(Mel walked in Wyatt's side of the room, Wyatt, now 17 ½, was sitting on his bed)

Mel: Morning, Wyatt.

Wyatt: Hey Mom.

(Wyatt looked tired, and a bit confused)

Mel: What's wrong?

(Mel sat down on the bed)

Wyatt: It's about Crash.

Mel: I'm listening.

Wyatt: I know its been over 5 years since that project gone haywire, but-

(Crash barges in)

Wyatt: Crash!, it's 7:30, why up so early?

Crash: Long story short, vomit.

(Wyatt and Mel got up from the bed, Mel leaves the room)

Wyatt: This has been going on for the past week! you should probably see a doctor.

Crash: No thanks Bernstein.

Wyatt: But Crash, I'm really worried, it could be deadly, but if it's not it has to be THIS.

(Wyatt shoved something into Crash's face. Crash noticed it was some kind of stick)

Crash: Whats this?

Wyatt: A pregnancy test

Crash: Uhhhhhhh…...okay?

Wyatt: Theres no other explanation! You had sex with Eric! So that means you could be carrying his baby!

Crash refused to argue. Instead he just closed the bathroom door. Wyatt waited outside. He just waited. Then he heard Crash gasp.

Wyatt: What is it?

(Crash shows him the results, it was positive)

Wyatt: Oh…...my

Crash: What now?