A/N: Ok since I didn't post at ALL the last two weeks I was feeling generous, so...here we go! This is also the START to my new Don/Jess series. With special guest...Well I don't know his name quite yet. But you might! Right now I got a couple options: Blake James Flack, William Alexander Flack, Bradly Keith Flack, or the ULTRA original...Don Flack III. PLEASE VOTE. I mean, after all, you're the ones who have to read it :)

DISCLAIMER: I feel that this is pointless, because honestly, no chance would I own this. Honestly. I swear.

"We are in sooo much trouble." were the first words out of Don Flack's mouth as soon as he shut the door to their apartment.

Jessica Angell, his pregnant and unofficially-official fiancée, turned to face him with a smile. "I thought you would be happy that I have a Don Flack the Third growing inside of me."

"I meant what I said." He took her in his arms. "I would have been happy with a girl too."

"Too, as in, also?" Jess leaned back. "You saw that video that Stella leant me. About the twins? And the pain."

"Yes, Jessica, I remember." He smirked. He'd never seen her so squeamish. "I meant you know, if he would have been a she I would be okay, as long as she/he/it was healthy." Jess started laughing. "What?"

"Say that again in your head and you'll get it." She left his arms to go sit on the couch while Don just shook his head. "Pregnancy." He mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Jess called.

"I said," Don walked and sat by her feet. "That you are going to have a lot to deal with."

"I'm pregnant, Don, not deaf." She smirked.

"Touché, but I mean that. We Flack males are known for our…"

"Hot-headiness and fertility?"

"You're cute you know that?" Jess stuck her tongue out at him. "I was going to say accident-proneness and…yeah hot-headiness."

"Oh really?"

"Yes really." He rubbed her foot. "You kidding me? When I was ten, I broke a store front window playing street baseball, fell out of a tree at least fifteen times the size of me…"

"You can add exaggerations to that list Donny boy."

"And crashed my bike and ended up spending the rest of that summer in a cast." Don continued. "And that wasn't even in my teens."

"I bet you were a heartbreaker." Jess smiled.

"Nope." He shook his head. "I fell in love when I was fourteen, out of it by the time I was sixteen."

"Man-eater?"

"Pretty much. I fought with my dad a lot about her. My curfew, which by the way, never broke."

"Speeding?"

"A friend of my father pulled me over on several accounts. Didn't tell my dad, let me work it off mowing his lawn." Don made a face. "My principal, however, wasn't as understanding. Told my dad all about the time when I skipped class to take Kim to a concert." Don smirked. "Old man was pissed as hell."

"But he loved you." Jess pointed out.

"Oh yeah, he bawled when I left." Jess raised her eyebrows. "As did I once I got out of the driveway."

"Well, I'm not worried." Jess leaned up and kissed him. "'Cause we have the entire New York City Crime Lab on our side."

Don looked up. "He's not allowed in the lab until he's eighteen."

"Why?!"

"You kiddin'? When I was five I knew how to melt Tonka Trucks in the middle of the street. God only knows what Adam could teach him." Don couldn't help but smile as the love of his life burst into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. Things were gonna be ok.

A/N: review it people :)