This is just a filler, as I got a bit stuck on how to get where I want with this story so sorry if it's rubbish. Thanks for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

The next morning, Ronnie and Danielle decided they would go and tell Roxy the news about Danielle; it gave them a chance to explain and meant that Archie wouldn't break the news to her. It wasn't that they didn't want to tell her, it was just they both felt – Danielle mainly – that now wasn't the right time, she wanted to tell her in her own time. Last night, Ronnie had insisted that Danielle sleep in her room; she wanted to protect her daughter from her father, and she wanted to prove to herself that she was capable of looking after her only child.

Ronnie had spent the night watching her daughter, not daring to even get a wink of sleep, incase her father came back. She knew she was being stupid and overly protective but she needed her daughter, she needed to protect her. Her eyes were now aching to close, despite it being the early hours of the morning, but nothing was going to deter her from the plans for the rest of the day; she was there to support her daughter and that is what she was going to do.

"Danielle?! Are you ready sweetie?" Ronnie called as she fastened her jacket, her bag draped across her shoulder, taking one last glance in the mirror, fastened onto the hallway's wall, smiling at her reflection.

"Yes, I'm here Ronnie," Danielle said quietly as she closed the living room door, biting her lip ever so gently as she did so. The action didn't go unnoticed by Ronnie, who cupped her daughter's face in her hands, making soothing actions with her thumb across Danielle's cheeks.

"It will be ok sweetie," She whispered, as she stared into her daughter's big brown eyes, the eyes that she had stared into every day for the past couple of months and now knew like the back of her hand. Danielle poised her lips, ready to speak.

"Wi…will you tell her please Ronnie?" Danielle questioned quietly as she felt Ronnie's movements on her cheeks slow, her eyes darting from those of her mother's to the floor.

Ronnie gently raised Danielle's head upwards dragging her daughter's eyes from the floor to meet hers, her voice loving and motherly as she spoke, "Of course Danielle – if that's what you want,"

Danielle smiled at Ronnie as she spoke; her mother always knew the right thing to do, the right thing to say, the right actions, she really was perfect. Instantly, Ronnie smiled back as she pulled Danielle into a tight embrace, knowing how her run-in with Archie had started to shatter her baby's confidence, after so many months of building it back up.

Gradually, they pulled apart before leaving the flat hand in hand to go and visit Roxy, walking across the Square in the summer breeze. Danielle apprehensively walked across the Square, her eyes darting from one local to another, afraid that her eyes would clasp on the eyes of Archie Mitchell. Unfortunately, they did as they made their way over to the Vic doors, Danielle's whole body tensing up and shaking with fear, notifying Ronnie of who she had just seen. Slowly turning her head, Ronnie sent her father a look of hate as she ushered her daughter inside the Vic, whispering to her that she will follow her in, in a minute.

Inside the Vic, Danielle slowly made her way upstairs, slightly apprehensive about being in there by herself. Of course she had been in the Vic many a time but not without the guidance of Ronnie, and the continued support she continued to show to her. However, her nerves evapourated as soon as she saw her aunt and baby cousin, who had grown so big.

"Hey Dani, where's Ronnie?" Roxy questioned as she handed her daughter over to Danielle, who gently bounced Amy up and down.

"Erm…" Danielle spoke quietly as she grinned at her cousin, before pulling faces to make her laugh, "She…she bumped into your…your dad outside," Danielle stuttered, shivers spreading rapidly down her spine as she dared not speak his name, "She said she'd only be a minute,"

"Oh," Roxy said, the thoughts whizzing around her head, the one at the forefront of her brain, was why was her father back? She soon snapped back into reality as she saw Danielle staring at her, attempting to configure her thoughts. "I'm sure everything will be fine, Amy's due a feed if you want to do that. Stuff's in the kitchen," Roxy reassured Danielle as she placed a friendly hand on her shoulder, before watching her niece walk away and her attention turning back to her older sister.

Outside, Ronnie's temper was flaring; her father had no right, no right at all to just wander back into her life, or her daughter's life. She felt nothing but disgust for this man, the hatred and evil attitude he had shown towards her, and felt ashamed to call herself his daughter.

"I told you, we don't need you here!" She spat at him, making sure that Danielle was well and securely inside before confronting him, her finger stretched out jabbing at his face.

"I'm here to see Roxy and little Amy," Archie mimicked, his voice cold and calm.

"We don't want you! Don't you get it! Nobody wants you," Ronnie said, her voice rising but only slightly as not to alarm anybody inside or outside, and not to worry her precious daughter.

