Mr T comes to Mo's rescue when she fears for her baby's life. Bernie makes a big decision about her future with Serena when an exciting opportunity arises.
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-Three weeks and counting.
It's not yours.
Put me out of my misery, who's the lucky man?
It isn't a man.
I think we should toast our undeniable sexual chemistry
and say no more about it.
Are you two seeing each other?
Yes, we are.
Jasmine and I are related.
This is just easier.
It's better, for everyone, isn't it?
Yeah. All's well that ends well.
I'm so sorry, Mr Hanssen.
I'll get maintenance to clear that up. Thank you.
Feel better, Ms Effanga.
Look, we really should go in.
-No, I don't want to.
-We can pick this up tonight.
No, I should really go home tonight.
Because I haven't been home in ages and I need to get some clothes.
-You can borrow my clothes.
What's wrong with my clothes?
Nothing, they're just not my clothes. I like my clothes.
Well, there's an easy solution to this.
Move your clothes in with my clothes.
No, that makes no sense whatsoever.
Then, when I'm at home and I want my clothes, then...
Are you suggesting...?
Move in with me.
Where did that come from?
I don't know. But why not?
You're at mine almost every night anyway.
Yeah, but...do you not think it's a bit...?
I don't care. Do you?
-Go on, then.
Don't you think you should tell her you're moving out?
Good luck. I'll see you upstairs.
Long time, no see.
-When are you coming home?
-I'll be home tonight.
Oh, good! I'm sick of rattling round that place on my own.
You know, I've never really realised how big that flat was
with three of us living there.
Do you think it's time that perhaps we thought about...moving on?
Moving out, you mean?
-That's actually quite a good idea.
-Only if you think?
Well, we're paying for three bedrooms when we don't need to be.
It's full of ghosts.
I don't really blame you for spending so much time at Isaac's.
HE CHUCKLES Yeah.
Listen, I've got to go.
Why don't I check online tonight and find somewhere else?
See you later.
ED referral. Suspected chordae rupture.
Oh, and a good morning to you too.
-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm just a bit sick.
You know, I had some nausea early on, but nothing like this
and I wasn't sick at all with William.
It's a bit weird, isn't it?
Right. Yeah, great. Thanks for your help.
Oh, no, no, Jac, Jac, Jac, please give this to Ollie -
-I have a mountain of paperwork to get on top of.
-Join the club.
TTOs for beds three, seven and nine, please, so we can discharge them.
-And then you're with Ms Effanga.
Ollie said I could scrub in...
Then you're with Ms Effanga.
-What have you got on today?
Mr Abertelli's CABG.
-IN ITALIAN ACCENT:
-Valentine, why won't you fix me?
I'll swap you - chordae repair.
No, you're all right. I can't let him beat me.
He's like my own personal Everest. Good luck!
Mo? Hello, love! Long time, no see!
How are you?
Er, better than you by the looks of it.
-Yeah. You'll have me patched up in no time though, eh?
Yes, they say it'll be fully operational by the end of the year.
This is the proposal.
Trauma surgery is something of a speciality of theirs,
but this unit will be the first of its kind.
This looks incredible.
But the trauma unit on AAU is only just up and running.
Working like a well-oiled machine, by all accounts.
I'm not sure I'd want to be away that long.
Can I think about it?
Yes, of course.
You know where to find me.
It's medicinal and I blame you.
I only suggested we go out for a quick bite after a long shift.
At an Italian restaurant with an extensive wine list.
You could have ordered by the glass.
Oh, I'm sorry. Serena Campbell. Have we met?
-Did you find out what Hanssen wanted?
Technically, it's not even my allotment, it's my brother's,
but he's been a bit distracted, so I thought I'd get it dug
before the whole place goes to rack and ruin.
So you were digging?
Yeah, and I got these shooting pains
and my heart started going like the clappers.
I practically keeled over in the potato bed.
That's when Old Jim from plot four rang 999.
OK, deep breathe in for me.
So, are you still taking the fosinopril?
So, have you met her?
Of course you have. What do you think of her?
