Our Little Secret- Scalia [ COMPLETE]

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It's been seven years. Kylie's first day of school. "What type of sandwich do you want in your sack lunch for your first day sweetie?" Scott asks, laying out some bread on a chopping board on the kitchen counter. After Kylie came along, they bought a house almost immediately- a small pretty house, on the quieter, country side of Beacon Hills.

"Deer!" Kylie giggles, spinning around on the bar stool. Malia chokes on her coffee, laughing on the other barstool,

"No! No deer!" Scott points his butter knife at Kylie, trying to keep a straight face,

"But mommy said it's so yummy!" Kylie insists, "just let me try a little tiny bit!"

"No it's not... yummy" Scott raises his eyebrows,

"Yeah it is!" Malia whispers, giggling,

"You're seriously encouraging this? You really want our daughter to be at school talking about how much her mommy loves eating deer?!" Scott says to Malia jokingly.

"Please! She's seven! They won't care!"

Scott chuckles and spreads butter on the slices, "I'm putting turkey and cheese in. Is that okay?"

"No I want deer!" Kylie groans. Her eyes begin to glow yellow in anger,

"Kylie!" Malia grabs her hand, "what have we said about the eyes," she says seriously,

"The Sun, the moon and the truth, the sun the moon and the truth..." Kylie repeats to herself under her breath, clenching her eyes closed, gripping onto her triskelion necklace. She opens her eyes and they are back to the same almond brown as Malia. "Sorry," she mumbles, "turkey and cheese is fine daddy," she says quietly.

"Good girl," Scott says, wrapping up the sandwich and placing it in Kylie's lunch box carefully.

"Thank you daddy!" She smiles, taking the lunch box.

Malia gets up and walks into the kitchen and puts the chopping board in the dishwasher, "I'm worried about her Scott," she says softly, but with a hint of panic in her voice, "what if she loses control at school?! What'll happen to her?! We haven't been away from her for that long before!"

"Mal..." Scott takes her hand gently, "we've talked about this. She's never lost control in public before. Why would she now?"

"Because she doesn't have her anchor- us!" Malia bites her lip in anxiety,

"She has her necklace. She knows what she's doing," Scott reassures her but she still looks doubtful, "look..." he sits her down on their sofa, "she had you and I teaching her control. It took what? Four months? For me to teach you control? Well she's had seven years of us teaching her. I know she's young and all, but she's a smart kid and she knows she can never lose control in front of anyone but us. To her it's just like brushing her teeth: she doesn't really understand why she has to do it but she does and that's all we have to worry about. Okay?" Scott kisses her forehead and brings her to his chest, hugging her.

"You always say the right thing," Malia sighs into his shoulder, "it's anoying,"

"You love me for it," he chuckles, playing with her hair,

"Mm hm," she hums, "but it's still annoying," she kisses him lightly and smiles. Scott smiles back and takes her by the back of the neck and kisses her passionately.

"Ew!" Kylie says from the other side of the room, "we're gonna be late for my first day! Hurry up!" She groans, putting on her backpack.

"Look at you!" Malia gasps, "you look so grown up!" Scott puts his arm round Malia. There's a honk outside.

"That'll be Stiles," Scott says, checking his watch,

"Uncle Stiles?!" Kylie squeals in excitement,

"The one and only," Scott chuckles.

They all walk out to the front yard to be greeted with Stiles' rusty old blue jeep.

"I can't believe he kept that thing," Malia scoffs to Scott as they walk over to the jeep,

"Hey the windows are down! You know that means I can hear you, right?" Stiles calls from the passenger seat,

"You know I don't care, right?" Malia calls back,

"Uncle Stiles!" Kylie runs up to him,

"Wussup Kylie," Stiles fist bumps her through the open window. Kylie runs round and sits in the back next to Claudia.

"It's been too long man," Scott sits in the passenger seat and hugs him briefly, as Malia sits in the back with the kids.

"It's been a week," Stiles laughs, "how are you guys?"

"Never better," Malia grins, "where's Lydia?"

"She's working; you know Lydia and her work..." Stiles smirks,

"You excited for your first day Claudia?" Malia asks Claudia,

Claudia nods, "I'm gonna get A grades in everything!"

"That's Lydia brainwashing her again," Stiles chuckles.

Stiles and Lydia had Claudia ten months after Kylie was born. Claudia and Kylie have been best friends for as long as they've known each other.

"And we're here..." Stiles inhales deeply as he pulls up to the school.

They all step out of the jeep and walk to the school, Kylie holding Scott and Malia's hands.

Stiles and Claudia walk ahead and say their goodbyes. Scott drops to his knees and hugs Kylie tightly, "Daddy you're squeezing me," Kylie groans,

"I love you," he says softly,

"I love you too," she says back,

"It feels like only yesterday we were in beacon hills hospital and your mom was... well... Kylie was born," Malia smiles,

"Yeah," Scott chuckles, standing back up. Malia then kneels down and kisses Kylies cheek while Scott rests his hand on her shoulder,

"Remember what we talked about-"

"No werewolf stuff! I know! I have it under control, I promise," Kylie interrupts Malia,

"Good girl!" Malia hugs her, "have fun in school my love,"

"I will," Kylie smiles,

"Run along you're gonna be late," she pats Kylie's shoulder, as she lets go of her hand. Malia stands up next to Scott and they watch Kylie follow Claudia into the school.

Scott sniffles lightly as he puts his arm around Malia. "Are you crying Scotty?" Malia chuckles.

Scott wipes away a tear, "shut up..." he laughs. He spins her round and kisses her, smiling against her lips. She coils her arms round his neck gently and kisses him back. "God I love you," he sighs, shaking his head.

"I love you too Scotty."

Okay I finished it!!! Sorry it took me so long; I'd lost motivation completely with this story. I don't even really watch teen wolf anymore so I'm sorry if this wasn't the best ending you could've hoped for. But it's better than leaving you hanging like I'd done for the past... year? Was it? I've lost count. So yeah I'm sorry again. I am active on this account writing new stories so you can check that out if you want to :) But this is the end of this story. I hope you enjoyed it.