Short chapter I know, but I hope you enjoy it. I've been having a bit of writer's block due to the lack of stories been posted on here! Where is everyone?

"Come on Ronnie, you have to eat something," Roxy said forcing food in front of her unresponsive sister. Simply staring through the Vic's front windows, Ronnie replied coldly,

"How can I eat Roxy? My baby is out there, out there alone, scared all because of me. How did I not realise?"

"Ron…don't blame yourself, dad, he…he lied to all of us…"

"But…she was my baby Roxy. My Amy. She was here all this time and he…he told me she was dead!" Ronnie could feel her temper flaring, the secret she had kept for so long had been revealed but she didn't have anything to show for it. All she wanted was to take Danielle in her arms and tell her how much she loved her, like she should have done two nights ago. Ever time she closed her eyes she saw Danielle's pleading scared eyes look deep into hers as her daughter lay on the cold road, outside the Vic. She should have believed her, deep down her heart was telling her this was her Amy but her head lead her actions and she left her poor helpless baby on the floor. She felt disgusted; how could she have been so cruel? The past two days had been excruciating not knowing where her baby was; just like it was almost twenty years previously. She had rang Danielle's phone constantly and kept hers by her side every minute; just incase her beloved daughter rang her. A small chance she would but Ronnie was prepared to take ever chance she had. She had left countless messages and now every time she rang she was greeted by a message of a full voicemail inbox. She no longer got to hear "Hi it's Danielle. Leave a message" and was craving to hear her daughter's voice.

"Ron…"

"No don't Roxy. All I want is Danielle and you can't give her to me. Just leave me alone," Roxy stared hopelessly as Ronnie not knowing what to do. She wanted to find Danielle as much as Ronnie but they didn't know where to start. Stacey had been no help whatsoever and wasn't even attempting to talk to Ronnie, who had hurt her best friend beyond repair. Helplessly trying to get as much help as she could and to find Danielle; Ronnie had attempted to remember Danielle's adoptive dad's name but she couldn't. Why didn't she take any notice of the girl who had been trying to talk to her for months? Roxy too craved to hear news about Danielle. She had grown to like her niece through her constant offering of her babysitting services and now everything made sense. She had been trying to get to know her family. Everything seemed so much clearer now but Danielle wasn't here and that's what they all wanted. Forgetting she was still stood there in deep thought, Roxy suddenly realised where she was when Ronnie shouted,

"JUST LEAVE!"

Hearing the door slam behind Roxy, Ronnie knew she was alone again. Alone. Just like she had always been since her baby had been taken; unable to trust any man. She silently sobbed into the open lockets on her knee just wishing Danielle could be there with her; it was all she wanted.

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Staring out of the window, Danielle Jones sat mirroring her mother's actions. Telford was the place she had grown up and had a happy childhood; but it wasn't complete, not without Veronica Mitchell. She had sat in this position many times dreaming about the day she finally met her mother. And seven months ago it had finally become true. She had spent time in her mother's company wishing she was a Mitchell and had to courage to just tell her. It had been too hard; nothing was ever easy with Ronnie Mitchell. All she had ever wanted was Ronnie to look into her eyes and tell her that she loved her. Then two nights ago, Danielle's worst fears had become reality. Lying on the cold stone floor she stared into Ronnie's eyes begging her mother to believe her but she wouldn't. Danielle knew then, that she really was alone. Alone in the cold harsh world of London with not even a best friend to turn to. So she left. Just like that and within a couple of hours she was back with her adoptive father. Back where her journey to find Ronnie had begun.

"Dani…tea's ready!" Andy Jones called up the stairs; he was so glad to have his daughter back under his roof where she was safe. Something had changed though. He wasn't sure what but Danielle had changed.

"I'll be down in a minute dad…" Danielle called down the stairs. All she had ever wanted was Ronnie Mitchell and now, back in Telford, she didn't even have a picture. Ronnie Mitchell was been wiped from her mind; Danielle never wanted to hear her name again. She had caused too much pain, unforgivable pain and Danielle knew she would never forgive her mother.