Hey am back with a new chapter, I hope you'll enjoy it and don't hesitate to give your thoughts.
The next morning
Sunlights were streaming through the windows and casting a soft light on Malia, who was still in bed. She was already awake but dreaded to start her day. Eyes closed; she thought over the outcome of today; going to Beacon Hills, meeting everyone again and talking to Scott…
Malia groaned as she turned on her stomach and planted her face on her pillow. Somewhere in the loft she could hear music softly playing and smell of waffles in the air; Kylie's favourite thing to eat for breakfast.
Her ears picked out a soft padded of feet on the hard wood floor. She smiled into the pillow. She heard the bedroom door open slowly and soft sound of feet walking up to the bed.
Malia can feel Kylie standing near her and smell her uncertainty. After a few seconds, Malia felt a small finger poked her shoulder; once, twice and thrice.
Malia held a chuckled back, not wanting to ruin the moment.
"Ahhh!" Malia screamed as she got up from her sleeping position and grabbed hold of Kylie.
Kylie let out an exciting squeal and giggled as Malia pull her into bed with her. They fall back on the pillows, giggling together.
"What are you doing here? Huh?" Malia asked as she tickled her daughter.
"Mémé said to tell you breakfast is ready, if you want waffles you better get them now," Kylie replied in a fit of giggles as she tried to squirm away from her mother's hand.
"Really? What will happen to them?" Malia gasped comically at Kylie.
"I will eat them all and you will have none left!" Kylie said gleefully.
Malia laughed at Kylie's answer as she hugged her tightly. Malia felt content to stay like this for the rest of the day.
"Mom… I can't breathe," Kylie protested against her chest.
Malia let her go by a few inches and looked into her brown eyes; just like Scott's.
"I love you so much," Malia uttered as she push the hairs out of Kylie's face.
"I love you more!" Kylie expressed as she kissed Malia's cheek.
Malia showered her with kisses over her face; prompting Kylie to giggle.
Malia smiled at her giggle; it is really the best sound in the world.
Malia got up from the bed and stretched her arms to Kylie. Kylie went to them and Malia lifted her off the bed and picked up her phone, spun her around before placing her on her hip.
They walked out the bedroom, past Kylie's room into the living room which is next to the kitchen and dining table.
"Bonjour Jo," Malia greeted the woman in the kitchen.
"Bonjour," Jo greeted back.
Malia put Kylie on a stool by the kitchen counter along with her phone, pressed a kiss on her head before going in to help Jo prepared breakfast.
Jo short for Josephine Duval is a French witch by birth and she's been with Malia and Kylie for five years. Malia trusted her daughter's life in Jo's hands; Jo has been Kylie's body guard (of sort), looking after Kylie whenever Malia had to go away for missions.
"I want this many waffles!" Kylie proclaimed as she held up three of her fingers.
Malia chuckled.
"And how many is that?"
"Three!" Kylie said gleefully.
"Do you think you can finish it?" Malia teased as she stacked three waffles on a plate and cut them into quarters.
"Yes I will!" Kylie nodded her head.
Malia put the plate in front of Kylie and added syrup on it.
"Merci," Kylie said as she forked a piece and ate it.
Malia got herself a plate and put three waffles on it; she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat next to Kylie.
Taking a bite of waffle she sighed. Kylie giggled around the piece of waffle in her mouth.
Jo stood behind the counter and grinned at them.
"What did you learn yesterday?" Malia asked Kylie.
Kylie went to a private preschool in down town. Private because Malia didn't want people finding out about Kylie in a public school and it is a safe environment for her. The school usually starts at eight and it gave Malia time to enjoyed breakfast with her before she rush off to work.
"School's ok, I did well in my alphabets but got my numbers mixed up," Kylie replied.
"After school Jo and I went to the park and a market," Kylie continued.
"Really? You did that yesterday?" Malia said.
"Yep," Kylie said popping out the p.
"She was a good girl yesterday. She did everything the teacher told her to do. And she was a great helper yesterday in the kitchen," Jo said.
Kylie bobbed her head.
"We made pizza, did you eat a slice?" Kylie asked.
"No I haven't, I was so tired I want to bed," Malia admitted.
"That's ok mummy, Mémé and I will do rata- what is it call again?" Kylie asked Jo.
Jo grinned at her, "A ratatouille."
"Right a ratatouille!" Kylie exclaimed gleefully.
"That sound amazing," Malia said as she hugged her daughter. Kylie giggled.
