It was now nearing the middle of September, and having had her second scan and the tests coming back showing the baby was healthy both Ronnie and Danielle were delighted. It was an unusually hot day for September and the Queen Vic was packed with locals gasping for a drink to quench their thirst.

Ronnie had decided to teach Danielle the basics, more so that she could keep an eye on her precious daughter as she helped out behind the bar. It was also nice to teach her daughter something new, something like riding a bike which she never got the opportunity to do.

They were stood at the pump furthest from the main part of the bar, so they could have a little privacy and so Danielle didn't feel so self conscious about doing it in front of the people, who thanks to Archie Mitchell had learnt about her unplanned pregnancy a few weeks back. There had been a few snide remarks, mainly from the other teens from the Square but with Ronnie's assistance, Danielle had learnt to ignore them and her confidence had slowly started to resurface.

Archie Mitchell seemed to have faded into the background, and disappeared for a few days at a time from Ronnie and Danielle's views but deep down, their nerves were as prominent as always that he would pull them both apart. Ronnie tried to be brave and put on a front when he was around but, naturally, she was just as scared as her little girl that he would ruin the relationship they had both worked so hard on.

"Just gently bring your hand down," Ronnie guided Danielle as they pulled the pump down together to fill a pint glass. "And pull it back up now,"

However, Danielle nerves shone through as she pulled the pump back up a little too slowly and the liquid overflowed the glass and split all down the sides, Flustered, she apologized to her mother again and again, "Sorry Ronnie, sorry,"

"Hey, it's ok sweetie, don't worry," Ronnie soothed as she got a cloth and wiped up the remnants, before placing an arm around her daughter's shoulder, "Roxy still does that after years of it Dani,"

Danielle managed a small smile before looking up at her mum, still as beautiful as ever she silently remarked. She felt Ronnie wrap her fingers around her hand and place it on her growing stomach, and saw her eyes light up as she did so, "It likes you, it always kicks when you do that," Danielle whispered to Ronnie.

Ronnie beamed as she heard her daughter speak, everything was turning out perfect and Danielle was blooming every day – her confidence returning and her stomach growing day by day. "Have you thought of any names yet?" Ronnie replied, her voice quiet not wanting to ruin the moment they shared.

Danielle shrugged lightly, "Mmm," she replied, "A few," Knowing full well she had chosen some names she found it difficult to lie to her mother, but she wanted to keep them a secret for a while longer and surprise Ronnie once she told her.

Ronnie nodded, recognizing the signs that her daughter didn't want to talk about it; she always bit her lip when something was worrying her and Ronnie realised this and decided not to push her daughter any further. "Shall we give it another try sweetie?"

A few glasses later and Danielle had perfected how to pull a perfect pint, Ronnie beaming as she relished in the success that she had taught her baby something new. They had just got themselves settled on the bar when Archie entered the pub, along with Janine.

"There's someone asking for you outside your flat," Archie snarled as he entered the Queen Vic; a place which he almost had control of until that night. He looked in disgust at his granddaughter, who, so causally, had taken away his little Veronica.

Ronnie refused to answer as she carried on serving the punters and keeping a motherly eye on her daughter, who was engaging in conversation with some of the locals.

"Veronica, don't ignore me," Archie continued, "I'm your dad,"

"Get out," Ronnie spat under her breath, desperate not to draw attention to herself and hoping that her baby wouldn't see the discomfort that her mother was in. "Nobody want's you here,"

"Somebody want's you at your flat though, he doesn't look happy," Archie relished in his daughter's discomfort and could see, despite Ronnie's best attempts, that she was squirming every time he spoke and nearened her precious daughter.

Ronnie breathed in deeply and continued to serve the customers, desperately trying to show that her father wasn't getting to her. She brushed past Danielle and comfortingly placed her hand on Danielle's hip for just a second to show her that everything was ok.

Danielle, having overheard everything that her grandfather had said, turned to face her mother and whispered into her ear, "You can go and check it out; I'll be fine here with Roxy,"

Looking slightly reluctant, Ronnie agreed as Danielle squeezed her hand; at least she's with other people Ronnie thought as she pulled out of her daughter's grip and got ready to run, not wanting to spend too long apart from her baby, "Call me if anything," she emphasized, "if anything happens ok baby?"

Danielle nodded before watching her mother run out of the Vic's back door and onto the street, and then slowly turning her head back to the bar to serve the next customer, who was all too familiar to Danielle, "Da…Dad?" she stuttered.

Ronnie ran through the Square; annoyance for having to leave her baby but also curiosity for who this person was. As she reached the bottom of the steps leading to the flat, she was slightly out of breath and saw a man in a suit banging on the door. At first glance, she thought it was Jack but then realised it wasn't.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" She shouted as she walked up the steps, her arms crossed across her chest. The man swiveled round and Ronnie's face fell in shock, "Joel…"

Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I had a bit of writers block but I'm hoping to move this story on quite quickly in the next couple of weeks. Hope people are still reading and enjoying this and if you have any baby names for Danielle's baby just leave a review with the names in. Just as a bit of inspiration for me lol ;)