She seems perfectly...
How long have you been on them now?
I mean, I don't really know her, obviously, but then neither does he,
but he doesn't seem to be letting that stop him.
No, he doesn't.
Is it just me or is she a bit...?
-I'm saying nothing.
Speak of the devil!
Obviously, I'd rather you didn't go.
I doubt we'd get a locum with your experience.
Well, it certainly reads like your dream job. I, er...
Obviously, I couldn't...
Well, I wouldn't...try to stand in your way...
..if it's what you really...really want.
-It's just I...
Are you kidding? I've been wanting to do that for weeks.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Right, well, if you could just let me know
-when you've given Hanssen your decision.
Decision? About what?
Well, Serena will be gutted.
I think she thought we had you for keeps.
Well, it's only for a few months.
Sorry, did you want me for something?
Yeah. Could you have a look at this patient for me?
It's Cathy Higgson, end stage MS, came in via the ED this morning.
Wow, this looks amazing.
You won't forget to send us a postcard, will you?
So, which Jim? Young Jim?
No, Old Jim. Plot four.
I'm sorry, I should have done it.
It's OK. I mean, the weeds were up to here
and the beans are going over.
OK, I will sort it out.
So, where's Inga today? Is she here?
No, no. We've got the painters in.
The whole place had been freshly magnolia'd.
Yes, but Inga wanted a splash of colour.
-What's that supposed to mean?
-I didn't say anything.
-Well, you don't have to, do you?
-Don't be so sensitive, Woody.
Ah, Dr Burrows.
This is Delwen Thompson,
an emergency admission with a suspected chordae rupture.
Can you do an FBC, U&Es, LFTs,
organise a chest X-ray and book a slot in the echo lab, please?
-Are you Mr Thompson?
-but I'm not her husband.
-He's my younger brother.
-By 17 minutes.
-It still counts.
-It doesn't count.
Twins? Delwen and Derwood? Your parents had a sense of humour.
Mr Thompson is our Consultant Obstetrician.
I like your tie.
Oh, thank you very much.
Yes, my fiancee bought it for me.
Right. Well, I'd better go and see
if I can get my afternoon clinic covered. I won't be long.
OK. Let's take some bloods then, shall we?
Excuse me a minute.
Is she scared of needles or something?
Oh, nah, it's probably morning sickness.
When did you get the diagnosis?
16 years ago.
She was 32.
We were trying for a baby, kept losing it.
Eventually, we went to a clinic and that's when we found out.
And you care for her by yourself?
I think the best thing, Mr Higgson...
Pete. And Cathy.
And she can understand you.
Cathy, I think the best thing is to remove the catheter,
give everything a sterile wash, and put in a fresh one in.
We want to make sure we get on top of this infection
as quickly as possible.
I'll see if there's a treatment room available.
-Could you bear with me?
-How'd it go?
Yeah, no, she said that she will start looking
-for somewhere else today.
-What? Just like that?
Yeah, she was actually quite practical about it.
Fantastic. Best get in. See you later, roomie.
Can somebody call Psych for Nurse Harrison, please?
That's my gossip radar going off. Are you two moving in together?
Tell me everything.
Being a twin must be cool.
It's not a word that gets thrown around a lot
when it comes to my brother, to be honest.
-You two are close, though?
I mean, I give him stick, but we tell each other everything.
So, Mo - Ms Effanga - she's pregnant?
How far gone is she?
Er, about five months, I think. Something like that.
Right, that's your bloods done.
I'm just going to go and check on your X-ray.
Could you put her in the side room, please?
Her heart rate's still elevated and her BP's not coming up
as much as I'd like.
Could you put her on IV Tazocin and repeat her U&Es?
Mo. Mo? Sorry, is Delwen all right?
Well, we may need to take her into theatre, but we won't be able
to make any decisions until we get her tests back, so...
Don't worry. I will look after her, I promise.
Thank you. Has she been giving you a hard time?
Actually, no. She's been really nice.
Really? What did you say to win her round?
Beats me. HE CHUCKLES
Here she is, look. Lady of leisure. Having a lie-down.