"But I can't tonight," Malia stated. One thing Malia hated most in the world was telling Kylie she has to go away. She always dreaded the long nights away from her, but it was for a safe future for Kylie.
Kylie looked at her mother.
"Are you going to save werewolves?" Kylie asked.
Malia looked at her with a soft expression. "Maybe, I don't know yet."
Malia gently pull the hair from Kylie's eye and tucked it behind her ears. When Kylie turned four Malia sat her down and told her about her job (excluding the deaths and blood) and why she travelled so much. Kylie been young for her age understands, only she interpreted it as Malia a super hero for the supernatural.
"Will you put a big hurt on the bad guys?" Kylie inquired.
Jo and Malia chuckled. "I don't know. Should I?"
"Only if they hurting the werewolves," Kylie commented and Malia was reminded of Scott.
Malia pulled Kylie out of her stool and sat her down on her lap, arms around her.
"How did I end up with a smart girl? How about when I get back, we have a movie night?" Malia proposed.
Kylie turned to look at her with a huge smile.
"Yes!" Kylie expressed.
"What movies do you think we should watch?" Malia asked, knowing what Kylie will say.
"Disney movies!" Kylie exclaimed.
Jo and Malia chuckled.
Malia set Kylie on her feet, "Get ready for school it's almost time."
"Are you coming with me?" Kylie asked.
"Of course I won't miss it for the world," Malia replied.
Happy at the reply, Kylie sprinted for the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Malia turned and looked at Jo, she was staring at her. Malia fidgeted with the fork on her plate.
"Something happen yesterday. Your aura is distress, confuse and –," Jo started in a French accent.
"Ok I know I am a crap," Malia insisted as she put her head in her hands.
"I saw Scott yesterday," Malia muttered into her hands.
"Come again?" Jo said in confusion.
Malia raised her head and blew out a breath.
"I saw Scott," Malia blurted out.
Jo stared at her. "Oh?"
Jo knew about Scott, his pack and Beacon Hills. Malia saved her quite literally and for that Jo has been with her since then. She was there during Malia's pregnancy and even in the delivery room with her, she was grateful when Malia asked her to stay with her and help her raise Kylie and been her unofficial grandma; mémé.
Jo wouldn't trade it for the world; with Malia and Kylie she found a family. So with the Malia's revelation, her heart went out for the young werecoyote. She remembered during Malia's mood swings in her pregnancy; one minute she was mad at Scott for her heartbreak the next she was crying her heart out for him. Jo didn't want Malia to be hurt again by Scott.
"The general want us to return with Scott, Stiles and Argent to Beacon Hills. Scott also want talk me but…..I don't if I can do it," Malia admitted.
"I don't know if I should tell him about this amazing girl who look at the world brightly just like him or keep silent about it," Malia continued.
Jo took a second before she talked.
"Kylie has been asking about her father," Jo said gently.
Malia looked at her with soft expression. "She has?"
Jo nodded her head. "I told her to ask you."
Malia bit her tongue, refusing to cry. She knows that Kylie will be asking about Scott, she's been preparing for it since her fourth birthday. But to hear it from Jo, she felt defeated.
Jo took Malia's hand, and looked at her.
"Whatever you decide I will be there to help you," Jo assured Malia.
Malia nodded her thanks.
"Do you want me to do a spell? Something to help you with Scott?" Jo asked.
Malia scoffed. "I think I can do fine."
Jo grinned at her, "Just something to think about."
Before Malia could reply her phone ding. Malia picked it up and saw a message.
She opened the message and smiled.
"I think I have an idea."
Task force Headquarter
Scott walked into the living room of the apartment, rubbing his eyes. He didn't sleep well last night, his thoughts centre around Malia. Seeing her after five years was wreaking havoc on his emotions. He was elated to see Malia then he got suspicion; he wondered how Malia got roped into the task force and why? While he was thinking about it another thought popped up. He saw Malia fought the men at the warehouse with her electronic baton, but never with her claws. Why didn't Malia use it? So many thought swam around her head but he didn't come up with an explanation. But no matter, they will talk today.
"See you then. Love you," Stiles said.
Scott looked at Stiles; he was putting his phone down.
"That was Lydia. I told her about the task force and their proposal. I also told her about Lydia and I almost lost my hearing," Stiles emphasized as he rubbed his ear.
"She said she can't wait to meet her and told me to tell you; don't do anything weird," Stiles continued.
"Weird?" Scott asked.
