Isabel sat on the bed and contemplated what they had just seen. "Do you believe them?"
"What else can we believe? It's probably true that Cassie is Michael's," Max said.
"Huh? Hey, why so sure Maxwell?"
"Because, she has your eyes Michael."
"Oh, well what about the other kid? Do you really think he is Alex's?"
"I don't know, I never would have thought Liz would cheat, let alone Alex. But why would they lie?"
"Why worry about it. Obviously they don't want us in their lives, so let's leave and start our own together," Tess said coming out of the bathroom.
"No, I don't care if they don't want us in their lives romantically. They're family, and they are the only true friends we've ever had. So I'm staying."
"Isabel, they are not family. And if they were really our friends, why would they lie to us?" Tess asked.
"What?" Isabel and Max asked at once.
"Well, first of all, they are not our family. We are family. They are just people we once knew. And they lied to us about Liz's kid," Tess said as she sat on the bed.
"What did they lie about Tess? Juan is a normal kid. And he has Alex's hair color so we can assume that he is Alex's child," Max said quietly.
"No!" Tess yelled, and then more quietly, "He can't be Alex's kid. Or else our so called friends lied to us before about their humanity."
"What? Tess are you off your rocker? Of course they are human. What else would be they be?" Isabel asked standing up.
"Either Max is Juan's father, or Alex or Liz aren't human," Tess said calmly.
"Tess you are nuts. Too many years living on another planet has you making up stories about this one," Michael said.
"I'm not lying. Juan is one of us. Before Liz and Maria came home, Juan and the girl..." Tess began.
"Cassie." Max supplied.
"Yeah, Cassie, well they were talking in their minds. No human can do that."
"Maybe they can because Cassie is one of us. I don't want to believe they cheated either, but why would they lie about whether or not Juan is Max's kid. So for now we just assume that Juan is Alex's, and that he is normal all right? Now, I suggest we sleep, that's what I'm going to do. Goodnight," Michael said turning the lights off.