-Are you OK?
Oh, no, you're all muddy. This is mud, right?
Yeah. I couldn't get any manure, I tried.
It was probably for the best, really.
So, I'm going to go back to yours,
get you a change of clothes, obviously, a few overnight things.
I'll make sure I feed Sock too.
Did you know Mo's pregnant?
When were you going to tell me?
Oh, it's not mine!
-Whose is it?
-Don't know, anonymous sperm donor.
Del, you know that Mo was considering going down that route.
She'd begun the process a long before she and I ever...
Are you sure? 100%?
It's what she told me
and I really don't think that she'd lie about something like that,
-not to me.
-So, is Sock's food still underneath the sink?
Great, in which case,
I shall be back here in two shakes of a lamb's tail!
KNOCK AT DOOR
Ultrasounds in Bay 2 when you're ready.
-What are you doing?
Oh, just checking. I don't feel right.
-Here, let me do it.
I feel sick as a dog.
That's normal, isn't it? All the hormones.
I don't know, I'm just a bit worried it could be...
Preeclampsia, AFL, hyperemesis gravidarum.
I had a flatmate at med school who convinced himself
-he had transverse myelitis and do you know what it was?
His pants were too tight.
That's the problem with doctors - they know too much.
Right, there you go, see. Blood pressure's fine.
Are you all right to do Delwen's echo
-or do you want me to find someone else?
-It's fine. I'll do it.
-Yeah. Thanks, Jas.
Cefuroxime, 750mg, in date.
Dom, I found these. All two-bed, all walking distance from here.
Thanks for suggesting this, it's a really good idea.
-I've got to run, I said I was seeing a patient on ITU.
So, I hear congratulations are in order?
Little Mini Mo.
Oh, yeah. Thanks.
Takes guts to raise a baby on your own.
I couldn't do it.
-How are you going to manage with work?
Yeah, but, I mean, with your job, the hours you work,
you must be a bit daunted.
Yeah, well, I've got loads of family support, so...
I thought Adele moved away?
She has, but there's my mum.
How's her heart, by the way? I heard she had another scare.
You see this here?
This confirms a ruptured chordae tendinae
causing secondary mitral regurgitation.
I'm going to need to take you into theatre,
remove the prolapsed portion of the valve,
repair the posterior leaflet and insert an annuloplasty ring.
The good news is we can do it MIMS, so it'll be minimally invasive.
One of the tendons in your heart has ruptured
so the blood's flowing back the wrong way.
We'll make a heart surgeon of you yet.
-You can fix it?
-Today. As soon as possible.
I'll go and check the theatre schedule and then I'll come back
and talk you through everything. OK?
-Dr Burrows, could you clean up, please?
I don't want you to go.
-That's as far as I've got.
-Let's see if we can get him up to Keller.
Yes, good, good plan.
Cathy Higgson's latest bloods. She's not responding to antibiotics.
She's tachycardic, tachypneic, hypoxic and, well,
you can see from these...
OK, thanks. I'll talk to them.
I'm also obliged to tell you that there are risks of stroke,
brain damage, renal failure and death.
Now, I know that sounds alarming, but it's very rare.
And about 33% of patients having this procedure
develop something known as AF, which is an irregular heartbeat
which can cause serious complications.
That's one in three.
But without the valve repair,
there's a strong chance you would develop it anyway.
Do you have any questions?
Are you carrying my brother's baby?
Do you have any questions about the surgery, Delwen?
If I'm at risk from all this, it's best that we have it out
while I still have got the chance.
No, I'm not.
And I don't think this is an appropriate conversation
-for us to be having right now.
-He's so trusting,
he thinks you'd never lie to him about something like this.
I'm not so sure.
You can think what you like, it doesn't change anything.
If you're happy with everything that we've discussed,
I just need you to sign these.
Ms Thompson will need cannulating and catheterising
and then get her started on furosemide.
1mg per kilo every hour.
Do you need me to talk you through it?
-Oh, no, it's fine, I've got this.
Look, try not to worry.
