I know this story may be moving a bit slow but i decided to make this a slightly longer fic then i originally planned =]. This chapter is mainly just your classic Rack story line developing and i hope you like it. I actually dont really like Ronnie and Jack together if im honest, i think Jack really holds Ronnies character back but for my story to progress i thought it was necessary. Anyway Enjoy!
Wiping away her completely ruined make up and looking miserably at her self in the mirror Ronnie cast her mind back to evening her baby was heartlessly taken away from her, no one was there console or help the devastated fourteen year old "mess" after her Amy gone. She was just left by herself, alone in a dark damp room, with nothing stimulating or thought changing to get her mind off what had just taken place, the only thing to seemingly attach too was the Polaroid camera she had snuck in and out of her bag to capture the perfect moment of her and her daughter together. Back then it would have been so simple to just be with her little girl, now look at us Ronnie thought negatively. We cant even arrange a meeting without the inevitable awkward situations stalking us, what chance do honestly have now?
She breathed in slow and lightly exhaled as she remembered back all those years, back to how the birth had been, it was very traumatic to say the least, but as Ronnie eyes closed in remembrance the smell of her newborn baby's head flushed through her once again, except the smell this time summoned no pain within her, no gut wrenching heartbreaking sorrow, merely a small amount of happiness. The happiness stemmed from the fact Ronnie knew she could smell a smell just like that on the same small child at just about any time she wanted too, she now knew her daughter was alive and well living with her, togetherness she concluded - that's all Ronnie had ever really wanted her whole life and that just simply made her smile with utter delight.
Back at R+R a rather tipsy Stacey had just approached the bar to order a new set off drinks for her and Danielle, "Another four vodka shots please Jack - £6.80 is it - I forget" slurred a distracted Stacey. "Sure thing" Jack replied, as he began preparing the four shot glasses he subtly added "You two haven't seen Ronnie tonight have you? Just she was supposed to be helping out here at quarter to eight-". "No we haven't actually Jack - she was meant to be meeting her newly found daughter at eight or something,- wonder where the ice queens got to now then" Stacey quietly added the sarcastic ice queen comment half expecting Jack not to hear it, but unluckily for her Jack had extremely good hearing "I heard that Stacey Slater, and I'm sure your friend over there would not like to hear you talking about her mother like that either yea" Stacey glanced over backwards at where Danielle was sitting and looked back at Jack guiltily "Yea yea just give me the drinks Mr Bartender" and with that Stacey got her tray and made her way back over to her lost looking companion leaving Jack alone and chuckling to himself. But after a moment or two to register what had really just been spoken about, it would appear Ronnie was actually no where to be seen. Where could she possibly be that was firstly keeping her away from her precious club and secondly, even more importantly her daughter, he wondered worryingly.
He carefully avoided aligning himself in Danielle's eyesight as he rushed from behind the bar to his and Ronnie's office, grabbing his coat he cautiously made his way into the cold and dimly lit square. "Where are you Ronnie" he violently whispered to himself as he desperately tried to reach her mobile, if she wasn't at the club the next place to check next would probably be her flat he quickly summarized and so with that thought, he hastily made his way over to Ronnie's without a second wasted on hesitating. Jack buzzed the button down on the speaker relentlessly until a soft murmur finally answered " Rox- is that you - or Danielle?" Ronnie's tone was calm yet ultimately empty, "Its Jack actually Ron" trying to produce his best relaxed sounding voice he could muster Jack then muttered "- I'm fancying abit of a catch up, I dunno if you are though". There was again a long drawn out awkward silence, but this time was different, this time here was a man Ronnie desperately wanted near her and so she simply buzzed back "Sure the doors yours".
As Jack made his way through the first set of doors his head did a total one eighty, from being completely overwhelmed by worry thinking about where Ronnie could be, he was now in fact busy sympathising with her utterly left in the lurch daughter back at the club. Entering Ronnie's flat alone and not on business terms was something Jack had not done in awhile and he was rather enjoying it, his mind began to wander again but this time it was fixated on the possibility - the hope that this would not be the last time he entered on these terms. "Ron, which room you even in" Jack light heartedly kidded with un easiness "Mine" croaked a overly miserable sounding Ronnie . Jack made his way into Ronnie's bedroom quietly, looking around her flat had totally confused him, her flat looked practically unlived in, no clothes or magazines strewn in inconvenient places, empty coffee mugs and dirty plates were obviously none existent here, Jack smiled warily as he neared her. She really had changed since he was with her last year. A lot indeed has changed he glumly reminded himself. Ronnie was sat perched upright on the right hand side of her bed which was directly facing him, yet she faced away hiding her face from view, seemingly staring at the closed, dark curtains that lay hanging dead still against her window frame. "I don't know what to do Jack I -" Ronnie heavily sighed and took a dramatically long sniff, "Shhh its okay Ron-" replied a comforting Jack as he carefully sat down beside her "You've got Danielle wondering all about you at the club, she looks as lost as anything without you there" he added knowledgably "And don't worry I've been keeping an eye out for her all night so she's fine - not too drunk" Ronnie shot her round to face him and snapped him a glaring look. Jack simply smiled and winked. Ronnie couldn't help but utter a smile, he knew her well, she half hated the fact but the other half found it incredibly endearing. "I should be over there now shouldn't I" she knew she be, not only was it her turn to cover Dawns shift but her daughter was there expecting to see her "Yea you should, but whatever your reasons I bet there perfectly understandable" Jack was reluctant to pry to much into what had caused Ronnie to become in such a state as he knew what would happen if he did, surprisingly Ronnie opened her mouth to respond but instead she silently closed her lips together and lay her head on his shoulder lovingly. "Please just stay with me for a while-" Ronnie slowly lifted her head, pulled Jacks head close to hers and lightly kissed his lips and looked into eyes "Just for a bit then" Jack whispered and he quickly returned the kiss.