Sorry it took so long to update this once more! I can only write this while I'm at work since there is a lack of Internet at my flat until later on next week.

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Also, thank you for everyone who has commented! I know I am dirty when it comes to cliff hangers but it keeps you interested, no? ;)

Jude laid on the floor as his eyes were as wide as saucers while staring at the ceiling, his breathing heavy. He scrambled to his feet and put both of his hands on Lucy's face.

"You're what?"

"Pregnant."

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

"Positive?"

"Jude!" Lucy exclaimed with laughter. Jude heaved a nervous smile on his face as tears welted in his eyes. His nervous hands ventured all over Lucy's face and in her hair as he attempted to absorb the news that was just given to him. For comfort, Lucy placed her small hands on the back of Jude's head, entwining her fingers with his thick hair.

"I'm gonna'.. I'm.. I'm going to be a dad!" Jude shouted. This drew Max's attention from the other room and he entered the room just to catch the reaction of his friend. Jude franticly scanned Lucy's eyes, tears now escaping his, for something even he was not sure of. This was large enough news to sober him from any alcoholic drink he has ever let drain down his throat. The hang over he previously had seemed to disappear as soon as Lucy spoke.

Jude wrapped his arms around Lucy and lifted her into the air, spinning her once before setting her down safely back onto her feet. The bliss on Lucy's face could be considered indescribable. She had worked herself up into such a worry over Jude's reaction that the relief she felt when seeing his joy was like a bag of bricks removed from both shoulders.

Max cleared his throat to give signal that he was now in the room.

"Did you hear?" Jude exclaimed. Max only nodded with a small smile.

Jude let go of Lucy and paced the hardwood floor. How were you suppose to take this news? He thought to himself. As much as it excited him it also scared him shitless. He had never had a father for a role model or a guideline on how to raise a child. The only thing he knew was that his father had abandoned his mother when she was still pregnant with him. This made him sick enough to his stomach to rot the smile away from his face yet he continued to pace. Both Lucy and Max watched with curious eyes as Jude's demeanor completely changed in a matter of seconds.

Jude finally calmed himself enough to stop and he turned to face the two siblings. Nervously, he bit down on his bottom lip as his eyes glanced from one to the other.

"What is it, Jude?" Max asked. He entered the room completely and stood next to Lucy who refused to look away from Jude. She knew that there was something manifesting inside of his mind but could not pick apart what it was to the tee.

"What if I'm not a good father?" Jude asked the two of them though he wasn't looking for an answer. It was something that could not be told until he began to raise this child. Lucy's face released the tension that was once there and filled back up with a glow. Walking towards him, she placed a hand on his own and squeezed. Before she could speak, Max butted in.

"You'll be fine, Judy! You have enough spunk, creativity, motivation and devotion to concur the task of parenting." Jude looked over at his friend and gave him the most pathetic smile he had ever attempted in his life.

"Look," Lucy's voice directed Jude's attention back to her. She pulled his hand gently and placed it over her stomach. Jude half expected to feel a bump or perhaps even a kick from the fetus inside but knew it was certainly too early to think of such. "I know why you're scared. You don't have to be like him." This was another thing Jude loved about his one and only. Lucy was the only person that could read his mind with ease. Molly was never able to do this. Of course she could detect when he was upset but as guessing the reason why she always came up empty handed.

"Why did you leave?" Jude's excitement that had taken over was slowly deteriorating from his soul. His mind was utter chaos. There was so much to be happy over, so much to be upset over and definitely not to mention all that there was to be angry about. Lucy had left him with no warning or reason when he had every right to know that she was carrying his child.

"I was scared." Lucy said, annoyed. She didn't want to fall back into this conversation. At least not right now. Thankfully, Jude's cluttered mind shifted to something else and left that part to maneuver to the back.

Jude sighed and removed his hand from her stomach, staring down at the floor.

"Aren't you happy, Jude?" Lucy asked.

"Of course." Jude began to slide from underneath his jacket and tossed it onto the bed. Lucy felt almost offended. His mood was changing with the wind and it was making her feel the same way. A roller coaster of emotions. It was not surprising but she had wished for a better reaction. Jude leaned down and pecked Lucy's soft lips, closing his eyes as he held onto the kiss. Her lips tasted of vanilla and was slightly salty from potato chips she had munched on earlier.

"I'm sorry. It's just. . . a lot to swallow at the moment. Ye' should be able to understand, right?" His voice quivered. "It's a lot for me too." She replied, her lips still brushed against his own as they spoke.

"I'm going to go freshen up. We'll tell the others and go out to celebrate, okay?" Jude attempted to enlighten the moment with a promise of a night out and a sweet smile. Lucy nodded and smiled in return. Jude patted Max's shoulder before exiting towards the bathroom. As he was about to enter the bathroom, he turned to look back at the two who were preparing to leave.

"Lucy?" Jude called out. She turned to him with a puzzled look wiped across her face.

"Have ye' told your mum?"