"You know, because of Malia. You two didn't officially broke up and Lydia thinks you will do something you will regret," Stiles said as he looked at Scott.
Scott stared back for a minute and turned away.
"I won't do anything weird," Scott promised.
"I was wrapping my head around the fact that she is an agent here," Scott said as he sat down.
"Yeah, I never thought Malia of a group person," Stiles started. Scott opened his mouth to reply but Stiles cut him off.
"I know she was with us as a pack, but after you guys I thought she will be a lone werecoyote," Stiles continued.
Before Scott can ask Stiles about her baton, the door opened to reveal Argent. Scott stood up.
"Good you are up. Breakfast is ready in the mess hall," Argent said and walked away from the door.
Stiles and Scott followed him. "When did you get up?" Stiles asked.
"I never went to sleep," Argent replied.
"I will sleep better when we get to Beacon Hills," Argent said before Scott could voice his concern.
"I walk around the building with Mole. She doesn't trust us so she offered a guide," Argent said.
"And?" Stiles asked.
"This place has a med bay, kitchen, mess hall, lab, training room, conference rooms. A gym and apartment for the agents and a monitoring room. This place is a fortress," Argent revealed.
Scott and Stiles stared at Argent with wide eyes.
"They have state of the art computer security system. I also met a few of the other agents here and they are mix of humans and supernatural creatures," Argent continued.
They walked into what appears to be the mess hall, there were tables with chairs in rolls and next to the tables was a long counter with breakfast food on top. They were people sitting down and eating; they stopped when they saw Scott entered.
Argent, Stiles and Scott walked up to the counter and got a plate. Scott placed three waffles on his plate, for some reason Scott felt like eating waffles for breakfast.
After getting their food they walked to an empty table and sat down; Scott sat on one of the table with Stiles across from him and Argent at the end of the table.
As Scott was about to take a bite, someone sat next to him. He glanced sideway and saw man who appear to be in his late 20's, with brown hair in a black shirt and jeans.
"You must be the infamous Scott MaCall," the man acknowledged.
"Name is Miles," the man introduced himself and sticking out his hand.
Scott warily took Miles' hand.
"Word got around that we have a true alpha in the building and I just to see if it is true," Miles said.
"And what are you?" Stiles asked with his mouth full.
"Were jaguar, bitten," Miles said.
Scott got a feeling this will be a long conversation because Miles was resting his arms on the table's surface and turned to talk to Scott. Before he got a word out, someone called his name.
Janet stood near their table with a tray of food and was smirking at Miles.
"Miles what are you doing?"
"Getting to know Scott," Miles said as he stared at Janet.
Janet put down her tray and stared back at Miles.
"I heard your team is going on a mission in less than an hour, why are you still here? Do you want to get suspended again?" Janet smirked.
Miles knotted his jaw and stood up, leaving the table without a looking back.
"Jackass," Janet scoffed as she sat down the opposite side of Argent.
The others were looking at her for an explanation.
"Miles has a hack of being late. He got suspended because he was late for the briefing and the actual mission. His reason, he got laid so passionately that he overslept," Janet snorted and took a bite of her pancakes.
Scott looked at Janet as he remembered the syringe Malia had with her.
"What did Malia put in you?" Scott asked, Stiles and Argent looked at Scott then to Janet.
Janet took a moment to chew before replying.
"The nine herbs, it helps with healing."
"It's protocol for every agent to have a case of it in the field," Janet said.
"Enough about me, I want to know about you guys. A former hunter, an FBI agent and a true alpha, your story is far more interesting," Janet continued.
"But no worries I can found out when we go to Beacon Hills," Janet finished.
"Beacon Hills? You are coming with us?" Stiles inquired.
Janet nodded her head and smiled.
"How long have you known Malia?" Scott asked Janet.
"For almost three years, she was here before me," Janet replied.
"She always keeps to herself, never coming with us for a drink. The only person she closes to is-,"
Someone put down a tray beside Stiles and Joe lowered himself on the chair.
"We have an hour before we leave, so Janet stop talking and eat your breakfast," Joe sighed.
Janet just grinned and ate her pancakes.
"Sorry about her, she can get carried away sometime and she will never stop talking," Joe said.
"True, during my time in the warehouse, a guard got tired of me talking so he left," Janet smirked.
For a few minutes there were sounds of crunchy and fork hitting the plates.
"What are your plans for today?" Argent asked.
Before Joe could reply Janet shirked gleefully at someone behind Scott. Scott saw Stiles paused with a fork of scrabble eggs to his mouth and Argent with a shocking expression.