There are loads of things I'm not good at, but this isn't one them.
So, you never actually said you were moving in with Isaac.
Well, no, but...
Then you're just going to have to bite the bullet and tell her.
Well, I can't now! You saw how happy she looked.
Besides she was only saying earlier that she feels like
she's rattling around the flat, that it's full of ghosts.
I can't just leave her there on her own, can I?
What about Isaac?
Sure you're not just looking for a way out?
Well, you know, if you don't want to move in with him...
Of course I do.
Well, then, just speak to Zosia.
Well, it's not that simple.
-It kind of is.
-You don't get it.
Well, maybe it's for the best.
A little bit of mystery in the early days doesn't hurt.
I still remember the first time I saw Sacha...
Oh, please do not finish that sentence.
I'm only saying, you know,
when you see someone you're sleeping with...
All in all, this paints a picture of multi-organ failure,
which means that this is likely to be your last illness.
I'm not suggesting we withdraw treatment,
I think we should continue with the antibiotics and pain relief,
but there is very little we can do to delay the inevitable.
Have you discussed an end-of-life plan?
It's all arranged.
So this is furosemide.
It'll basically make you pee a lot, so once I've given you this,
we will pop a catheter in.
Oh, something to look forward to.
I know, but it'll stop you bleeding so much during theatre
and that's got to be a good thing, right?
Hang on a minute.
Is your eBay timing out?
Oh, no, sorry, it's just there's some drugs you have to put in
really slowly and others you just whack straight in.
Oh, so you're googling it?
Doesn't fill me with confidence, love, I've got to say.
OK. Give me one second, I'll just find Mo.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
We need to talk.
Yes, I know.
I'm sorry. I'm not trying to mess you about,
I just don't know if I can get my head around...
Oh, no, Serena. As much as I want to have this conversation...
Cathy Higgson's end-of-life plan.
KNOCK ON DOOR
-Have you seen Ms Effanga?
What about Ollie? Mr Valentine?
He's in theatre.
I've been feeling a bit sick the last couple of days
and it's sort of come out of nowhere
and I just wanted to call in and check...
20 weeks tomorrow.
Second pregnancy, but this didn't happen the last time.
Right, so just over-the-counter?
OK, but you don't think I should bring my appointment forward
or anything, you know, just to...?
OK. All right, thank you, bye.
Sorry about that.
Are you all right?
My heart's going like a drum.
Let's have a look at you.
There we go.
Right, OK, I'm just going to grab something.
I'll be two minutes, OK?
-What are you doing?
-What does it look like?
It looks like you don't know how to connect a 12-lead ECG.
What do you want? A prize?
Why are you messing around with it anyway?
Because I think my patient's going into AF and I want to confirm
before starting her on amioderone. Is that all right with you?
OK, deep breath.
Hey, Adele. It's me.
Yeah, just missing you.
Feels like I haven't spoken to you in ages.
Give me a call when you've got time.
It's all above board, I've got the same plan for myself.
No, I'm sure it is.
I'm just trying to understand how we'd go about it.
We just need to have her transferred to this hospice.
It's part of the same company.
Right, but this is in America.
It's all paid for. I've just got to book the flights.
No, it's not that...
Mr Higgson, there is no way
that Cathy could survive a journey like this. Not now.
But...I don't understand.
Well, we'll do our best to facilitate her wishes from here,
if we can.
I thought there'd be more time. I didn't expect...
OK. There's a number here we can call.
They'll send their people to collect her.
They can start the process at this end.
We just need to keep her heart beating
until they can get her to the lab.
Yeah, that's the part that would cause us some difficulties.
You see, we can't release Cathy's body to this...
company until after her death.
But after that, can't you just do CPR and then...?
I'm afraid it's not as simple as that.
If we resuscitate her, then she's not technically...
Forgive me, she's not technically dead,
so we still can't release her body.
Look, I don't care how we do this, but she needs to be frozen
at the exact moment of death.
Or as near as.
After the body's died, but before brain death -
that's the whole point.
