Happy New Year! New Year and new plots, how are you guys? Good? Great! Not feeling well? I hope you get better. So thank you for those you remain me that I have to finish my story, I was having writer's block. No inspirations, no plot, nada. I was heartbroken but somehow I manage to write this chapter. (Self-back pat) So hope you enjoy this as much as I did.
"Intense," Mason whispered as he looked from Scott to Kylie in his arm.
After Derek met Kylie, Scott thought it's best for everyone in the pack to meet her. In an hour the house was full with the pack. Theo arrived first and stared at Kylie for a full minute and quietly murmured, "Damn."
Liam arrived next; running into the house and gasped loudly upon seeing Kylie. Without permission from Scott or Malia; he lifted her up and tossed her into the air prompting Kylie to giggle. Whereas Scott gaped at him and Malia growled at him; Liam just smiled at them with Kylie giggling in his arms.
Mason and Corey arrived at last and Mason simply stared at Kylie. Corey clapped Scott at the shoulder and smiled. They sat around the dining table after dinner while Liam entertained Kylie in the living room; away from the discussion.
"Why didn't you tell us you were pregnant? We can protect you and her," Stiles asked Malia.
Malia remained quiet; gathering her thoughts. Scott reached over and held her hand in his.
"I was hurt when I left. I didn't realize I was pregnant," Malia replied. Melissa gave her a small smile.
"How come?" Mason questioned.
"Oh, I don't know we were busy trying to catch Monroe and trying to stay alive," Malia replied sarcastically. Mason chuckled.
"Guys, when I found out I was pregnant; I'd fainted in a crowded café and rushed to the hospital," Malia started.
"You fainted?" Stiles shouted while others cast a concern look at Malia.
"It took one day to love my baby and came up with the decision not to tell Scott about her," Malia finished; looking towards Kylie laughing at Liam.
"Why didn't you call to let Scott know about her?" Theo pressed on. Scott tightened his hold on her hand.
"Because I don't want Monroe to find out about her," Malia whispered.
"Because if she's finds out; she will have leverage over Scott," Stiles concluded.
Malia nodded her head; Scott put his hand on her shoulder rubbing her. Malia gave a grateful smile.
"And now?" Mason asked.
"What do you mean?" Malia frowned.
"I mean now we know you have her, what if Monroe also find out?" Mason questioned.
"I was wondering who knew about her?" Argent asked, squinting at Malia.
"Only a few people who I trust to keep her safe," Malia answered.
"Who?" Argent repeated.
"Isaac, Layla, General Jones and the nanny," Malia said.
"Who is the nanny?" Stiles asked.
"Her name is Josephine Duval," Malia said and saw Argent stiffen.
"Do you trust her?" Argent asked; while the others were confused.
"With my life," Malia said.
There was a few moment of silence before anyone could talk. Melissa looked to Argent questionably.
"The Duval name was - still is fear by some people around France," Argent explained.
"Why?" Lydia asked.
"Because they are coven or rather a family of witches and warlord," Argent said.
Everyone look at Malia with raised eyebrows, Scott look at Malia with questions in his eyes.
"Though they place their alliance with anyone who saves them from dire situation," Argent continued.
"I saved her six years ago. She's been with us for the past five years," Malia confirmed.
Before anyone could say anything, Liam came into the room with Kylie in his arms.
"Mummy am sleepy," Kylie announced drowsily.
Scott got up and gently took her from Liam's arm. "I think it's time we go home."
Malia frowned. "Home?"
"Oh sweetie, I love Scott but he didn't live with us," Melissa said. Malia was confused.
"Mom moved out and I got the house," Scott said.
"We can continue this tomorrow," Lydia said as she got up as well.
Everyone bid good night and walked out the door.
Melissa kissed Kylie on her head and smiled.
"Good night sweetie, see you tomorrow," Melissa said.
Scott, Malia and Kylie walked to the car. Scott buckled Kylie into her car seat, got into the driver's seat. Malia looked back at Kylie; her eyes were drooping close.
They were silence for ride back to Scott's childhood home; glancing at Kylie in the review mirror.
Arriving at the house, Malia stared at it. It's been six years since she last saw it and it is bringing back long forgotten memories.
"Hey, you're ok?" Scott whispered.
Malia gave a small smile. "'Am ok." She looked at Kylie; who was already fast asleep.
Scott held Kylie as they walked up to the house. Malia walked slowly behind; gazing at the porch and memories came floating in. Memories of her looking at Scott and Kira and her running away.
Malia shook her head and walked up the steps. Scott opened the door and held it open for her. Inside the house, Malia took in the changes in the living room and through the kitchen. Scott was already walking up the stairs. Malia followed behind.
