Disclaimer: I do not own Full House or any of its characters.

Author's Note: I realized I hadn't done much with Joey in my story yet, so I put a part for Joey alone in here.

Chapter Six

*Becky Confesses & Joey Thinks*

Becky sighed as she thought of how to tell the family she was pregnant. It wasn't that the part of the rest of the family was going to be so hard as telling the twins. She loved the twins and they loved her, but she didn't know if they could handle hearing this news. Heck, she didn't know if she could even handle this news.

She loved babies and she had loved having the twins. But Jesse had been there through all of it and while she realized she would have to tell the family, who wouldn't believe that she was just getting fat, she just wanted someone physically and emotionally close to her like Jesse had been.

Becky sighed again. She knew it was only right that she tell the twins first. They deserved to know before the rest of the family.

"Mommy! Nicky won't let me play with him!" Alex yelled as he ran in the room, Nicky right behind him.

"I just wanted to be by myself for five minutes," Nicky said, rolling his eyes, "Come on Alex, you're supposed to be more mature than me. And smarter. Get a grip on your life."

Alex responded by sticking his tongue out at Nicky. Becky sighed.

"Nicky, Alex," Becky started, then took a deep breath, "There's something I have to tell you."

"What's the matter mom?" Nicky asked, worried.

"Well, when I went back to the doctor's before Christmas the doctor told me I was pregnant," Becky rushed, "I was very lucky to have the baby survive."

"You're pregnant?" Alex asked, stunned. Nicky just sat there, also looking stunned.

"Yes," Becky said hesitantly.

"You're pregnant?" Alex repeated the question.

"Honey, yes," Becky said, a bit exasperated.

"But mom ..," Alex started, but he didn't have anything to say, "Does the rest of the family know?"

"No, I haven't told them yet, I decided to tell you first," Becky said, letting out a deep breath.

"Except Deej knew didn't she," Nicky finally spoke up.

"Yeah, I told DJ," Becky told her kids.

"Come on, let's go, you have to tell everybody else now," Alex said, taking his mom by the hand and leading her out the door of their upstairs apartment.

***

Joey looked down at the ground. Here in this spot is where they had buried Comet two years ago when he had died of old age. He would always remember that day clearly, just as he would the day Jesse died, and the day that Pam had died.

This last death had been the worst death of his life. Sure, he had had family members die, he just wasn't close to any of them. And while he loved Pam as a sister and as a friend it just wasn't the same. And Comet had been a great dog, but that's just what he was. A dog.

No, this death was definitely the worst. He had lost his best friend. His comrade. His partner. Jesse and Joey had always done things together. They had worked together in advertising, had they're own advertising company, done Joey's TV show together, done the radio show together. Then when Jesse had been having trouble with The Smash Club Joey had bought half of it to keep it functioning.

Plus, Jesse's death brought on something Joey had been thinking about for a few months. Moving out. He knew now that he couldn't move out. That Becky and Danny needed him. Along with the twins and Michelle.

There was something Becky was keeping a secret from the rest of them. He knew it and Danny knew it. But they also knew that Becky would tell them in due time. When she felt like they could handle it. Which was kind of ironic since Becky was the one who couldn't handle anything these days.

Yesterday Joey had gotten a call from Annalise, the girl he had been dating for a few months, and she had gotten back from her tour with her band and she wanted to know if they were still planning on getting married and moving into their own apartment. Joey hadn't had the courage to tell her no that he couldn't just yet and he had to support his family in their time of need over the phone, so, he had made arrangements to meet her at this diner.

He hated to say it, but he had the feeling Anna, as he called her, would not sit well with this. She had told him on their first date that she took marriage very seriously and if he actually planned on proposing he better mean it. For good. And Joey knew what he was giving up. He felt so in touch with, so in love with this woman. But he knew that he could give it up. For his family.

For his dead best friend. Before walking away Joey looked back down at the grave of Comet, their dog. And for the first time in the two weeks since Jesse had died, he thought of Michelle. When Comet had died, she had bawled her eyes out, but Jesse had been there to comfort her. Now Jesse wasn't here to comfort her, but she wasn't crying. She was hard as a rock on this one. It scared him. He had a feeling she was hiding her emotions and one day she was going to have a very bad emotional breakdown.

"Joey! Come in here!" Nicky hollered to him. He walked into the house slowly and settled on the couch by Danny. He could tell that Becky was going to tell them her secret by the way she was pacing back and forth in the living room.

Michelle hurried down the stairs and sat down by Joey.

"OK, you guys," Becky said, then took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant, I went to the doctor's he said I was pregnant, I was lucky, the baby was lucky to survive the crash."

"Pregnant?" Michelle squeaked.

Becky just nodded, then looked at Joey and Danny.

"Congratulations!" Danny was the first to recover, but still didn't know what to say or how to say it.

"Whoa! That's great news," Joey said, getting up and giving Becky a hug. Danny and Michelle followed suite. All four of them turned and looked at the twins.

"I .., I," Nicky started, but then he turned and walked back up the stairs. Alex looked after his brother, then turned to his mom.

"I love you mommy, and I'm with you," Alex said quietly, joining the hug.

***

"Anna, I love you, you know I love you, its just, well, something happened while you were gone. You remember my best friend, Jesse?" Joey started, practicing in front of a mirror, then he stopped, "Of course she knows Jesse, he's the one that set us up."

Joey knew now that he couldn't move out, no matter what. Becky was pregnant. She was going to need all the help she could get. She was going to need him. And he knew his responsibility. He just hoped Anna knew his responsibility to this family.

"I do love you Anna," Joey muttered, before walking out of the bathroom and down the stairs. He didn't see Nicky standing by the bathroom, watching the whole thing.

***

"Joey!" Anna said happily, getting up and giving her boyfriend, her fiancee, a hug and kiss.

"Hey Anna," Joey said sullenly, "Anna, we need to talk."

"Hello, my name is Sarah, and I'll be your server this evening, can I get you anything to drink?" a perky waitress said, approaching their table.

"Yeah, I'll just have water," Anna said.

"A Coke," Joey replied.

"So, what's going on Joey?" Anna asked, "You didn't directly answer me on the phone, which usually means no, we're not getting married, but it often results in the men running completely away from me."

"Jesse died," Joey blurted out, "While you were gone on your tour Jesse died."

"That's so awful," Anna purred, taking his hand, "Poor Becky, how's she holding up?"

"Anna, I can't marry you," Joey continued, "We can't move in together. I can't leave my family like this. They need me."
Anna looked at him with an extremely hurt look on her face, "But you can leave me like this?"

"Becky's pregnant, I have to be there," Joey said, Anna took her hand away, "Come on Anna, I love you."

He tried to take Anna's hand again, but she pulled away from him.

"Well, if you think that Becky is more important than me, then why don't you go marry Becky?" Anna said in a huff, getting up, "I think you're just running away from commitment, if you ever decided that you really want to get married then you can give me a call Joey Gladstone."

Anna then walked out of the restaurant. Joey just sat there, putting his head in his hands. It was great. His best friend. His girlfriend. All gone. All he had was what he had always had. Just one less.