My head was pounding harder than a sailor on short leave. I needed a couple shots. I ordered some whiskey and shot that down. A couple minutes later someone tapped my shoulder. Stiles. "Can I buy you a drink?" "Whatever.""A Jack Daniels on the rocks, shaken, not stirred.""You remember?""Uhuh. And a Budweiser."-A Couple Hours Later-"So why'd you do it?""I thought I was losing you. I panicked.""Why would you think that?""I don't know.""Stiles?""I'm pregnant.""I know". He touched my hand. He looked me in the eye." And I still love you Kenzi" That blew my mind. I almost kissed him.