The process of brain death begins approximately four minutes
after the heart stops.
The process that we have to go through to formally verify death
takes longer than four minutes.
what are you saying?
I'm saying there are procedural issues that we have to work through.
This is what she wants.
I promised her I would make it happen. Do you understand?
..this is it.
I do understand. I do.
Look, we'll talk to our legal department
and then we'll take it from there. OK?
Hi, it's Serena Campbell.
I need to see Mr Hanssen as soon possible, please.
Is he? Oh, OK, well, the minute he's free. Thanks.
You're not really going to try and facilitate this, are you?
Yeah, if it's what they want.
Besides, I can only imagine what they must have paid for this.
If we end up being sued,
I want to make damn sure we've been through legal.
Stab wound to the abdomen. All right, let's not mess about.
Straight to theatre for a trauma laparotomy, please.
OK, nearly there.
Are you all right, Ms Thompson?
She's booked in for a valve repair. I was...
Faffing around worrying about AF when she's clearly going into heart failure.
-I don't know.
-What do you mean you don't know?
-I don't know, I can't find her.
You should have gone to a Consultant the moment her symptoms worsened.
-Ollie's in theatre.
-Then you should have come to me!
300mg of amiodarone, quickly, please.
Start carotid massage.
For God's sake!
They're snake oil salesmen,
peddling false hope and preying on people's...
Got it. Yep.
Oh, no, it's a haematoma. Keep going.
Even if we do find a cure for MS, I doubt she'll be in any fit state
to benefit by the time they've thawed her out.
I don't disagree with you, but it's their money.
If they want to spend it all on... Ah, here we are.
2-O vicryl, please.
Good. Heart rate's normalising.
-What's going on?
-Where the hell have you been?
-I was just...
-You need to take your patient to theatre right now.
-Right, come on, let's go.
-What's happening? Mo?
Come with us.
Not you. Stay out of the way.
Mr Khan's in recovery.
Are you moving?
What? Oh, no, these are Dom's.
Sorry, excuse me a sec.
Mrs Saunders needs a... Yeah.
I can explain those.
It's all right.
You don't need to say anything, I completely understand.
You don't want to move into my flat.
We should absolutely find a place together.
Somewhere that's both of ours.
I'll take a look through these
and we can make some bookings over the weekend.
It's just such a huge gamble.
Well, of course it is, but it's their gamble.
If they think there's even the slightest chance
of a happy future together,
then it doesn't really matter what anyone else thinks...
I don't know. Does it?
You know, Jason's not back until Thursday.
I'd better go and find Hanssen.
-I can't lose her, Mo.
-You're not going to lose her.
It's my own stupid fault. If only I'd dug the thing myself...
Hey, look at me. You trust me, right?
Yeah, of course I do.
Well, I'm not going to let you down. I promise.
OK, people, we're doing this MIMS - no mess, no fuss.
Oh, no, no, no.
Charge to 150.
She's back in sinus.
OK, forget everything I just said, we're switching to a sternotomy.
Let's get her on bypass before she arrests again.
Prepare the sternal saw and scalpel, please.
I'm really sorry, it just slipped out that they were yours.
I'm just going to have to live with both of them, aren't I?
It'll be like one of those guys who has two families
-and they never know about each other.
-That sounds expensive.
Maybe I should sell a kidney.
By the looks of things, Mr Saunders could do with one -
his has seen better days.
-Just go and talk to him.
Go on. Tell him the truth.
And we're on bypass.
The aorta is clamped.
Give cardioplegia, please.
And the heart is stopped.
OK, let's move on.
-You said she was fine with it?
-Yeah, I thought she was.
She really cried?
Mm-hm, snot bubbles and everything.
I think it's just a combination of the Arthur stuff
and what with Ollie...
Sure, I understand.
Course. It's not a good time.
-I'm sorry, look, if it was just me...
-Maybe down the line.
-I've got to get on.
-Well, we discussed it.
We spoke to legal, but the upshot is...
-We still have to tick the boxes.
Well, why not speak to this company? See what they have to say?
I did, but they don't have any influence over NHS policy.
