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Author's Notes: Just my take on how Terry and Dana break the news that they're expecting to Matt and Mary. I may do a Tan version later. Sorry for the shortness...

Announcement

Mary and Matt were a bit confused when they both got phone calls from Terry asking them if they could have their regular family dinner night earlier in the day. If anything Terry usually would call them asking if it could be delayed or just to let them know he was running let, but he never asked to have the dinner moved up.

"Mom, do you know what this is all about?" Matt asks her when he arrives with dessert in hand.

She shrugs her shoulders taking the pie he has and places it in her oven to keep it warm, then she gets some dishes out of her cupboard. "He just said he had something important to tell us. Other than that I couldn't get anything out of him."

Matt makes a small frown, "I couldn't get anything out of him either. Didn't he just get back -" the last of his words become unspoken as his older brother comes through the door.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Board members at the company were being difficult. So, what's for dinner?" The pair stare at him for a moment, "What?"

"It's was your turn to provide dinner remember? We use Mom's place, I bring the dessert, and you bring the dinner," his younger brother reminds him. "And where's Dana?" He asks

"Oh yeah," Terry's sheepish face tells them he has forgotten said dinner. "Sorry, I've been kind of distracted lately." His eyes widen slightly as he mind processes Matt's last question. "Slag it, I forgot to pick her up." He turns to open the door only for it to swing towards him revealing his amused wife.

"You forgot didn't you?"

"It might have slipped my mind." He admits ruefully before noticing what she has, "You got dinner too?"

"Once I figured you weren't coming, I called Luigi's and found out you didn't pick up our order yet either; and I drove over."

"You drove?" He begins to frown, "Why didn't you call a driver?"

Dana steals a discreet look over to her in-laws; Matt and Mary are back in the kitchen, so she shuts the door then turns back towards her husband. "Because I'm fine, I'm not an invalid," she whispers. "Do you know how you want to tell them; tell me you have a plan besides just blurting it out over pie?"

"Uh, no, not really." He wants to discuss the issue some more, but the appearance of his brother prevents him from saying anything. Terry watches Dana exchange pleasantries with Matt and his mom, while they all move towards the dining area.

"Matt, I thought Lisa would be here tonight?"

"She has a paper due tomorrow, but she should be free next month." He explains as they begin to open the carry out boxes. "Hey, are you sure you're all right; you look a little pale."

"I'm fine."

"She's working too hard."

Both Matt and Mary stare at the pair before Dana shakes her head a little. "I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately, but I'm okay." She insists as they all sit down at the table. "Terry's just over reacting; besides I had a three day weekend to rest and recover." Her eyes begin to sparkle, challenging her husband to dispute her claim.

He gives her a disbelieving grin; "You only took a three day weekend, because Bruce made you."

She waves her hand negligently at her husband, "Details, details."

Matt snorts at their banter before grabbing some lasagna for himself. "Humph, Dana, if you think Terry's being a mother hen now; just imagine how he'll be once you get pregnant." He takes a sip of his drink before digging into his dinner. "Though, that better not happen for awhile, because I'll need time to prepare for your spawn, Terry." He teases completely unaware of the look the other pair shares.

"Matt, language," Mary scolds, more bemused than angry.

On the other hand, Terry chuckles at his brother. "Is eight months enough time, twip?"

Matt's hand hovers in mid air, his bite of lasagna falls back on to his dish; the plopping noise it makes reminds him to close his mouth. "What –what did you just say?" He stammers out.

There's no mistaking the grin on Terry's face; "I said, 'Is eight months enough time, twip?'"

Still no other words emerge from either Matt or Mary as if saying something would break the spell and prove the last five minutes to be only an illusion. They stare at each other before slowly turning back to the couple sitting across from them. Dana's desperately trying to keep a straight face and failing miserly since her mouth keeps twitching, and Terry's grin only gets wider. "Well, I did say I had an important announcement to make."

Jadeling's Notes: I hope to get another short chappy up soon.