Janet stood up and went around the table.
"You're back, I missed you so much," Janet acknowledged.
Scott turned and his eyes wide at the person Janet were hugging.
It was a familiar face, one Scott thought he will never see again.
"Isaac?" Scott gasped.
Isaac was equally shocked to see his old friend in his job, alongside Argent and Stiles. Scott stood up and hugged Isaac.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked.
Before Isaac could answer Argent went up and hugged him as well.
"Ummm I work here," Isaac replied.
"You are an agent?" Stiles said, not believing that scarf boy was here.
"Are you kidding he is the best here," Janet provided.
As they sat down, Joe looked at Scott.
"How did you know Isaac?"
Isaac looked at Scott. "He is a friend."
Scott gave a small smile. After Alison, Argent and Isaac went away to France and Isaac never came back. Scott asked Argent about it but the former hunter said Isaac needed space and time to regroup again.
"I thought you were still in France," Argent said.
Isaac shrugged.
"I got time to heal and I missed it here."
"How did you join the task force?" Stiles asked.
"He was the first recruit," Janet provided. Isaac shot her a look.
"What? You were. You joined the army and was under General Jones command," Janet continued as if Isaac wasn't there.
Scott, Stiles and Argent looked at Isaac in wonder. Before any of them could asked more questions, someone stood near the table.
"Lahey the General want to see you in his office," Mole announced.
Isaac was grateful for the interruption, he didn't really to sit here and talk to Scott; for the fear that he will let it slip about Kylie.
"Well I guess I will see you around," Isaac said as he walked away.
Scott looked at Isaac's retreating back, he felt like Isaac was hiding something and back to the conversation at the table. They were talking about their trip to Beacon Hills. But all he thought about was; Where is Malia?
The General's officer
Malia stood near the window, looking out and was twitching her fingers. After breakfast, Malia dropped off Kylie at her school and came straight to see the general with her request. General Jones sat on his desk and was reviewing a file; he looked up occasionally at Malia then back on his work again.
"How's Kylie?" he asked.
Maia snapped her head towards him.
"She's fine, thanks for her birthday present. She'd loved it," Malia said. The general gave Kylie a set of story pictures books and it was all about wolves. She loved to read it every day.
Jones smiled and grimaced, thinking back to when he used to get them for his daughter.
Malia nodded and turned back.
"He will agree," Jones assured her.
Malia sighed. "I know."
Just then the door open, Malia turned and saw Isaac coming in. Isaac was a little surprise to see Malia in the office with the general. He walked to Malia and grinned at her.
"Hey there," he said as he hugged Malia.
Malia hugged back. "How's your mission?"
"It was successful," Isaac replied.
Isaac turned back to the general, confused of why he was here with Malia. They never occupied the same room together often and when they do; it always about Kylie.
"How's Kylie?" Isaac asked.
"She's fine," Jones answered instead.
Isaac looked at Malia and raised his brows. What is going on?
"Why am I here? And on that note; why is Scott here?" Isaac questioned.
"You saw him?" Malia asked surprised.
"In the mess hall."
"I know your team have a mission line up already but I want you to stay back, get your second in command to lead it," Jones started.
"Malia needed someone to go with her to Beacon Hills," Jones continued.
Isaac looked back at Malia and at the general.
"Why is she going to Beacon Hills?"
"Alex and his team are going with Scott and to get more were creatures to fight against Monroe," Jones stated.
Isaac raised his brows.
"And how does it include me?"
Malia laid a hand on his, "I asked. I know I can do it on my own and I know that you don't want to go back but…. I want you there with me."
Isaac stared at Malia; he could smell the fear off her and anxiety.
He was a constant part of Malia's life after they recruited her, helping her in her training and Kylie. She was a bit of Scott and Malia and he loved the little girl and always protect her.
"Ok, let's go to Beacon Hills," Isaac said.
Malia smiled at him.
"But you are paying it back," Isaac interjected.
Jones stared at them. He never really wanted to send Malia to Beacon Hills because of Kylie, but he needs to because this will likely end the war if they get more fighters.
"Oh I almost forgot," Isaac said as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small wooden wolf, sitting on its hind legs with its back straight up as if it was howling.
Malia took it from his hand and grinned, ever since she could remembered wherever Isaac end up in his mission he always bring something for Kylie back, but it was always a wolf or coyote in any form.
"Thank you, she will love it."
