We then went on to enjoy a three course meal that consisted of tomato soup for starter, beef lasagne with salad for our main course and strawberry shortcake for desert. All the way through eating our meal me and Ben just aimlessly talked and I couldn't help but get lost in his company. This is how it should be right now; me and Ben enjoying being a newly engaged couple. But given the situation that we were currently in we were unable to have time together like this; this made tonight feel even special to me - given what I had decided to do for the best interests of Ben and our baby.

"Mal?" Ben said after we had both just finished our strawberry shortcakes.

"Yes Benny?" I replied happily.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked sweetly, causing a smile to slowly spread across my face.

"I would love that" I advised and I watched as he quickly stood up and pushed his chair back.

"Give me a second" he answered.

"Ok" I nodded and I watched as he walked towards the radio next to the bar. I then sat and watched as he turned the dark grey radio on; and he flicked through the stations until we both heard a slow piece of classical music start to play.

He then slowly walked back to me and stood on my left hand side and offered his right hand. I smiled up at him as I slowly stood up and pushed my chair back; I then slid my left hand into his right and he led me to the small dance floor that was in front of the bar.

We then took the waltz pose and we started to slowly sway along to the music; we danced like this for a few moments before I pulled my hands away from Ben. His face dropped in confusion; but as I wrapped my arms around his neck he grinned down at me as he snaked his arms around my waist.

As we started to sway on the spot I snuggled my face into Ben's right shoulder and I couldn't help but let a smile spread across my face. I then started to think about whether leaving was the right thing; no it wasn't the right thing for me and Ben - but it was the right thing for our baby. I would never be able to live with myself if something happened to them. I didn't have a good role model growing up given who my mother was; but I could tell that sticking around wasn't probably the best thing to do. I had to keep our baby safe; and they had to come before mine and Ben's happiness - for the time being.

I then started to wonder about whether I was carrying a son or daughter and my mind started to think about every variation. They could be a boy that looks like either me or Ben; or a daughter that looks like me or Ben. I started to imagine what it would be like to hold them for the first time; to look into their perfect little face and fall in love with them. My mind then went onto all the milestones that me and Ben could have with our baby - going on picnics, having family time, Christmas, birthday's and picking them up from school.

"This is perfect" I heard Ben say which broke me out of my perfect train of thought.

"I know" I muttered. "Shame it has to end" I sighed as I looked up at him and smiled meekly.

"Well the night is still young" he said happily.

"Yeah" I nodded. "I don't want it to end" I pouted.

"Me neither" he agreed; and we both smiled at each other. Ben then pressed a brief kiss against mine; and when we pulled away we cuddled back together. We then went on to enjoy the rest of our evening alone. I just hoped that our plan to get back home secretly without Uma finding us was going to work - as the last thing me and Ben needed was any more drama.