They have to liaise on a trust-by-trust basis.
It's Cathy Higgson.
'Lift going down.'
How are you doing?
-Yeah, good, thanks.
I just want to say, I completely understand.
-You know, about the whole moving-out thing.
Well, yeah, I think it's for the best.
Yeah, I think it's what we both need.
Well, Dom and I are in a really good place.
-Yeah, he seems really happy.
-He is, we both are.
I'm really glad it's working out between you two.
And I think moving in together is the next step.
At some point, you'll have to let him go.
'Lift going down.'
-I think we might need to talk.
-Yeah, I think we might.
Is it time?
I'm so sorry.
We'll make sure she's comfortable. She won't be in any pain.
Can we start a syringe driver of hyoscine
and top up her pain relief, please?
I need to call the lab.
I've spoken to them and they are aware,
but I'm afraid our legal department
are insisting that we follow standard procedure
from this point forward.
it won't work!
I'm so sorry. I did try.
I wish there was more I could do.
And I thought a messy divorce was the worst way a marriage could end.
How naive was I?
I suppose everything has to end, one way or another.
Yep, and someone always gets hurt.
Makes you wonder what the point is.
That's a depressing way of looking at love.
It's true though.
Leaflet repair complete.
Annuloplasty ring, please.
Yep, should be good.
OK, nearly done.
I feel like a petty bureaucrat.
He can still carry out her wishes.
In this future utopia where they can cure MS
and they can reverse the ageing process,
-what's a bit of brain death?
-You're being facetious.
I just don't think delaying is going to make it any less likely.
It's not about that though, is it?
It's about the promise that he made to her.
When he looks at her, he doesn't see a lost cause,
he sees the woman he married - the woman he loves.
I think my attitude to death is a bit warped by...
there aren't many end-of-life conversations in the field.
No, I don't imagine there are.
What would make you feel better?
No, no. No, I'm serious.
That's very sweet, but unless you can think of a way
to formally verify death and release the body in under four minutes...
Is that all?
No, I'm serious.
These cryo lab boys, once they've taken receipt of her body,
they can do...anything they like.
They can start CPR.
-How quickly can they get here?
Where are you going?
To tell Pete we've got a plan.
And we're done.
Right, thank you, everybody.
Let's get her into recovery.
Apart from that little blip at the beginning, it was textbook.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Oh, I shouldn't even be in here, should I? Sorry. Sorry.
All that time I was in Sweden,
that's the longest time we've ever spent apart in our whole lives,
and for a minute, Mo, I really thought...
Thank you so much, Mo. Get yourself...
You're already getting yourself cleaned up.
You've got a bit of blood on your trousers there.
-I knew something was wrong.
-What? That's your blood?
OK, Mo, just keep calm. Come on, let's get you checked out.
I know life didn't turn out the way we expected...
..but you're the best thing that ever happened to me.
I want you to know that.
I don't regret a single moment.
This isn't the end.
It's not goodbye.
I'll see you on the other side, I know it.
-KNOCK ON DOOR
You wanted to see me?
Yes. Did you go to medical school?
So why are you completely unable to recognise
a critical deterioration in your patient?
I thought your personal life was the problem, but it's not, is it?
You're just not cut out for this.
That's not fair.
She went off way quicker than anyone was expecting.
Which is why we need to be able to respond quickly when things change.
I'm transferring you to Keller.
-It might suit you better.
More electives, less pressure.
You're just trying to get rid of me. You'll use any excuse.
Clear out your locker. Your new rota will be e-mailed to you.
Absence of right-side respiratory effort for 60 seconds.
Absence of left-side respiratory action for 60 seconds.
Absence of carotid pulse and heart sounds for 60 seconds.
-Right pupil fixed.
-Left pupil fixed.
No motor response to supraorbital pressure.
Time of death, 15.32.
Gents? Over to you.
Let's start CPR.
I know you didn't do that because you agreed with it.
You were right. It was for his benefit, not hers.
Well, you know what they say - love makes fools of us all.
Makes people do...crazy things,
things they scarce imagined.
