This fanfic is dedicated for Pheobethe cos she's just amazing and well, tbh she's always there no matter wat :) so enjoy and don't forget to review :D

Ronnie and Jack are lying in bed in the Vic. It was 10am on a Sunday and already they could hear the noises coming from the market. Ronnie got up and looked out the window to see what all the noise about. As she looked out the window, she saw Mo Harris wearing what appeared to be a fortune teller's outfit, sitting outside a stall. She laughed out loud.

Jack: What's so funny?

Ronnie: You'll never believe what Mo Harris is doing. She's dressed like a fortune teller and has a queue of people outside.

Jack: Glad she's having fun.

Ronnie: Fun? I believe the word is hilarious. She looks like a common prostitute.

Jack: Well, so did someone else last night.

Ronnie: Yea, well. I'm not a 60-something year old woman.

Jack: No, you're a 33 year old woman that should have some common sense. Let's check it out.

Meanwhile, at the Square, Roxy has approached Mo. She sits in front of Mo.

Mo: I see great things for you in your future. I see a Christening robe. I see a wedding, with a man, initial S. I see a man, name begins with A. He's in jail. He's in his 60's.

Roxy: Do you know when?

Mo: Within the next year.

Roxy, looking puzzled, walks off. She bangs into Jack and Ronnie, who were just leaving the pub. She smiles and walks off. Ronnie and Jack look at each other and head over to Mo. Ronnie sits down in front of her.

Mo: I see a blonde girl, no older than 19. Name starts with A or a D. She's got your eyes and nose. She's beautiful. She's your double. She's coming to find you.

Ronnie stares at Mo, tears coming down her eyes. She gets up, and walks out. Jack follows her, not knowing what's going on. She walks faster and faster into the Vic.

Roxy: What's wrong?

Ronnie: Mo knows about it.

Roxy: I wouldn't believe what Mo says, considering she said I was going to be married to someone with the initial S and have a baby within a year. And someone, in their 60's with the initial A, was going to be in jail. That's a load of crap.

Ronnie: Then how does she know?

Roxy: About what?

Ronnie: About my daughter. Apparently she's coming to find me, Roxy.

Jack: You have a daughter?

Sorry, it's soooo short but I haven't written in a while so I need to get back in the swing of things. So please review :D and tell me wat to think