One year and half after Eliot and Parker slept together. Parker is three months pregnant.

Sophie and Nathan had asked them to take care of Eleanor so they could take the night off to celebrate their weeding's anniversary and Parker strangely had disappeared as she always did lately.

Hardison and Eleanor are playing a race game against each other, he can hear them laughing and talking with one another, but can exactly understand what the words are because he's just lost in that picture. He can't stop staring at it.

It's the first picture they ever took of Nate, Sophie and Eleanor, they took it on a garden the day they found she was a girl and her name got settled. That was Sophie's real name; since she was never going to use it she figured her daughter would be the best person to take it.

Nathan is hugging Sophie, slightly sideways, his hands resting on her huge six-month pregnant belly and hers resting on his, they are not even looking at the camera, they are just looking at each other and their smiles glow through the picture. Nate's eyes don't even show fear or doubt as they would expect, just love as he stares into the eyes of the woman that's his daughter's mother; his face leaning slightly to Sophie's as she was whispering something on her ear; she is just smiling about it. One of the happiest smiles he has ever seen… Parker never smiles like that anymore.

And Eliot stares and stares as he feels more and more sad and wronged. It's not fair, why can't he have that? Why does she have to push him away? It's his baby too!

They're breaking, Parker was right, she was breaking them indeed and the worst part is she was not only living him, she was taking their baby with her.

"Uncle Eliot!" the tiny voice called behind him startling him. "Are you okay?" He made sure to clean his tears before turning around.

"Yeah, hon', why do you ask that?" His voice his shaky, was well as his shoulder and to make it worse Hardison paused the game and his staring at him too.

"It seems like you're crying..." The girl states simply. He can say she is as puzzled as Hardison his, she never saw him cry.

"No hon', it's just a dust in my eye" That's the excuse Hardison usually uses so they both frown at him; they both know he's lying. "Hardison look over her for a few hours, I have to... run an errand." And just like that he's out the door.

"Man, I don't know what's gotten into him, but he's not ok" It's all Hardison says, the remote still on his hand.

"You should go talk to him!" His eyes widen.

"Girl, have you lost your mind? That man he's crying, I am not even getting closer to him... You should do it!"

"Me? But I am just a child?" And those last words sound extremely British. Hardison smiles at her.

"Exactly so there's no way he's going to kick ya're ass for minding his business, besides he has a soft spot for you and you are a mind reader, manipulating grifter!" Her lips parte slightly and she cocks her eyebrows doing that expression that is totally Sophie.

"Am not!"

"You are! You their daughter and I know from experience you have their mind controlling creepy skills, bet you couldda hypnotize me if ya wanted ta!" She giggles slightly.

"I don't know if I could..."

"Girl don't you dream about it; now go and hug yo uncle!" The next second she's out the door secretly thrilled uncle Alec told her she had her parents creepy skills, she loves those skills.

She finds Uucle Eliot sitting on the brewery crying with a beer on his hand.

"What do you want?" He asks harshly, she hasn't even finished the stairs yet. He heard her; according to him she has very distinctive steps.

She doesn't answer; instead she approaches him, not showing any signs of fear at his intimidating expression and does what uncle Alec told her to, she hugs him tight; her head resting just below his heart. He's surprised at first, but soon wraps his arms around her on a bear-hug.

"My sweet girl!" she kisses him on the cheek telling him not to cry.

"Why are you and aunt Parker having problems? Is there anything wrong with the baby?" She's so concerned, with him, with the way he looks so broken lately and with the way aunt Parker is getting more and more distant by the day not letting anybody in, with her to be born cousin that she already loves...

"The thing is darlin'... I don't know what's going on!" He props his elbows on the table and hides his face on his hands, he shouldn't have this conversation with a child, but somehow it seems easy to talk with Eleanor than with anybody else. The girl is a great listener and she never judges, she always acts out of pure concern and love and never tells him what he should or should not do. She's just easy!

"Why not?" The girl is staring at him with eyes so blue he feels he could drown in them.

"I... I don't know" He starts sobbing and Eleanor gets scared, she never saw him like this, so lost and broken, he doesn't even seem like the uncle Eliot she knows and loves. "She doesn't tell me anything, she only tells me she needs space. I know she's suffering, but I don't know why and this baby... It ruined our lives!"

"Do you hate the baby?" He sobs again.

"No I love the baby, it's my baby! But she won't let me near her and the pregnancy is killing her..." He suddenly falls silent realizing he's talking with a nine-year old. "She's not gonna die" He tells her that with a serious expression on his face, Eleanor shrugs and smiles on a way that reminds him of Nate.

"I know, it's just how you feel!" She hugs him again and whispers "I got you, uncle Eliot, I got you" and leaves him to cry at peace.

It sounded a bit stupid; he actually felt better after talking to her, even though she was just a child.

So what do you think is Parker's problem and how is Eleanor going to help Eliot?