Donna, do you copy? || STEVE HARRINGTON FANFIC.

The Crawley girl came in 1968.

7 pounds 5 ounces, and a head already sprouting with small brown curls. She hadn't fussed on her way out, they figured her a stillborn. Until her eyes opened to catch everyone's attention in the room.

"Our little Donna." Was the first thing that Judy Crawley spoke after her labour. And her name from there on out was Donna Elizabeth Crawley.

She'd always been their special girl. Their smart, intelligent and sweet little girl. She wasn't quiet. And was a little buddy attracter as they always used to name her. You couldn't argue with Donna Crawley, it was rare for her to ever do wrong.

There was something about Donna, something that only her mother knew about her. Something that she was hiding, about the year that Donna went missing. 1980, at just 13.

With no memories from that year, Donna will never know the truth about what really happened that year. Nobody dares to ask her about 1980, nobody dares to show interest. Her mother avoids the topic, and her father is torn down if he mentions it.

Donna Crawley was thirteen and missing, and 1983 is the year she finds out why.