At the head quarter's parking lot
Scott stood alongside Stiles and Argent, Alex and his team was also there. Bianca was checking her phone, Juliet was lying down in the booth of a SUV, Joe and Janet was arguing about what weapon to use in a fight.
"A Swiss knife is more effective," Joe said.
Janet snorted.
"No if you want your enemy to bleed out slowly, you need something small to do the job."
Stiles grimaced at them.
"Why could you do that?"
"So the person can last long enough to answer questions," Janet provided.
"Do you all of you use weapons?" Argent asked.
"Yes to keep up the appearance to humans. We don't want them to faint at the sight of glowing eyes do we now?" Joe proclaimed.
Scott was looking around the parking lot.
"Where's Malia?" he finally asked.
"She will be down shortly, she needed to talk to the general," Mole provided. She was sitting beside Juliet with a laptop on her lap. Alex was standing near her and glaring at her.
"Would you stop glaring at me?" Mole snapped at Alex.
"I will when you go back," Alex admitted.
Mole scoffed and turned back to her laptop.
"Uh oh trouble in paradise?" Janet teased.
"Shut up!" Alex and Mole exclaimed.
Janet smiled with a glint in her eyes, she is enjoying this. Joe also crossed his arms and looked at them. Bianca just ignored them.
"You will do more work if you stay rather than going to Beacon Hills," Alex confronted Mole.
"Are you saying I am not capable to work anywhere, because I remembered I saved your ass in New York, right next to you," Mole snapped.
Janet chuckled earning looks from Alex and Mole.
Scott, Stiles and Argent stared in confusion.
"What is happening?" Stiles asked.
"You are front and centre to witness an epic lover's spat," Janet quipped.
"Shut up Janet!"
Joe whispered to them.
"They got married a month ago, but they still haven't found a pace to work on. Alex wanted to keep Mole safe, Mole wanted to be in action. Alex was against letting Mole come with us, but general's order."
"I can hear you Joe," Alex said.
Joe looked back at Alex with an innocent expression.
"Me? I wasn't talking."
Alex shake his head. Mole just ignored this and continued working on her laptop.
"They are a couple?" Scott questioned intrigued.
"Yes, some of our agents are. Were creatures with were creatures or humans, they actually found love in this sad world," Janet sighed.
Stiles looked back at Mole and Alex, Alex was now leaning down to be eye level with Mole, his hands on either side of her. He was whispering to her, but Mole ignored him.
"And they work well together?" Stiles asked.
"Yes, together they can be a force to be dealt with, apart they are still strong," Joe replied.
Scott instantly thought of him and Malia, they used to be like that. He wondered if they still are.
"Yeah kind a like the missed couples here," Janet stated.
"Missed couples?" Stiles questioned.
"Couples we thought belong together but took longer to admit their feeling," Joe answered.
"Yes like –," Janet started but was cut by the ding of the elevator.
Scott turned to looked and blinked twice to ensure what he's seeing is not a trick on his mind.
Malia and Isaac walked out; each with a small carry on. What caught Scott's eyes was how close they were walking together, as if they done it before.
Stiles gaped at them.
"You two know each other?"
"We did meet in Beacon Hills," Malia retorted.
Still Stiles gaped at them, then he turned to Scott; he was standing still with his hands balled up inside his jacket's pocket.
They walked to another SUV, this one seem to belong to someone rather than to the task force. Isaac then pulled out something small from his jacket and pressed a button the booth's door opened. He put his bag in and turned to relived Malia of hers. Malia simply handed it to him and stared at the group.
Scott felt light headed at the scene, from what he saw they were comfortable and familiar with each other.
"Am going with Isaac," Janet proclaimed as she got her carry on and transferred it to Isaac's SUV.
Mole suddenly snapped her laptop and stood down from the booth and stared at Alex.
"Isaac you're coming with us to Beacon Hills?" Joe asked.
Isaac grinned and crossed his arms.
"The general thought you could use an extra hand."
"Well then am coming with you," Mole said as she walked up to Isaac, ignoring Alex grabbing her hands.
"Don't you dare," Mole warned him as she swatted his hand away.
"Fine, let's get going," Alex grunted and turned back.
Scott was still staring at Isaac and Malia. Malia turned to Isaac and stretched out her palm.
"Keys."
Isaac looked at her palm and at her face.
"I know you haven't slept for 48 hours, so let me drive," Malia blurted.
"How do you even know that?" Isaac inquired.
