Glasses of champayne were being flung all over the table. Danielle was desparately searching for the locket, it was her last hope, her last chance of convincing Ronnie... convincing her mum of the truth. The locket was nowhere to be found, Archie must have taken it, he must have known somehow... hands were pushing her away from the table, people getting in her way, keeping her from her mum. Danielle desparately begged Ronnie to believe her, but she was refusing to even make eye contact. Her own mum couldn't even look at her, refused to believe her over Archie, a man Danielle knew Ronnie hated.

Ronnie grabbed hold of Danielle and dragged her, forced her towards the door. How could someone be this cruel, destroying the memory of her baby, her little Amy. Ronnie could sense all eyes on her, enough was enough, she wouldn't stand for this anymore. She had tried to help this girl, trusted her with her most precious secret. Ronnie could feel the control slipping away from her, her icy exterior cracking under the pressure. No one got to her like this, no one was allowed to hurt her, no one...

Danielle allowed herself to be removed by Ronnie, they were fast approaching the Vic doors, but what did it matter now? Ronnie was lost to her, she would never know how it felt to have her real mum, to fill this 14 year void she had had deep down since she had been told she was adopted. Ronnie's grip was tight and painful, this was probably the closest she would ever be to knowing the real Veronica Mitchell. Barely steps away from the door, a silver shimmer caught Danielle's eye. It was the locket, it must be, what else could it be... She had to act now, the doors were barely steps away.

The locket was the proof Ronnie had asked for upstairs, it was all she needed to prove to everyone she wasn't mad... but most importantly it would reveal Archie for who he really was, prove everything she had said about him. Danielle had given up on Ronnie, she had her chance when she chose her evil dad over her own daughter. Ronnie's reaction had not been one she had ruled out, but it was still too painful to forgive and forget. Ronnie might not want her anyway; even knowing the truth, after all having her baby was the 'biggest mistake of her life'. But one thing was for sure, Danielle was not going to be kicked out of the square branded a liar.

Before anyone had a chance to react, Danielle had pushed Ronnie off her with such a force she may as well of thrown her at the bar. Ronnie flew backwards into a bar stool, only saving herself from falling completely by clinging to the bar.

Danielle ran to the top table, her eyes fixed on one particular Champaign flute. She hurriedly grabbed hold of it, almost knocking both it and Roxy over in the process. Danielle's heart was beating so loud she could hear nothing else as she tipped the contents onto the table, and delicately scooped up her dripping locket.

"Found you", she smiled with relief and satisfaction. Danielle turned to face Ronnie, who had taken a couple of steps towards her. She dangled the still dripping locket from her outstretched hand. Ronnie stood motionless, frozen to the spot, her eyes fixed intensely on the locket.

The Vic remained silent, even Roxy seemed to be without words. The only sound was Danielle's heavy breathing and the oh so gentle jingle of the slightly swinging locket.