I choose you - scalia

Chapter 17

Thank you so much for your comments; it really was the highlight of my day. First off am sorry; in my last chapter I promised you this chapter soon. Alas life took over. Second I raked my brain to write the scene when Scott finds out about Kylie and came up empty. So I reread my romance books for inspiration and got it, whew. If you're interested in the books I read; they are 'Invincible' by Joan Johnston and 'Sweet Trouble' by Susan Mallery. They're both secret pregnancy romance books. Lastly, I had fun writing this chapter. Because....... You know what? Read it to find out. Enjoy!

Lydia's heart was beating frantically; she didn't know which one to look at first. They were all beautiful.

"She has his eyes," she responded as picked up a photo of Kylie smiling as she slides down the slide.

"She's all Scott," Stiles agreed as he too looked at the photo. After following Malia, he went back to Lydia's and his apartment and printed the photo.

They were now scattered on top of the dining table. Lydia picked another photo of Kylie and Malia; she was laughing at something Kylie said.

"Malia looks....," Lydia started.

"Happy?" Stiles input.

"Human," Lydia said as she picked through the photos of Malia smiling and laughing with her daughter.

"How old is she?" Lydia asked.

"I don't know; I can't seem to find her anywhere. It is as if she doesn't exist," Stiles replied.

Lydia frowned. "Nothing at all?"

"Literally zero information," Stiles emphasized as he held up his hands.

"What about her?" Lydia asked; holding up a photo of Malia talking to a blond woman.

"I ran her face but nothing came up," Stiles replied.

"My question is why didn't Malia tell Scott she was pregnant?" Stiles inquired.

"I don't think she knew when she left," Lydia said softly.

"What?" Stiles frowned.

"Think about it, Malia just found out her boyfriend kissing his ex. She was heartbroken," Lydia reasoned.

"True but it doesn't stop her to call and say she's pregnant," Stiles responded.

"Maybe she has her reasons," Lydia countered softly. She was staring at the photos and questioning Malia's motive. Why didn't she call her to say she is pregnant? Lydia was hurt that she missed out of one of her friend's millstone.

She felt Stiles' hands on her arm; she look to a worried Stiles.

"You're ok?" he asked, concerned.

Lydia smiled and nodded her head.

"It's hard to imagine what Malia was going through when she found she was pregnant," Lydia stated as she placed her hand on her baby bump.

Stiles kissed her head. "You're doing great," he whispered.

"Ok let's put a timeframe," Lydia suggested.

"Right," Stiles agreed.

"Five years ago Malia flew to Paris," Lydia said.

"And judging from these photos, the girl is probably four years old," Stiles pointed out.

"What's her name?" Lydia frowned.

"Who?" Stiles questioned.

Lydia pointed to a smiling photo of Kylie.

"Oh, her name is Kylie," Stiles provided.