Hey everyone! It's Erin! Now, don't panic! I haven't given up on my other fic (A Message from the Past), an update for that should be up this week, but this is a new one I'm trying. This is basically about Ronnie Mitchell but set four years ahead of now. Ronnie has started a new life away from Walford after the pressures of life in Albert Square became too much for her. However, being Ronnie Mitchell, trouble isn't far behind and things are about to get far more dramatic than they have ever been before.....

Ronnie Mitchell had been tossing and turning desperately, all night long. Her head was pounding, her muscles were aching and her eyes were sore and heavy and yet, she just couldn't settle down to sleep. Though how could she expect to sleep when she had so many unwanted thoughts and worries flowing through her head? There were so many things that needed to be done and so many horrible memories were trapped inside her brain. The words ran through her head like bullets piercing through her skin and penetrating her brain every five seconds. She just couldn't seem to get rid of these horrible thoughts.

"You wanted something of your own? Well you had that didn't you, and look what happened there."

"You're losing it sweetheart and your baby sister is going down with you. But if you dare try to take away my Roxy and my little grandchild, I'll break you girl, I'll finish you for good."

"Don't bother looking in the streets for your little angel of a daughter because she's never going to be there. She's dead and there's nothing you can do about it."

"You're just like your dad. You're just like Archie. And you always will be. Cold, heartless and selfish."

"If I had known, I would never have sent you away, my little girl, please don't leave me now....Danielle."

Ronnie's eyes shot open so fast, she thought they were going to burst out of her head. Those painful words from her sister and Dad ate away at her insides everyday. This pain confirmed that her decision to leave Walford four years ago had been the right one. She didn't think she could survive another minute there, surrounded by liars, cheats, snoops and people who believed that she had killed her own father. Even Jack lost faith in her after he discovered her piercing their condoms in an attempt to have a child of her own. That place had driven her to become a cold, distant woman who couldn't be trusted by anyone, even the ones she cared for the most. Jack, Roxy, and of course her dad Archie, who although, had been rotting, dead and buried under the ground for the past four years, was still controlling her every move and watching over her wherever she went.

But that didn't matter anymore. She had something that she had always wanted. The one thing that could make her happy. The one thing she had been dying for since that horrible day when her daughter Danielle had been killed....

Ronnie shot up in her bed. There was a noise coming from her bedroom door that had startled her, but it didn't take her long to work out what it was.

'Come in sweetheart,' Ronnie whispered gently, blinking repeatedly to focus properly through the darkness.

The door slowly creaked open and from behind it emerged a small figure of a little girl, carrying a teddy bear and a torch which lit up her pale, tear-stained face, emphasising her crystal blue eyes, which were just like her mother's.

'It's hurting again, Mummy,' wept the little girl, holding her hand forcefully against the side of her head which was obviously causing her severe pain.

'Oh sweetheart, come here,' sighed Ronnie desperately, bending down and wrapping her arms around the child to bring her up on to the bed. 'It's alright, Mummy's here, you're safe now.' settling them both down underneath the warm covers.

The little girl buried herself deep into her mother's warm body and inhaled deeply. She felt safer now that she was in the embrace of her mother but she just couldn't ignore the pain flowing deeply through her head.

Ronnie stroked her daughter's head back and forth repeatedly to calm her down and try to soothe her back to sleep and and as the little girl closed her eyes gently and began to dream, Ronnie planted a kiss softly on her cheek and covered her with the blanket, securing her in a comforting, soft, sanctuary. Nothing could harm a child of hers anymore. This was the safest that both of them had felt in a long time and it made Ronnie smile in the darkness to know that she could forget about Walford and her family for five minutes and enjoy this moment of calmness and sanctuary with her baby girl.

However, as Ronnie stroked her daughter's head gently as the little girl fell back to sleep, Ronnie couldn't ignore the horrible reality that her baby wasn't safe. She didn't know if she ever would be. She didn't even know if her baby would be alive next week. Ronnie continued to stroke the toddler's head, tears pouring down her cheeks, desperately trying to make her daughter's headache go away. But, whatever Ronnie tried to do to make it stop would never work. She wasn't a doctor, and even the doctors didn't know what they could do to help. Nothing was certain, the world was horribly cruel and nothing was working. Ronnie's Mitchell's little girl had a horrific, deep, brain tumour. A brain tumour that was causing her so much pain and spreading so quickly that Ronnie didn't know if she was about to lose another one of her children for the fourth time. And there was nothing she could do to stop it. All she could do was comfort her daughter, tell her how much she loved her and pray every day that she wasn't about to go through the trauma yet again, of losing another one of her precious babies.....

Thanks for reading guys! I hope you liked it! It's probably not as good as my other fic but I really hope you liked it and you understood the powerful emotion I was trying to convey. I hope the whole idea isn't too unrealistic or over-dramatic but I felt that I wanted to give Ronnie a child and yet give her more troubles to worry about! And don't worry, there will be flashbacks explaining Ronnie's departure and all about her daughter etc (because we don't even know her name yet :-D). And the little girl has CANCER! I know I'm so mean but it seemed like an interesting story to do. So please stay tuned for updates and please review because it makes all the difference! Thanks! :-) xxxx