Thanks for the reviews; they make me want to carry on with this fic! Unfortunately this will probably be your last update before Christmas but I hope to update before the new year, if not then it will be early 2010! (All I need is you will hopefully be updated before Thursday!) I want to wish all my readers and reviewers a Merry Christmas and a Happy New year! And don't forget to check out my new fic, "Love Changes everything"!

As they made their way across the Square, Ronnie kept a careful eye on her daughter, her beautiful daughter; her pregnancy would be the best thing that ever happened to us, she thought, I'll make sure of it. She didn't realise that some of the paving stones weren't even as she moved forward, her hand still in her baby's, causing her to trip, falling onto her unexpecting daughter to support her. Danielle immediately stopped as she tried to support her mother's weight, laughing at Ronnie's misfortune.

"Have a nice trip Ronnie?" She joked, as she grinned at her mother, their arms entangled.

Ronnie let out a large sigh, her embarrassment obvious, as she flicked her head back, her hair moving from her face. She turned to face her bemused daughter, whose laughing had still not subsided.

"You think it's funny do you?" Her voice was meant to be stern, motherly like, however Danielle could see through Ronnie's attempt to show her daughter that she didn't appreciate been laughed at and continued to laugh. Normally, she wouldn't be as open with her mother, never as relaxed as she should have been, but she had been brave, decided to relax a little and let her mouth take over, and what a good decision she had made. She had made her mother, her own mother, laugh and nothing had ever felt so good to Danielle, the laughter from Ronnie causing her whole body to tingle at such a rare sound.

Ronnie wrapped her arms around Danielle, pulling into such a tight hug that Danielle couldn't move. As she started to tickle her daughter she felt her squirming around in her arms and her daughter's faint cries, amongst the laughter, could only just be heard.

"No…please…Ronnie" Danielle could barely contain the amusement of it all, she hated been tickled, but been tickled by Ronnie, the mother she had longed for, was different. It was like Christmas; something which was longed for all year round and when it was here, it was better than you could ever imagine. And to Danielle, this Christmas feeling was Ronnie. "Stop! Please Ron…stop," Her laughter becoming louder and her breathing faster as she continued to squirm in Ronnie's arms, but yet having a feeling of elation to share another special moment with her mother.

After a few more minutes of her daughter's pleading cries, Ronnie finally released her daughter from her grip. The two of them continued to laugh as they replayed the moment in their head, before setting off to the Vic again, hand in hand as always.

To Danielle, the Vic always held certain memories for her, some good however the majority were ones she never wanted to feel again. The first time she had ever spoken to Ronnie, to the woman who held her heart, was crystal clear in her mind as they made their way up the stairs to the living room.

"Oi, watch it!" Her cries echoed in Danielle's ear as her mother feel through the doors of the Vic. By simply been a cleaner in the Vic, Danielle could get close to the family she had never known, get close to the people that meant the most to her and yet they had no clue, no clue at all.

"I…I'm sorry Ronnie," Danielle was mesmerised by her mother, by her beauty, her voice, her smell, those piercing blue eyes, her clothes…The nerves she held were building up inside her, Ronnie was too…too perfect to want her, too perfect to ever be her mother, she couldn't tell her, not now. Maybe if she got to know her a bit, make her like her then she could tell her, soften the blow.

"It's Danielle, isn't it?" Danielle was awestruck, her mother knew her name, maybe she knew? Maybe she could tell that she was her mother? Her head slowly nodded, her eyes never leaving her mother, "I was just wondering if you could do a favour for me?"

Part of her world feel back down onto Danielle, Ronnie didn't know, she just wanted Danielle to do her dirty work for her…that said, any way to get closer to her mother had to be good, right?

Her nerves were increasing as they reached the top of the stairs, Ronnie just slightly in front of Danielle. It was unusual for her to be nervous, especially now, as she was only going to see Amy, her perfect baby cousin, but she was worried that she may forget everything, forget how to hold a baby, forget how to handle everything. As they reached the living room door, Ronnie spun around to face her daughter, the constant grin she had still plastered across her face.

"I know you said you didn't want anything but I…I couldn't resist Danielle." The state of confusion across Danielle's face was evident; she had no idea what Ronnie was on about, her head thinking through all the possibilities it could be. "You mean so much to me sweetie…so much" Ronnie's hand traced Danielle's cheek bone as she looked in awe at her daughter.

"I…What do you mean Ronnie? I don't understand…" Her voice was quiet and questioning, not wanting to break the moment they shared.

"Your birthday!" Ronnie pulled Danielle into a tight hug, before she had time to protest; Ronnie was determined to make it the best birthday, the best day her daughter had ever had. "I'm going to make sure it's the best one ever baby," she whispered into Danielle's ear, kissing the top of Danielle's head, her lips nestling into Danielle's blonde hair.

Danielle was slightly apprehensive about what Ronnie had planned, it obviously wasn't a small event, just the two of them, or else they wouldn't be here. She grasped tighter onto Ronnie's hand before they made their way into the living room, her steps slow and small. To her surprise, the butterflies in her stomach disappeared as soon as she entered the living room coming face to face with the family she had always dreamed of, her aunt and cousin, Peggy, Phil and Ben, Billy, Janet and baby William and not forgetting Stacey and the Slaters.

"Happy Birthday!" They shouted as Danielle entered, a small tear coming to her eyes at how happy she was; everyone that had ever mattered to her was here to celebrate with her, celebrate a birthday with a family she never dared hope would accept her.

Ronnie leant down and placed a kiss on Danielle's forehead, whispering into her daughter's ear, "Happy Birthday baby,"

The ripples of love Danielle felt whenever Ronnie spoke to her remained, even after all these weeks, the unconditional love her mother had shown to her. She couldn't remember a time when she was so happy, so happy to finally be reunited with her mother.