Disclaimer: Don not own eastenders or the characters etc... all ideas are mine...

I know I have another story atm and I'll update that shortly just of out and thought I'd post this see what people think. Reviews are a love:)

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Ronnie walks into her office; she was not in the mood to celebrate her birthday. She walks to her desk and spots something on it, a tiny smile creeps up onto her face; Roxy must have left it for her, not one to listen to her.

She takes a seat and unwraps the pink-papered present. She furrows her brow…An old copy of Breakfast at Tiffany's DVD; it even had an old juice stain on it. Who would send her that for her birthday? She quickly opens the card. She pales slightly on the front was in black and white a picture of a mother with a young girl smiling. She opens the card and it reads.

"Happy birthday Ronnie.

From A."

A. That had to be Archie right…but the writing, it was feminine, and he would not send her a card with a mother and daughter on…or would he, she would not put anything past him after he had cruelly and so easily, lied to her about her daughter's death, and then her true existence. She stared at the card, and then at the DVD. Who would send her these, what importance did these hold?

Therefore, she quickly opens her laptop and checks the security tapes. It had to be early this morning, because she was here last night. She rewinds the tape… She stops, her face pales even more, a person was walking into the office, at 4.08 am. She plays it. A person in a dark hoodie, the body was slender, even with the baggy hoodie, it was clear they were small. It clearly was not her father. It was a female! She stands, picks up the card and DVD and rushes out the club locking it behind her, she had to find someone, she just had to tell someone. Prove she was not loosing her mind. She needed a reason, an explanation as to why someone would leave these; these were not your ordinary birthday gift.

However, as Ronnie runs away towards the square, the camera pans around, back, further down the street. On the corner, hiding next to a bush, a person wearing a hoodie and black jeans, black gloves. The camera stays far away; zoomed out, the hood is down covering the top of the person's face, could not be made out anyway. The person soon turns around and walks away.

Ronnie did not know why she came here of all places. She contemplated that reason as she bangs on the Slater's door. As soon as she saw the writing on the card she knew who's it was, but she could not allow herself to believe it. She had stared at that writing though, so many times, it was something she had touched, a part of her, her writing, but it couldn't be.

Stacey shouts out that she was coming. She opens the door annoyed, even more so as she sees Ronnie. What did she want? Did she not know that she was just a painful reminder of Danielle?

Ronnie thrusts the card into Stacey's hands, Stacey is taken back by the action, she didn't know what to make of it. Stacey shrugs.

"Well it's a nice card an all that, but it aint my birthday…"

"It's not for you. It's mine. Someone left it in my office for me." Stacey was shocked, Ronnie's birthday, but why was she showing her the card? Ronnie tells her to open it.

Stacey's eyes widen as she sees the writing. Her face mirrors that of Ronnie's initial one, as it pales, she was confused too.

"That's. That's Dan's writing, how did you get this?" Her voice comes out strong, even though inside she was petrified.

"It is hers. I knew it… Someone…A female left that for me…" Ronnie speaks quickly.

"What are you gettin' at? It aint Dan, it can't be, she's dead!" Stacey's temper rises, her defence mechanism.

Ronnie looks down; she knew that, did she just think she had forgotten. It was her baby. Ronnie grabs Stacey's arm pulling her with her, Stacey tries to protest but Ronnie says she needs to show her.

She takes her back to the club, opens up, and leads Stacey to the office… She opens her laptop and tries to find the spot on the DVD. It should be there she just left it, she keeps rewinding, she checks the time, it skips…What…

"No. No. It was there! She was there! Someone deleted it!" Ronnie yells slamming on the keys of the laptop trying but failing in finding the evidence she had just seen. She looks at Stacey who is looking at her concerned, with sympathy. With sympathy, sympathy from Stacey Slater, she did not believe her. Ronnie looks up at Stacey square in the eye, eyes somewhat pleading.

"I'm telling the truth, it was there! She was there. She left them for me."

Stacey holds her hands up trying to calm Ronnie, she says calmly.

"You've been through a lot Ronnie… No one would blame you if you wanted a card from your daughter on your birthday…"

Ronnie stands straighter eyes widening.

"What! You think I sent it myself! I wrote that card myself…Yeah and I'd come to you Stacey of all people just to be proven wrong!"

Stacey looks down a moment.

"No one would blame you…"

"I'm not crazy! I know what I saw…And I didn't send myself a present and a card… You even said yourself that was her writing!"

"But it's not her. It can't be Dan…"

"Then who is it! You tell me, who is sick enough to copy my daughter's handwriting and sneak into my club and leave me this DVD…it's not even brand new, it's somebody's own copy…" Ronnie looks to the door and races towards it saying.

"They had to have come back as I came to yours to get rid of the tape…"

Ronnie races outside. She looks around frantically, everywhere, she runs to the end off the road. She can't see anyone. She runs the opposite way, people are starting to stare at her, but she couldn't care. Stacey comes up behind her.

"Ronnie. There's no one here."

Ronnie turns to Stacey then looks around again, then back to Stacey.

"She couldn't have got far… I was only 5 minutes…"

Stacey lets out a breath and walks closer to Ronnie, touching her arm.

"Okay. If there was a 'woman'…she's long gone now. She could've been in a car you won't find her. Not now. Come on Ronnie…People are staring…" At that, Ronnie turns sharply to Stacey yelling.

"I don't care what people think! Do you think they care about me no they don't care. I'm just some cold heartless Mitchell who lost her daughter…"

Stacey looks down, people turn away, Ronnie shrugs Stacey off her.

"I'm not loosing my mind; the only thing I lost is my daughter… it doesn't mean I believe every woman I see to be her! I'm not imagining things. And I don't need your sympathy, or anybody else's…" With that said, she walks off back to the club.

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