Signature-STYDIA AU

Unforeseen Uncertainty

Within the next day, Lydia had shared Hayden's findings with everyone: Scott, Allison, Isaac, Malia, Noah, and Natalie. Everyone was gathered in Lydia's living room listening to Lydia's inspirational speech that was uncharacteristically emotional. "I promise that I won't burden any of you with this anymore. I just have this gut feeling that he's there, so I have to find out. I know that I can't do this by myself, so please would you help me, help him."

Surprisingly, Noah was the first to comply. She saw the skepticism in his tired eyes, but also saw the glimmer of hope of finding his son again. Maybe he hadn't lost all of his hope like she presumed. Noah had been afraid to get his hopes up because then he would've reached an all-time low that he wasn't sure he would recover from, a second time. But if this son of a bitch did take his son away from the life that Stiles had built, then Matt would be in for a rude awakening tomorrow. It was something Noah had to do as a dad, grandpop, and a father-in-law. Therefore, Matt's calendar for tomorrow would be an abrupt change to the peaceful trip to his parent's house that he had mentioned to Lydia, turning into a day of reckoning if it were up to Noah.

So a plan was being formulated in Lydia's now fully occupied living room. Their plan would be executed tomorrow, not wasting any time. Allison and Natalie would be in charge of watching Claudia and Avery at Allison's house in LA just in case their suspect, Matt was suspicious that they were on to him.

If they did find Stiles and his abductors at the Northern California house that he was supposedly trapped in, then the team of Noah's best and loyal officers would rescue him. However, Noah tried his best to avoid including any officer who was affiliated with the LAPD or FBI, concluding that there may have been officers on the inside who were hiding the truth behind Stiles' disappearance-with the exception of FBI agent, Rafael McCall, Scott's dad along with a few other trustworthy agents.

Meanwhile, Hayden, Malia, and Kira were in charge of teaming up to cover the situation at hand, all of which included taking video and reporting on the incident. The three girls were in charge of compiling evidence and facts together to solve the enigma that was slowly unfolding before their inquisitive eyes.

Finally, the group had led a stubborn Lydia to suspect that she would be riding with Scott and Isaac to Mountain Ranch to reunite with her husband, only they weren't. For Lydia's safety and her unborn son's, they were going to drive out of LA in the opposite direction away from Mountain Ranch. They knew that Lydia would never abide by their plan to stay with her mother and Allison, so they had to mislead her.

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That night Allison, Malia, and Kira stayed the night with her. Lydia had already tucked her daughters into their beds, not mentioning to them the possibility of their father coming home tomorrow because nothing was certain. It was unknown if he was actually there or let alone his state of well-being.

However, Lydia's questions would be hopefully answered tomorrow as they had hastily devised a plan of action. Lydia had come to the inevitable conclusion that everything could go wrong no matter if he was there or not.

Anyways, Lydia had been surrounded by an unconditional amount of support and love through this tragedy. It had been an affliction to her overly glamourized, anything but private lifestyle. She had endured intermittent showers of tears and ignited fires of frustration; all because she had been so lost without him. There were sleepless nights filled with her heartbroken sobs and the excursion of possible answers to her never-ending questions about his disappearance. It had been difficult holding onto the idea of him, so it was understandable and forgivable that her friends and family had lost hope in a moment of weakness because it's less painful to forget than to wait.

They all fell asleep considerably early after chatting and laughing throughout the melliferous sleepover. Engagements, babies, work, and memories constituted in the warm, satisfying feeling of friendship.