-Wow, you're talking as if...
-Well, I have fallen in love before.
I do recognise the symptoms.
There you go, look. Baby's heartbeat.
So, how many weeks are you?
I don't have your notes or anything like that.
I could always ask somebody to get them.
No, I'm...18 weeks tomorrow.
Well, your placenta's lying a little bit low for my liking.
-Yeah, but it's really not that bad.
In some women, it lies right the way across the cervix
but you see that -
that is absolutely fine.
I mean, really nothing to worry about at this stage.
In fact, actually, you know what? It might even fix itself.
Is that the cause of the bleed?
I would have thought so, yeah.
A little bit of blood is really nothing to panic about
or anything like that. Just keep an eye on it, OK?
What about the sickness?
It's just run-of-the-mill morning sickness, I'm afraid,
but if it gets really bad, then I can prescribe domperidone?
See if that helps?
There's nothing to worry about, OK? Every pregnancy is different.
He looks fine.
-Oh. Oh, Mo, I'm sorry.
-No, it's OK, I wanted to know.
So it's definitely a boy?
Yeah. Yeah, it's a little boy.
A little boy with a good heart, look.
Thank you, Derwood.
So, 18 weeks, eh?
So is that 18 weeks from the date of your IUI
or is it just an estimate from your first scan?
It's the date of the IUI.
Oh, OK, yeah.
I assume they did a pregnancy test at the clinic, right?
Was that a urine test or blood test?
It was blood.
It was blood.
It's pretty conclusive really, isn't it?
-I'm sorry, Mo, I just had to be sure.
I just wish things had worked out differently.
I mean, I don't think I appreciated
how difficult it would be bringing up a baby on my own.
You're not on your own, are you? You've got me.
I haven't, not any more,
and I know it's my own stupid fault.
You've got me and you'll always have me.
I said some silly things when I got back about us not being friends...
No, I understand.
..but we are friends.
And I need you.
I'm getting married, Mo, I'm terrified!
Have I done the right thing? Is it too soon?
Will you be my best man?
Well, I mean, I know you're not a man, obviously,
but you're my best friend
and I really don't think I can go through with this
with you not at my side cheering me on, so...
..what do you say?
Yeah. Yeah, of course I'll be your best man.
Oh. Sorry, I don't want to disturb.
Oh, no, you're not disturbing me.
Do you mind if I hide with you?
Please, be my guest.
-What's on your mind?
Just wondering how wonderful life could be
if only I were brave enough.
My boyfriend asked me to move in with him today and I panicked.
Do you love each other?
We haven't had that conversation yet.
That's not what I asked.
I think so. Maybe...
And you're worried that, if things move too fast...
..you'll ruin everything.
I get that.
So you don't think I'm being completely silly, then?
I'm really not the person to ask for relationship advice.
I suppose what I think is...
..is what you have to gain
worth the inevitable pain and suffering further down the line?
-Wow! You're right.
You really aren't the person to ask for relationship advice.
I told you.
I suppose I'd better get back to it.
Yes, go on. Go back to work.
What? She can't do that.
Jac! Come on. You can't throw Jasmine off the ward.
I'm pretty sure I can.
She's your sister!
And? CT clearly isn't suiting her.
All right it was my fault, I shouldn't have left her on her own.
-I take full responsibility.
Technically she did nothing wrong, Delwen was in AF.
It's not up for discussion.
Don't worry about it. It's fine.
It's not fine. You didn't do anything wrong.
I didn't know she had to go into theatre, like, straight away.
Yeah, well, that just comes with experience.
Seriously, I appreciate you trying, but I don't mind moving to Keller.
-Probably be more interesting.
-More interesting than CT?
Yeah, you lot think you're the dog's doo-dahs,
but really it's all the same up here, isn't it?
Heart, heart... Ooh, lung. Heart, heart.
Listen, for what it's worth, I was brought up by a single mum.
She had three jobs.
We managed. And now I'm a doctor.
You'll be all right.
Thanks. So will you.
Listen, don't let this knock you.
