Evan never visits me at work. So, it must have something to do with my line of work. Which is obstetrics. Which worries me.

"Hey, Evan, come in," I say, greeting him. It's amazing how much Evan resembles Michael at his age. Then again, Melody looks like Tess. But I don't like to think about Tess anymore. Not since she split when Melody was four.

"Hey, Uncle Max. Do you think we can talk?" he asks, nervously. I'm dreading this. Now I know how Alex felt when Maria came to him about being pregnant.

"Sure, Ev. What's up?" I reply. He shifts in his seat.

"Uncle Max, um, this girl, she's, um, uh..."

"Pregnant?" I finish.

"Yeah."

"Evan, I don't think I need to yell or anything. You know what you did was unbelievably stupid and wrong."

"Believe me, I know," he groans. "Have you two been dating long?"

"Actually, we're not dating. See, there was this party..."

"Oh, Evan," I said, shaking my head disappointed.

"Uncle Max, I need your help. If I bring Noelle to you, can you examine her? I mean let me know if the baby is our origins?" he asks.

"Don't you believe her?"

"Well, yeah, but I just want to make sure. 'Cause I might have to tell her," he mumbles the last part.

"Evan, you can't."

"Uncle Max, I might have to. I mean, she's gonna know something's up when the baby is born in a couple of months. Four to be exact."

"Evan, it's not safe."

"Was it safe to tell Aunt Liz?" At the mention of her name, I'm stung. After all these years, I still can't deny how much I still love her.

"Ev, that's not fair."

"Look, I'm not saying I have to. Just examine her, okay?" he pleads.

"Okay," I concede. "Are you telling your parents?"

"No," he replies. "Not yet."

* * *

It's the next day. I'm expecting Evan and Noelle after school. I still can't believe he's made a girl pregnant. He's Michael's son, there's no doubt about that. Act now, worry about consequences later. At least he was in love with Maria. Evan barely knows Noelle, and she's pregnant. Some random girl at a party.

When Evan brings Noelle in the office, I can understand why he'd be attracted to her in the first place. He must have inherited his father's love for blondes. Noelle has short shoulder length blonde hair and scared wide blue eyes.

"Uncle Max, this is Noelle Bradley. Noelle, this is my uncle, Max Evans," Evan introduces us.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Evans," she says quietly.

"Well, let's get started," I suggested.

It's half hour later when I ask to talk to Evan alone. We go into my personal office.

"So?" he asks, anxiously.

"Well, there's no doubt. She's carrying your baby."

"There's something else isn't there?" he asks, suspiciously. I hesitate, then sigh.

"Evan, Noelle won't carry it to term."

"Uncle Max, what's wrong?" he asks, sitting. He's in shock.

"Evan, not long after Tegan was born, your mom became pregnant again. I noticed an abnormality in the pregnancy, but I ignored it, thinking it might be something that happened in our pregnancy cycles. But, she miscarried."

"And Noelle has the same abnormality?" he asks, piecing it together. I nod.

"Evan, after the miscarriage, Maria was sick for a long time. Do you remember that?" I ask. He nods. "Well, she almost couldn't have anymore children. Luckily, she conceived Harley and Hailey."

"Noelle's gonna get sick?"

"Yeah, but we can prevent it," I tell him.

"What's the catch?" he asks.

"We use our powers and get rid of the baby before it's miscarried."

Evan's silent for a long time. I can see he's struggling with this. If the miscarriage is natural, Noelle would get really sick. If we use our powers, she'll have to know the truth. To tell you the truth, I know that either way, Noelle has to know.