Scott walked into his old room and Malia was surprised to see a lot has change. Gone were the band posters, books and a double bed. In place was a miniature princess bed with pink sheets, a purple lamp on a white night stand. On the left side of the room where Scott's desk used to be, was a cupboard with stuff animal toys in.
Malia widen her eyes and looked at Scott. Scott chuckled. "Mom and Argent came and prepare the room. Though I think they went a bit overboard."
"A bit?" Malia smirked as she held up a large teddy bear.
Scott softly chuckled as he gently lowered Kylie on the bed. Malia step up to the bed and remove Kylie's shoes. After a few minutes, Malia pull the cover over Kylie and kissed her forehead.
"Good night my sweet Kylie," Malia whispered.
Scott knelt down and also kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes and sniffed her sweet scent. They walked out of the room; leaving the door halfway close. They looked at each wearily, until Scott nervously cleared his throat.
"You will be in the guest room," he said as he pointed to the room next to Kylie's. Malia looked at the door and back at Scott.
"Umm thank you for everything and good night," Malia said as she walked into room and closed the door.
"Umm good night," Scott said as he walked to his room. Once inside he fell dramatically onto his bed and softly groaned in the mattress. You're an idiot, he thought.
Five hours later - 1.00AM
Malia sighed as she looked at her cup of tea; she chuckled. Who would have thought she'll be drinking tea instead of coffee. How times changed.
She sat on the bar stool in the kitchen, looking around at the remodel kitchen. Everything was different yet it felt familiar somehow. After closing the door to Scott's face; Malia groaned and dropped onto the bed. Feeling frustrated with herself for not acting on her instinct to grab his face and kissed him. Malia growled and dropped her head into her hands.
Just then the room was flooded with warm light; Malia squinted up at Scott who entered the room. He was in sweats and a black t-shirt, his hair even messier.
"Can't sleep?" Scott asked as he sat down next to Malia.
"Yeah, first time Kylie is out and not at the apartment with Jo and me," Malia answered.
"Why are you up?" Malia asked Scott.
Scott sighed. "A lot on my mind."
Malia smirked at Scott and raised her cup. Scott shook his head. "Am good."
They were in a comfortable silence when Scott spoke.
"Am sorry if coming back is bringing back bad memories."
"No, it's good. Its best to face your demons heads on," Malia reassured him.
Scott chuckled at her.
"I mean it also bring back good memories," Malia said.
"Oh yeah like what?" Scott said.
"Like when I fought with the desert wolf in here and won," Malia said as she gestured around the room. Scott swallowed hard. They weren't together yet but he was worried about her.
"And here in this kitchen when Sheriff Stilinski said he remembered Stiles during the ghost rider hunt," Malia said as she imagined that night. It was a desperate; half of the pack was gone, Scott was calling his mom with no answer. They were at their last hope when the Sheriff came and told them he remembered Stiles.
"And also when we first kissed," Malia whispered; staring at the table.
Scott smiled, remembering that night. It was after their near death experience when Malia more or less confessed her feelings, and it would always be his favorite memory of them. He looked at Malia, with her hair much longer than it was, her soft face and her lips - pink and inviting. She still took his breath away with her looks, but after learning about Kylie she becomes more beautiful than ever.
Scott raised his hand to her face and tilted it his way. Malia watched him with half closed eyes as Scott pulled her close. With her eyes closed, she felt Scott's lips on hers. She felt a warm feeling in her belly and suddenly hot as Scott deepened his kiss. She hasn't felt like this in six years. And it has been six long, hard years.
Malia grabbed hold of his t-shirt and pulled him closed. Scott moved his hands down her sides and gripped her hips. Taking hold of her, Scott lifted her into his laps and angled her head for a deep kiss. Malia ran her hands into his hair and grabbed the ends of his hair at the nape. Scott drew small circles through her shirt on her hips. They both groaned and stopped; breathing hard against each other.
"Damn it's been too long," Malia whispered. Scott laughed and kissed her cheek.
"I guess it is," Scott said. Malia looked at him strangely.
"Wait a minute…are you kidding me?" She whispered in shock.
Scott chuckled and nodded his head.
Malia slapped his arm; he grabbed her hand and held it fast.
"No way," Malia said.
"Yes way," Scott replied.
"But-" Malia never got to finished because Scott kissed her again. Malia moaned as she squeezed his bicep.
"Lia, why don't we go upstairs?" Scott asked as he took hold of her cheek and stared at her.
Malia swallowed hard, her body humming with need. But she's needed to think first.
"What happens after this?"
"I will never let you go, we're in this together. You, me and Kylie," Scott promised.
Malia liked that; she kissed him softly. Scott taking this as her final answers; lifted her into his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist. He walked back upstairs to his room; with the door closed behind them.
