Thank you for the reviews, was unsure about putting Ronnie with Bianca like that because they have only really spent the one night chatting and laughing together but I didn't want it to be all doom and gloom. Anyways hope it was okay and hope this is okay.

Ronnie's cab pulled up outside her flat and she paid the taxi driver. As she was about to walk into her flat Billie came running after her. She looked at him dubiously not sure why he would want to talk to her.

"Can I help you?" She asked coldly.

"Ermmm yeh, how old were you when you first got a motorbike?"

Ronnie gave him a confusing look, not quite sure why he would be asking that, "I dunno, 20/21 why?"

"Don't suppose you fancy putting in a good word about them to my mum do ya? She has got it into her head that they're dangerous."

Ronnie rolled her eyes, "Even if I did speak to your mum which I am not saying I will, she wouldn't listen to me – by the looks she doesn't listen to anyone."

"Just drop it into polite conversation."

"Look, if you really want a motorbike then just go and buy one – you're over eighteen. Don't let you parents rule your life because they may think they are doing you a favour but they're not."

And with that Ronnie walked off and into her flat.

As she entered her lonely and somewhat cold flat she threw the keys down on the worktop and sat herself down, placing her phone on the coffee table in front just waiting for some news. As she was starting to relax there was a bang at the door.

Ronnie got up and rolled her eyes, what is it with people today? Can people not just leave me alone." She thought to herself as she answered it. Stood before her was Ian Beale.

"Ronnie, you are three days late on your rent, now I am a reasonable guy but I have a family to look after you know. If you do not pay up soon I will have no choice but to force you to live somewhere else. I knew renting to a Mitchell was a mistake." Ian said in a huff.

"I will pay you as soon as I can Ian now if you don't mind..."

"You have twenty four hours."

Ian walked off towards the chippy. Ronnie shut the door and sighed, she was practically brassaic as it was and she had no idea how she was going to pay him – the idea of having to swallow her pride and ask if she could move back to The Vic didn't thrill her one bit.

Later that evening, Ronnie still had not heard anything from Bianca and so decided to go back to the hospital. When she got there she saw the Branning's and the Jackson's with him and fussing over him. She smiled weakly as she was partly envious, Jack didn't know how lucky he had got it.

As she looked through the window Jack looked up so she quickly moved to the left of her as there was an NHS poster that would block him from seeing her. Unfortunately Jack wasn't the only one to have seen her – Carol had to and she came storming out.

"OI, I want a word with you." She shouted

"Is this about the motorbike thing?" Ronnie asked, sure that there wasn't anything else she could have done of late to upset Carol.

"YES, its about the motorbike thing. Where do you get of telling my son that he should get a motorbike. Those things are death traps. Maybe one day, when you're a mother you will learn that kids need protecting and they don't need other people sticking their nose in."

"I didn't stick my nose in, he came and asked me – I just gave my opinion." Ronnie said back, hurt by Carol's comment, she was a mother or had been and Carol was right, it was obvious that she didn't know how to protect kids otherwise what happened to Danielle wouldn't have.

"Just stay away from my family OK?"

"Gladly." Ronnie replied as she walked out of the waiting room.