*Doctor Cameron's POV*

I had just received the news that his Majesty wasn't the father to Miss Alusru's baby. Whilst this made me happy to hear this, this news also brought on a new situation. I was sure that the Lady Mal may not know about the birth of the baby; especially given the fact that the baby was born early. However I didn't know whether it was my place to try and get involved; and after a lot of tossing and turning with my conscious I decided that I needed to tell Lady Mal. His Majesty and the Lady Mal deserved to be happy; they had been through so much already and they deserved to be each other's happy ending – especially with the baby on the way.

So with this in mind I pulled my phone out and rang the unknown number that rang she rang me on; as thankfully she hadn't kept the number withheld.

"Hello" I heard her say uncertainly.

"Dame Mal-" I replied.

"Doctor Cameron" she answered and I heard her yawn. "Is everything ok?" she questioned.

"Yeah" I replied. "I just needed to tell you something" I advised as I started to hope that she wasn't about to panic about the news that I was about to tell her.

"What?" she questioned uncertainly.

"The baby has been born" I advised; and we fell into silence as she started to digest that. I waited in silence to give her the time she needed; however when we had sat in silence for enough time for me to check that the line was still open I heard her finally speak.

"Don't!" she begged. "Please don't!" she exclaimed and I heard her voice break which told me that she was now crying. "I can't bear to hear-" she began again and she stopped when her voice broke once more.

"Please Dame Mal-" I began. "It's-" I continued.

"I said no!" she stressed cutting me off. "I can't bear to hear that Ben is now a father!" she cried. "That he has married Uma" she sniffed which broke my heart at the fact that she was now crying due to me ringing her – but in my defence I was trying to help her. "I can't live with that!" she urged.

"Dame Mal please" I urged.

"No Doctor Cameron" she replied quickly. "I know that I am being rude, that I apologise for" she offered. "But I can't hear those words come out of your mouth" she advised.

"Dame Mal-" I began again.

"I will do what is right for mine and Ben's baby" she stressed. "But I don't want to hear about Ben and Uma's baby" she urged and I heard her sniff again.

"Dame Mal-" I repeated but my face dropped in panic as she quickly hung up on the call. Yes it was understandable why she acted the way that she did; as I knew that this was a very hard situation for her. And when I tried to ring her back she knocked the phone straight onto voicemail which made me fall into panic even more. I decided to give her some space; as I didn't want to stress her any further - as she was currently thirty two weeks pregnant.

Even though I had requested that she have another scan and other appointments she was reluctant to leave wherever she was as she didn't want Uma to find her or her baby. I had offered to do a home visit but she stressed that that couldn't happen. I didn't push this as I didn't want to cause her any further stress in an already stressful situation - but I was very insistent that if she had any symptoms or questions that she needed to ring me - day or night.

As I stared into space in front of me as I placed my phone down on my desk and I started to think about the situation before me. His Majesty and the Lady Mal were very much in love and they had been thrown in such a terrible situation. The pair of them should be getting ready for the birth of their own little one; and possibly even be married by now. They deserved to be happy; but I was currently bound by data protection and patient confidentiality. So I was now faced with a new question – what do I do now?