Dinner went far better than Phoebe had expected it to and she only had to kick Neal four times as opposed to the twenty times she had envisioned when she first agreed to this little dinner party. Neal and Simon were getting on much better than Phoebe actually wanted and she was actually worried that this wouldn't end up well for her and she had always kept the details of Neal quiet from Simon because she didn't want him forget that her brother was a criminal and fall for the whole nice charming guy act he had going but that had clearly failed and Neal was lapping up the attention.

"Pheebs, you okay?" Neal asked.

"Just peachy." Phoebe replied as she watched the two men drink wine, enjoying themselves whilst she couldn't drink and had to put up with being kicked by a mini soccer player incessantly.

"So Neal, how comes you and Phoebe are so different? If it wasn't for the fact that the two of you look so alike I wouldn't even know that the two of you were related?" Simon questioned.

Neal chuckled. "We're just two different people, I'm easy going and I like to have fun where as Phoebe on the otherhand…"

"I know how to have fun Neal, it's just my idea of fun doesn't involve breaking numerous laws, being on the run from the FBI as I'm suspected of several crimes, and then escaping from a supermax prison." Phoebe retorted as she took a sip of her water, annoyed at her brother's insinuation that she was a bore. Phoebe knew how to have fun when she wasn't dealing with Neal or carrying a small bowling ball in her stomach which slowed her down so much that she needed to sit down after a few minutes of standing.

"You can never let that go!"

"With good reason Neal! You stole a bloody Raphael!"

"–What have I told you about that Phoebe, I allegedly stole that painting." Neal said before turning to Simon. "There's no proof at all that I stole that paining, just a lot of speculation just like all those other crimes that I'm suspected of."

"He's not even denying that he didn't commit those crimes, he just gives a vague response whenever you ask him because Neal liked the mystery, it's all part of his game." Phoebe said with a roll of her eyes just as the door went and Phoebe glanced over to Neal as they weren't expecting anyone and June had gone out to the opera with her granddaughter.

Neal shrugged his shoulders before getting up to answer the door and from where she was sitting Phoebe couldn't see anything except for her brother's back. "Hey Mozz, this isn't a good time…"

"Neal, really?" Phoebe said with an exasperated sigh at the mention of her brother's friend and fellow conman. She thought her brother was making a clear start with his life by working with the FBI but apparently not if he was still hanging out with some of his fellow criminals.

"Pheebs, it's not what you think…" Neal said turning around as Phoebe attempted to rise out of her seat but failed miserably that she had to be helped up by Simon. By the time she had got up, Mozzie had made his way through the door.

"So it is true, the not so little sister is indeed with child." Mozzie began and Phoebe just scoffed. "You know Neal said you were huge but I didn't think you would be this big! What are you expecting? Twins?"

"Neal!" Phoebe screeched.

"I never said that Phoebe." Neal said in an attempt to soothe his sister before turning to Mozzie. "That was so not funny Mozzie and uncalled for."

"She started it!" Mozzie retorted.

Mozzie?" Simon asked sceptically and Phoebe had forgotten that he wasn't fully in the loop about everything involving Neal and his friends. Which just left Phoebe to make the introductions, which she didn't particularly want to do as the last thing she wanted was Simon to meet Mozzie. Meeting Neal was one thing but Mozzie was another thing entirely.

"Simon this is Mozzie, that's all I know him as we've never bothered to do proper introductions. He's a friend of Neal's and a conspiracy theory nutjob to put it lightly and he's pretty much the guy who helped develop and craft my brother into the infamous criminal Neal Caffrey." Phoebe began. "And Mozzie this is Dr. Simon Jennings, father of my unborn child."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mozzie." Simon began.

"So what are you doing Mozzie? I doubt you're here to keep Neal on the straight and narrow" Phoebe sarcastically asked.

"C'mon Pheebs it's not like that, there's no job or no con. I told you that I was staying out of trouble and just focusing on helping the FBI so I could be in yours and the baby's life." Neal said and Phoebe could see he was trying to charm her with the Neal Caffrey pearly whites, unfortunately they stopped working on her when she was put in this uncomfortable situation.

"…So, do you crazy kids know what you're having?" Mozzie asked breaking the awkward silence and Phoebe stopped glaring at her brother in order to look down at her stomach.

"Well Simon knows Mozz, but Phoebe on the other hand? She wanted to be surprised." Neal explained.

"Why?"

"Because it's one of the few surprises left in the world." Phoebe replied and Mozzie chuckled. "What is so funny about that Mr. Conspiracy?"

"How is it a surprise? It's either one or the other."

So Simon, you thought of any baby names?" Neal asked promptly in order to stop Phoebe from getting into an argument with Mozzie as the two of them tended to butt heads and antagonize each other whenever they were in the same room.

"Well I have a few in mind but none definitive as Phoebe may not like them and we're going to make the decision together when the baby is born as right now it's not like we can talk about names and decide on it as she wants to wait until the baby arrived to find out the gender. But I've got both boys and girls names–" Simon explained.

"Ha! It's a boy!" Mozzie exclaimed.

"And how did you get that Mozzie? Simon said that he had both boys and girls names in mind and like you said it could be one or the either so you could be convinced I'm having a boy when really I'm having a girl." Phoebe stated.

"She has a point Mozz although a nephew would be nice but you never know..." Neal added.

"True except the fact that the good doctor said boys names first instead of saying girls, he'd only say boys first if he knew that Phoebe was having a boy because there would be no reason to say he had girls and boys names instead if he knew that he was having a boy. Then I couldn't help but notice the small smile that Mr Dr. Phoebe tried to hide when he said boy." Mozzie concluded and Phoebe slowly turned to look at Simon.

"Simon?"

"I–I didn't say anything." Simon said holding his hands up but it confirmed everything to Phoebe, there went the big surprise. Four months early…

"Pheebs…" Neal began taking a step towards her but Phoebe took a step back and motioned for her brother not to come anywhere near her. She had wanted this to be a surprise, she wanted to go through her entire pregnancy not knowing the sex until she had delivered.

Phoebe stood where she was, part of her wanted to yell at all three men for her finding out the baby's sex because of Neal and Mozzie's need to know everything and Simon being unable to say no to a pair of thieves. Instead of yelling Phoebe placed her hands on her stomach and looked at Simon and smiled. "We're having a baby boy?"

"Yeah… Are you disappointed?" Simon asked as he walked towards Phoebe and gently brushed his thumb over her stomach.

"No, of course not… A girl would have been nice but a boy is good, wow… we're going to have a son. That's really good news Si, plus knowing the sex will make it easier to decorate the nursery." Phoebe quietly said before she turned to her brother. "Did you hear that Neal? I'm having a boy…"

"It's great news, hopefully it'll look just like his Uncle Neal." Neal replied.

"Oh yeah, just what the world needs; another Neal Caffrey…"