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'Sorry about that Nona.'

'It is okay my dear, how far along is she?' I looked up from the paper I was reading.

'Excuse me?' my Nona, rolled her eyes at me.

'Anthony, I have seen my share of women in the early stages of pregnancy. That was morning sickness was it not?' I nodded once as she smiled. 'Congratulations, how far along is she?' I held up ten fingers.

'Ten weeks.' She smiled.

'My first great grandchild!' I smirked as my grandmother grinned. 'Oh, I have a great grandchild on the way!' she grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water as Gisella walked back into the room after another bout of morning sickness.

'Are you feeling better Gisella?' she nodded and took the glass from Nona with a small smile.

'Better than I normally do. Thank you…'she hesitated slightly as my Nona smiled.

'You can call me Nona.' She smiled as Nona pulled her in for a hug. 'Congratulations my dear.' Gisella looked at me and rolled her eyes when I nodded.

'Thank you, we're both excited.' I nodded as my uncle looked at me.

'Scare?' he asked in English, knowing that Nona didn't understand it.

'She had a hunch and when telling me she had a hunch I ran.' Uncle Antonio looked at Gisella in disbelief.

'And you took this sucker back?' Gisella laughed slightly.

'What can I say, I love him too much.' Nona frowned, not liking the fact that she had been left out, Gisella picked this up and reverted back to Italian. 'would you like help cooking tonight, I'll be better then.' Nona nodded with a small smile.

'I like to know how well you can take care of my favourite grandson.' Gisella laughed along with my Nona.

'I'm sure you taught him how to cook and look after a lady as well.'

'So what do you think?' Gisella looked around us from the spot we were standing in.

'I like it, it is such a gorgeous place,' she turned me around and jumped on my back. The only indication she was going to being the two taps on my shoulder. 'The view is amazing, and there's a spot over there, that will be ripening around the time that we get married, causing the most gorgeous photos.' She slid down and straightened her top.

'Are you going to tell me where we're going for our honeymoon?' she lifted an eyebrow. 'Come on Gisella, please.' She shook her head before kissing my cheek.

'Not going to happen, Anthony.' I groaned and picked her up swinging her around, as she grabbed the camera from around her neck. She hiked herself up again and took a photo of the surrounding area. 'That way I can imagine the setting when I'm in my dress.'

'You're going today right?' she nodded.

'Your aunt, and cousins are coming with me, so you're okay with the colour I picked out for the bridesmaids dresses and the ties?' it was my turn to nod.

'I think that it is the best colour anyone could have come up with, especially considering the fact that at least two of your bridesmaids are olive toned.' Sliding down again before placing a hand on her stomach, she closed her mouth and took several deep breaths before beaming.

'Okay?' she nodded.

'Come on, I promised Nona, I would help her with dinner again.' She raced me back to the house shrieking when I grabbed her and took the lead.