It was a relief for Danielle to be out in the fresh air rather than in the club, the gentle wind seemed to whisk away the thoughts clouding her judgement. She had new found clarity over her own mind, which would no doubt disintegrate when once again faced with Ronnie...but this was irrelevant, her mind was made up.

Ronnie sat patiently at the bar, it seemed funny that she had spent so much time sat waiting for Danielle on a bar stool, both now and the previous night. It was ironic when compared with the amount of time she had spent drowning her sorrows, using alcohol to numb the pain of loss of her baby. The pain, though eased, was still present, the years she had lost could never come back and she feared her current relationship with Danielle may be all she would ever have, but still it was worth the risk. The fear of losing her baby again was still worth every second she could spend with her daughter, even the bad moments, even if Danielle wanted to scream and shout at her, it was still better than nothing. For as long as there was hope, Ronnie would never give up, she would spend the rest of her life begging Danielle for a chance if that was what it would take to be with her baby. Ronnie knew these were selfish thoughts, it all focused on what she wanted, on the dream she had craved for 20 years, but in truth she still wasn't fully committed. No matter how much she wanted to be with her baby, Danielle's happiness would always come first, she had handed her baby over believing it was for the best, not for her, but for her baby. Archie had brained washed her into believing this and she had regretted it ever since, but now she would do it again. Now her baby was all grown up, she was Danielle, and if giving her up again would make Danielle happy, Ronnie knew she had to do it, for her baby.

Only a few minutes had passed since Danielle had left the club, but the tension Ronnie felt increased with every second. It scared Ronnie to have Danielle out of her sight, to think that the one person she had longed for was now so close and yet still unreachable. Though desperate for Danielle to come back, Ronnie still feared the moment when they would have to talk; she had no idea what to say to improve the situation, but hopefully instinct would kick in when the time called for it. As the time passed, Ronnie became more and more anxious that Danielle was not coming back, that she had lost her little girl all over again, but still she remained glued to her seat, determined not to push Danielle away by smothering her. A quick glance at the clock told Ronnie that she had only been waiting for less than 3 minutes; it felt like at least 10. This was comforting and forced her to relax slightly, Danielle was probably still on the phone talking to Stacey if it had only been such a short time since she had left.

After several more minutes of constantly glancing at the clock the reasonably calm woman sat at the bar had been transformed into a nervous wreck, her foot tapping vigorously on the floor as she gnawed her way through a fingernail. Ronnie hated being made a fool of, and waiting in an empty club for someone that may never come would definitely classify, but this was something she no longer cared about, this was her little girl and she didn't care how many people would be at this very moment judging and possibly mocking her. Nothing but Danielle mattered and so Ronnie would wait until all hope was lost.

As Danielle stood propped against the wall of R&R she knew it was time to make a move. She hadn't wanted to be bothered by anyone, but at the same time felt lonely and prayed for someone to come and save her, tell her what she should do and promise her that everything would be ok. Danielle thought she was relieved that Ronnie had respected her wishes and left her to it, but on the other hand, the fear that Ronnie didn't care enough to come after her, or that she had lost interest, was a paralysing thought. It was time to put this aside, to leave her fears behind and follow her instinct, because in all truth, Ronnie couldn't do the right thing regardless of how hard she tried. Danielle knew that her mind was only open to finding fault with Ronnie, it was dramatic change from the old Danielle, but now the resentment tainted everything. Danielle's perception of her mother had gone from rose tinted to blackened, and only time could heal this outlook.

Hi everyone, I hope you've enjoyed this chapter, I wasn't too sure about it and I know it's a bit short but its more of a filler chapter to built the tension. I also thought I'd keep you in suspense as to what Danielle's next move will be ;D Please keep reviewing, it is greatly appreciated!!!