"We video chat 48 hours ago, you were looking fresh and now you have huge bags under your eyes," Malia stated.
"Keys," Malia repeated as she wriggled her fingers.
Isaac sighed and dropped the keys on her palm and walked to the passenger door. Janet went and sat in the front seat, Isaac went in first and fall on the very back seat, while Mole sat on the behind Janet alongside Bianca. Malia got in to the driver's seat.
Stiles nudged Scott and pointed to the SUV, where Alex was already in the driver's seat, Juliet and Joe was sitting in the very back, Argent in front. Stiles and Scott went and sat at the back.
Scott was still trying to process what he had seen and trying to interpreted what it means.
"Oh, what Janet was trying to said before they got down was that Malia and Isaac are also a missed couple," Joe said unaware of Scott's inner turmoil.
Stiles looked at Scott.
"You ok buddy?"
Scott nodded absently at Stiles.
"How well do they know each other?" Stiles asked.
"Isaac was the one who recruited Malia in the first place, four years ago," Juliet answered.
Scott suddenly felt out of breathe. You've got to be kidding me, again?
Beacon Hills
Malia drove behind Alex's SUV, Janet has since finished her story and was staring at her phone, Mole was grumping about men and their ego, Bianca was staring outside and Isaac was still asleep. Malia remembered Scott's face when they walked out of the elevator; he went from surprised to wounded in a spam of a second.
Malia felt bad for doing that to Scott, but she will anything to avoid talking to Scott. They were driving through the town and Malia was going through a series of flashback. It felt weird to be back after five years, Malia thought she'd never come back but here she is. It was early evening and Malia saw children and teenagers going home after school.
She received a text from Jo; she already picked up Kylie and was now going home. Malia smiled.
They were driving away from the town and heading to the forest. Malia frowned, where exactly are they going? They went off the road and followed a trail which Malia recognize as the road leading to the Hale's house. Finally they came to a stop. Malia parked the SUV and stared ahead.
It was the Hale's house, but it looked different. Gone were the burned woods and broken pieces it was restored back to its original state. The outside was painted in white, the windows were grey and there were bush of roses outside the front of the house. Near the house were children playing on a playground, they were laughing and generally having fun. On the front porch some people were standing, looking at them.
"Isaac we're here," Mole woke Isaac up.
Isaac shot up from his seat and looked around him in alert.
"Whoa," he whispered.
Whoa indeed, Malia thought as she opened her door.
The others were climbing out of the SUV as well; Argent, Scott and Stiles looked at the agents awaiting their reaction. The children stopped playing and looked at the new comers with curiosity with the people on the front porch.
"Welcome to Beacon Hills Sanctuary," Scott warmly welcomed.
Before Malia could ask questions, there was slam of a door and a scream. Before Malia could leap into action, someone rushed down and grabbed Malia in a tight hug. Malia blinked her eyes and looked at the strawberry blond curls of her best friend.
Malia put her arms around Lydia and gave a genuine smile.
"It is so good to see you," Lydia whispered.
"It's good to see you too, Lydia," Malia whispered back.
"Um hello what about me? Your husband," Stiles asked sarcastically.
Lydia let go of Malia and looked back at Stiles.
"Oh I didn't see you there," Lydia returned.
"That's hurtful," Stiles said as he put his hand on his chest.
Isaac got around and stood beside Malia.
"Hey there Lydia," Isaac said.
Lydia stared at Isaac before steeping on tiptoes and hugged him.
"What are you doing here?" Lydia asked.
"Am with the task force," Isaac replied.
The other people on the porch walked down towards them. They were introduced to Alex, Joe, Juliet, Bianca, Janet and Mole. The first person to come up to Malia was Mason.
Malia grinned at him and he grinned back.
"It's great to see you again," he said as he shock her hand.
Followed by Liam, Corey, Alec and Parrish. Sheriff Stilinski came up to Malia and gave her a bone crushing hug. They went to Isaac and were firing questions at him, where has he been, how was he and what was he doing here? Last of all was Melissa came up to her, she enveloped her into a motherly hug that nearly brought Malia to tears.
"It's great to see Malia," Melissa whispered in her ears. Malia felt guilty; she denied this woman her granddaughter but she has her reasons.
Malia looked over Melissa's shoulder at Scott; he was standing apart from the others and was staring at her.
This is going to be fun, Malia thought grimly.
Ok end of chapter 11, thoughts? I will properly upload the next chapter next week. Thank for reading and I hope you have a pleasant time wherever you are.