The next morning, after breakfast
Kylie giggled at her father; as he made funny faces at her. Malia smiled at the scene. They finally slept around four o'clock before Malia woke up and got ready. Around five, Kylie woke up and was thrilled to see her room.
They were having breakfast while waiting for the pack to come. They decided that it would be best for Kylie to spend a day with the park. When they told her this, she jumped up and down and giggled. Malia looked at Scott as he entertained their daughter. Suddenly Malia breath caught; their daughter. Her heart grew twice its size at the thought and happy at how it turned out for both of them.
She was brought out of her thoughts when the kitchen door opened. Melissa walked in with Argent behind her. She smiled at Kylie who opened her arms for a hug.
"You're here early," Scott said.
"Yeah, well I missed her," Melissa said as she lifted Kylie into her arms and snuggled her. Kylie laughed at her grandmother. Argent shrugged at Scott.
Malia smirked at Scott, looking like a lost puppy as Kylie lost interested in his entertainment and turned to Melissa.
Malia rubbed a soothing hand in his back. Scott glared at him. Malia shrugged her shoulders.
"Don't worry she's still like you," Malia whispered.
Just then the front door opened and in walked Stiles and Lydia.
"I thought the door's locked," Scott said.
Stiles grinned and held up his key chain. Lydia rolled her eyes along with Melissa.
"Come on Scott you know by now no doors can keep me away," Stiles said.
The adults sighed at him. Stiles approached Kylie in Melissa's arms.
"Though it's still bad to break into people's home," Stiles said seriously to Kylie.
They were standing outside the front porch waiting for the rest of the pack to arrive. Mason and Corey arrived soon, Theo next and then Liam. Kylie launched herself into Liam's arms as he stepped up the front steps. As they were planning their day, a silver car pulled up the driveway. Everyone was on alert, expected Malia.
"Don't worry I called someone," she said.
The door opened and boot appeared first following the rest of the body.
"Meme!" Kylie shouted as she took off toward the woman. Jo dropped down and opened her arms to hug Kylie.
"That's the witch?" Theo asked.
"Yes and don't provoke her," Malia warned.
They heard Kylie and Jo conversing in French. Melissa looked at Malia in surprised.
"She grew with both of us so she's fluent in French and English," Malia explained.
Jo went the porch and shook hands with everyone. She glared at Argent.
"Really a Argent? I never thought this was possible," Jo said in her accent.
"Either did I when I heard about you," Argent replied.
"Supernatural works in mysterious ways," Jo said.
Argent hummed in agreement. Just then a black SUV came into view.
Derek got out and wave at them. Braeden got out as well and smiled at them. Derek went to the back seat and opened the door.
Scott got Kylie and walked towards Derek.
"Honey, I'd would like you to meet your cousin," Scott said. Kylie's eyes gleamed with happiness. Derek got his daughter out of the car seat and held her. Kylie reached out and touched her hair.
"I like your hair," Kylie smiled.
Talia smiled and lean against Derek's chest.
"Thank you," Talia murmured.
"Do you princesses?" Kylie asked.
"I do!" Talia expressed.
The pack chuckled at their innocence.
Later that day
The pack was at the Sanctuary, in the back yard of the big house. Talia and Kylie becoming best friends were running all over the place. They watched and chuckled at the children's faces.
Malia felt a lump in her throat. She was sitting down at the picnic table; watching Kylie. Scott wandered over to her and sat next to her. Malia couldn't bring herself to look at him. Watching the pack interacting with Kylie brought emotions. If she had stayed behind and had Kylie; she would have this. A loving pack, a cousin and a daddy to look up to. But she denied her this.
Scott could sense Malia blaming herself; but he never thought that way. He gently grabbed her hand; Malia stiffened against her.
"Don't blame yourself about this. I told you, I can see your reasons for keeping her away and I respected you for that."
Malia gave a small smile, Scott lean in close and kissed her cheek.
"Thanks for that."
Just then Malia sense someone angry coming towards the house. He felt Scott still as he took in the scent. His eyes glow red and he gave a low growl. They stood up and waited for the person.
Peter Hale stepped through the backyard gate and slapped it shut. The noises caused the adults to looked up and they went into defend mood.
Peter merely glared at them as he zero in on Malia and smiled. Scott groaned at him.
"Can you tell me why you're here and not at the apartment, darling?" Peter asked Malia with a sharp glint in his eyes.
Malia gulped. Uh oh this will not go well, she thought.
Da da dud! What is Peter doing there? Well sting around for chapter 21 to find out! Though no promises on when it will be posted so…..wait and see. So any thoughts on this chapter? Please share them. Anyway have a nice morning, lunch and afternoon wherever you are. Ta!
