Disclaimer: Nothing has changed. I still don't own Dark Angel. I'm just kinda borrowing without asking. But I'm totally gonna give it back when I'm done.

A/N: I suppose this is the answer to a challenge. I agree that Seahorse is hard to top but I think I may have found a way. And after torturing Alec like that, it seems only fair. So I present:

Elephant DNA

"You tell her!"

"NO! You tell her."

"Are you insane? You tell her."

"Hell no. Do I have shmuck tattooed on my forehead? You tell her."

"You're her doctor. You tell her."

"And you're her husband. You tell her."

"Hey. Husband doesn't trump doctor."

"It totally does. You were the one who promised to stick by her in sickness and in health till death do you part."

"Yeah, but the death part could come so much sooner of I tell her."

"It is kinda your fault."

"No, it's not. Totally not my fault."

"You're the father, ergo it is your fault."

"But I didn't know. That has got to count for something."

"When has that ever mattered to Max?"

"True. God I am so screwed. I'm dead meat."

"Well, we're going to have to tell her."

"Tell me what?"

"Uh, sweetie, why don't you sit down."

"Thanks honey. So,Dex, tell me what? The baby's all right, isn't it?"

"Of course it is, Max. Developing just fine. Funny thing, Max. You know that good memory all of us have? Well it's due to elephant DNA."

"Eidetic, thank you. What's that got to do with things? Are you saying I'm going to give birth to an elephant, because that would not be fun."

"Hahahaha. No, of course not. What a weird idea. Isn't it Alec."

"Haha. Yeah. Weird idea."

"No, it's something else. Manticore ensured your good memory, by splicing in some elephant DNA, because you know, well known for their memory. And there was kinda a side effect."

"What kinda side effect?"

"Well, it's like this. The elephant DNA is somehow also in your reproductive genes and you're gnabprgntfsvnhdrdndfty days."

"Excuse me. I didn't quite catch that."

"Oh will you look at the time. Gotta go, sweetie. Meetings with Mole. Trips to Antarctica."

"ALEC! Don't leave me with her! Get back here."

"Dex. What is wrong. Tell me, or so help me I am going to whup your ass back into the stone age. And being five months pregnant is not going to stop me."

"Okay. I can do this. I mean how fast can she run."

"I heard that. SPILL!"

"No need to get testy. Well the elephant DNA means you are going to be pregnant an eensyweeny tiny bit longer than nine months."

"How much longer?"

"Well, about another seventeen months longer. Bye!"

"ALEC! GET BACK HERE! This is so totally your fault. I'm going to kill you!"

Fading in the distance: "See, I told you she would take this well."