"I'm sure that's not true Veronica, what about Peggy? And I want to be here for my great-grandchild," He smiled sarcastically at his daughter, relishing in the pain it was obvious he was causing her.

Ronnie shook her head in disbelief, her father was a nasty piece of work, but now she couldn't fight back, she couldn't physically hurt him; she had to show Danielle that she had changed for good. "We are not your family!"

"There's a little bit of me in you Veronica, do you not remember what you said to Danielle on that night? How you chucked her out?"

"No! No!" Ronnie cried out, she was not like him, she wasn't.

"Yes V, you can't change, your just like me. And thinking that time will heal the wounds you caused her is wishful thinking," He snarled as he approached her, his breathing touching her face and making Ronnie squirm, "She'll never be able to forget those things you said to her, those cruel things. You're her mum and you threw her out, you hurt her, you used her, humiliated her…"

"You are wrong! You are wrong!" Ronnie shouted before slapping her father across the face, her temper flaring uncontrollably and the temptation become too much. Her actions were immediately regretted as her breathing became loud and erratic before she made her way into the Vic and slammed the door behind her. She leant back on the door, after making sure it was locked, and sighed, her breathing become normal and slower; preparing herself to see her daughter.

"Ron?" Roxy called as she looked around the bar, her eyes fixating on her sister's body supported by the door. "Why did you hit him?"

"What?" Ronnie sighed in disbelief, "He's back, he's back to keep me and Danielle apart,"

"Well you can't let him succeed, give him a chance eh?" Roxy protested, Archie was her father and she loved him. She couldn't help herself but she did, her thoughts were softening towards him, he had come back for them, for her maybe.

"Give him a chance? Give him a chance?" Ronnie cried out, carefully lowering her voice as she realised her shouts were echoing, "You don't know what he's done Rox, he's already hurt Danielle, hurt my baby, and he's only being back 5 minutes!"

Roxy looked at her sister, confused, as Ronnie made her way over to pour herself a drink. "I thought you'd stopped that Ron," Roxy told her sister, concern in her voice. She knew her sister's way of coping with her grief had been to drink but now Danielle was here, there was no need.

"I just need to calm down Roxy," Ronnie said before gulping down the vodka and placing the shot glass on the bar, the taste remaining stuck in her throat. "I can live with him hurting me but not my daughter," Ronnie replied quietly, a desperate plea being issued by her eyes as they stared at Roxy.

"Why what's he done, Ron?" Roxy questioned as she sat on the stool opposite, placing her hands gracefully on the bar, "Please," She gently placed her hand's on Ronnie's, giving her sister a small smile.

Ronnie sighed heavily, it was now or never. She had promised Danielle she would break the news and that's what she was going to do; it wasn't going to be their little secret anymore, everyone was going to find out. She had wanted to keep it a bit longer, just to themselves – and Stacey, who Ronnie was sure Danielle had told – just for a bit, to feel like the one person her daughter could confide in.

"He ripped her scan up…he ripped it up and threw it on the floor," Ronnie slowly confided in Roxy, trying her best to keep her temper hidden at her father's actions.

"Scan?!"

"She's pregnant Rox, my little girl. Just over three months," Ronnie slowly said, a smile breaking out on her face as she did, the anger she had was nothing compared to the love she had for her daughter.

Roxy was unsure how to act, was it good news? Bad news? However, as soon as she saw the smile across Ronnie's face, a once rare real smile, she couldn't help but grin too as she pulled her sister in for an awkward hug across the bar. "Oh that's great Ronnie! Another Mitchell!" She said as she nestled into Ronnie's hair, before pulling back, the laughter almost uncontainable as she realised, "That means you're going to be a grandmother Ronnie!"

Ronnie smiled at Roxy, "I know Rox. Can you imagine?!"

"How's Danielle feeling about it?" Roxy questioned as they made their way across to a table opposite the bar.

"Good. She's looking forward to it, but that's why he…why he needs to go Rox. He's shattering her confidence, taking the happiness away from it all,"

"I'm sure he doesn't mean it Ron," Roxy stuck up for her dad, unable to believe he would be so cruel. This was a helpless twenty year old after all, just past her teenage years.

"He does Rox, and that's why," Ronnie struggled to speak as she thought about how much this could effect her and her sister's relationship, "That's why I've decided to take Danielle to Ibiza. There are too many memories here; I don't know how long we will be gone…"

"Is Danielle ok about all of this?" Roxy interrupted, desperately wanting her sister to stay, there were sisters, a pair, and they had such a close bond.

Ronnie nodded gently, "We go tomorrow…"

So will Danielle and Ronnie go to Ibiza? And if so, for how long? Will they say goodbye to Walford forever?