Hey everyone, thanks for your wonderful reviews and the follows! As promised, here is the next installment of the story! Enjoy!

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Saturday night came quickly and found me in my jeans and black dress shirt. I was anxious to tell my brother and parents about Jane's pregnancy, but I was also worried that the news would make my parents urge Jane and I to rush to the altar. After combing my hair, I decided that I looked presentable enough and went to go and tell Dave that I was ready to go. I found him on the couch playing his guitar and humming the tune of "Believe In Dreams" by Flyleaf. "Hey Dave, you ready to go?"

"Just about," Dave replied, glancing up at me from his guitar. He was wearing his jeans and dark blue dress shirt along with his crucifix necklace and his black high tops. "Sorry to delay you..."

"No rush, just getting ready while you were playing more Flyleaf," I replied with a grin.

Dave grinned as he put his guitar away. "So ... is there a reason for this..?"

"You'll find out later, little brother," I assured my brother. "Trust me."

"Hope it's good news..."

"Why would it not be?"

Dave gave me a pointed look. "Jack, after everything that has happened within the past few weeks, I think that some good news wouldn't be too bad."

"Touche, little brother," I muttered, grabbing the keys to my car. "If you don't mind me asking ... why did you sing at Barry's funeral?"

"We all have our own ways of saying goodbye," Dave began, "and playing a song like that for a guy like Barry seemed like a good idea ... it isn't easy saying goodbye to someone you love."

"Very true."

Dave grinned again as he slid his cell phone into his pocket. "Ready when you are."

I smiled at my little brother as we left my apartment.

"So ... what's the occasion..?" Dave asked me when I pulled into the parking lot at an Italian restaurant.

"You'll find out soon," I replied with a smirk.

"Jack," Dave began warningly.

"Dave," I replied, knowing that I was being the typical smart ass older brother.

Dave just sighed, rolled his eyes, and clambered out of the car. Jane, Tommy, his son TJ, Frankie, Angela, Maura, Connor, and their son Mathiaus were waiting for us by the entrance. I could tell that Jane was nervous as hell because I was certain that the same nerves were flooding my veins like hot gasoline.

"Hey guys," Dave greeted with his cocky smirk plastered to his face.

"Hey Dave!" Frankie replied, embracing his soon-to-be brother-in-law. "I'm so glad you could make it."

"Same here; Jacky won't tell me why we're here," Dave said bluntly. "Good evening, Angela."

"Hello, David," Angela greeted warmly, embracing my little brother. "Goodness, your hair is getting longer by the day!"

"It's a Siriani thing," I jumped in. "Hey everyone."

"Hey babe," Jane muttered, leaning into my chest. "Are you ready for this..?"

"Yeah, but I'm terrified at the same time," I whispered. "No offense, but your mother really scares the shit out of me sometimes..."

"That makes two of us..." Jane murmured. "I just hope that Tommy doesn't know yet..."

Out of nowhere, another thought invaded my mind:

Frank, Sr. doesn't know! "Shit..."

"What is it?" Jane asked.

"How are we going to tell your father?!" I demanded, just barely managing to keep things as a whisper.

"We'll worry about that one later," Jane dismissed, her brown eyes full of seriousness.

We had been seated at our table and had ordered our drinks by that time, and I was even more terrified to spill the beans- telling Angela and the others was one thing, but telling Frank? Good grief, I was gonna be screwed.

"So ... why are we here?" Tommy asked out of the blue.

I glanced sideways at Jane, who gave me a look that plainly stated you're telling them, not me! I exhaled a few deep breaths before I managed to gather the ability to speak. "Jane and I ... have an announcement..."

"You finally decided on a wedding date?" Dave asked seriously.

"Not yet..." I choked out.

"Well, what is all the hub bub about?" Tommy jumped in.

I took another deep breath. Oh man, I am sooo fucked! "Jane and I ... well..."

Tommy raised his eyebrows at me, which meant that I had to spit it out quickly.

"Jane and I are going to have a baby," I finally managed to say. A wave of relief washed over me, but it was only temporary- Dave's jaw had fallen through the floor and his cherry cola was still in his hand and halfway from his mouth. Fuck, I am screwed!

"Are you serious?" Tommy asked with a grin on his face.

"Very," I huffed. "Before you guys ask, we do not know the gender because it is too early to tell."

"Are you going to find out?" Connor asked with excitement washing over his voice.

I shot a glance at Jane, who simply nodded. "We will find out the gender when the time comes unless Jane prefers otherwise."

"I'd rather know so that Ma doesn't accidentally decorate the nursery in the wrong color," Jane muttered.

"We- you, myself, and your mother- could decorate it together," I suggested.

"Decorate what?" Angela asked.

"The nursery," Jane and I said in unison.

"Can we start a baby pool?" Dave asked.

"What?" Jane asked in confusion.

"He means taking bets on the gender of the baby and/or its arrival date," I explained. "That's what you and your brother did when Matt was born, remember?"

"Right," Jane muttered. "Yeah, you guys can do that. Just don't get too out of hand on it!"

"I'm so happy!" Tommy nearly squealed. "My big sister is having a baby!"

"Does this mean that you guys will get married sooner?" Angela asked.

Fuck! I cursed mentally. Jane and I should have known that Angela was going to say that! I glanced sideways before saying another word.

Sorry about the cliffhanger- I felt that it was necessary! I do apologize for the long wait between updates- I have had some family-related stuff going on lately and have started school again, but I will do my best to update when I can! Thanks for viewing and sticking with the story so far! As always, your reviews are welcome and encouraged! :)