talk to Ronnie. As he was about to enter the room he was stopped in his tracks.

"Jack Branning?"

He turned to face a man wearing a suit with no tie, to his right stood a middle aged woman dressed smartly but not strictly. He guessed right away they were from the police.

"Yeah?"

"I'm DCI Byrne and this is Inspector Walsh, we need a word with you if you don't mind?"

Jack shook his head "I don't mind" he replied following the investigators.

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Minutes later, Jack has gone through a number of questions with the officers.

"So, when did you say you last saw her?"

"It was over three years, nearly four!" Jack shrugged, helplessly, he'd answered that question twice now, it wasn't helping anyone and now he really just wanted to go see Ronnie.

"Ok, and.."

"Do you have any idea who'd want to hurt her like this?" Jack interrupted.

"We don't now Mr. Branning, but we will be able to find out, if we get a witness"

"What do you mean by that? Do you know, you do don't you!"

"No"

"You've got some idea though, haven't you?!!"

The male DCI nodded.

"We can't even act on this without proper evidence, which is why we need to speak with Katie...." he looked down at the notepad in his hand before glancing back up at Jack "...Branning, your daughter? Right?"

Jack nodded slowly "Why? Are you saying Katie saw what happened?"

"We believe so!"