I am the greatest surgeon in the world
and you may all kneel before me.
Yeah, I think you're right,
CT surgeons are a little bit full of themselves.
-You're not kneeling.
-Is this about Abertelli?
Yes. And I think we actually got it this time, I really do.
What's going on?
Have I missed something?
-You could have talked to me.
I didn't want to upset either of you.
-You're an idiot.
I freaked out.
Right. I'll see you at home.
I've never lived with someone before.
Not as a...couple.
-Neither have I.
And, for the record, it scares me too.
Well, why me?
I like being with you.
I want to be with you all the time, as pathetic as that sounds.
I like being with you too.
So what's the problem?
Well, what if you don't like me as much
when you're around me all the time?
What if you don't like being with me?
That's not going to happen.
-I've got a cleaner.
No, but if you're really messy, I can get one.
I can't cook either, so maybe we should get a chef?
Are you saying...?
Yes, I will live with you.
And I've also brought travel backgammon.
I thought we could have a little game before you went in,
but of course, you just couldn't wait, could you?
And... Oh, I had a chat with Mo about the whole baby thing.
And it's not mine.
How do you...?
Trust me, Del. It's not, OK?
Do you know what? I'm absolutely fine about it.
I'm not disappointed. In fact, I'm relieved.
OK, because it would have ruined everything with Inga.
And...I'm happy, you know...
In fact, I'm the happiest I've ever been.
Where do you want these?
Hey, Inga! Hi. What are you doing here?
I just bought a few bits and pieces for Delwen while she's in hospital.
It's just some toiletries, make-up, perfume, hairspray.
That's... Thank you, Inga. That's very thoughtful.
Oh, here she is, look, the woman of the hour!
Ladies and gentleman... my best man!
Great. It is great. Right? Isn't it? It's perfect!
Right, you two, I just need a couple of minutes with my patient.
There you are! Where have you been?
I, um... I went to see Hanssen.
I've accepted the secondment.
I think the prospect of me leaving...
..just put too much pressure on us to decide how we feel.
No, it made me realise.
I told you, I don't want you to go.
That's what...you don't want.
You need time and space to decide what you do want.
-It's the same thing.
-No, it's not.
I know I don't want to hurt you
because I...care about you.
Bernie, no, please. Please don't do this.
-I could come and see you.
Well, we could meet halfway.
Stop. Please. I'm sorry.
Serena? Are you all right?
I don't want to talk about it.
What are you playing at?
I'm being his friend.
Well, you've certainly convinced him it's not his baby.
-Do you know what I think?
I think you want this to be his baby
because you know it'll split him and Inga up.
Oh! That's not true.
You were nice as pie to me this morning,
and I couldn't work out why.
What had changed?
It's him, isn't it?
Look, I get it.
You don't want to be on your own
and he's always been there for you,
and now that Inga's come along, you're scared you've lost him.
Just like you were scared you were going to lose him to me.
He deserves to be happy, Delwen.
If you ever...
..need a baby-sitter...
..I'd be happy to help, if I can.
I might hold you to that.
Get some rest.
You stupid, stupid, coward.
Stupid, stupid, stupid idiot.
Well, I figured we could use what's left in the freezer.
So we have macaroni cheese, chicken Kievs,
peas and something which may or may not be in a sweet and sour sauce.
I knew things would work out with Isaac.
I've already called the landlord.
Thank you. I'm sorry.
No. It's a pain.
But I am happy for you.
So what are you going to do?
Are you going to stay here? Get new flatmates?
No. A fresh start is a good thing.
What about you?
Are you going to find a new place, or move in with him?
Have you seen his place, it's beautiful. So I'm moving there.
Wow. Big step.
It'll be all right.
Yeah. Course it will. Start of a new chapter.
SMOKE ALARM BLARES Oh, God!
-I guess that means dinner's ready.
Mr T comes to Mo's rescue when she fears for her baby's life. Bernie makes a big decision about her future with Serena when an exciting opportunity arises. A big step in his relationship with Isaac puts Dom's friendship with Zosia at risk.