Beacon Hills, sometime in 2014
Marlow leaned against the front desk of the police station with a sigh. Her father may have not handcuffed her to a desk like he did Stiles once they got back from Mexico but he still grounded both her and Stiles for the entire summer. They had to spend nearly three months locked away at home. Stiles had to beg Noah to be allowed to go to his Senior Scribe. Noah wanted to remain with his sentencing but eventually gave in and let him go.
After several attempts to escape through her window, Marlow was forced to come to the station with her dad whenever he worked. The last night of summer was one of those times. Marlow had taken in a nap in the holding cell when she was awoken by the burgeoning storm and walked out into the bullpen. Everyone was busy as the storm was starting to hit and nervous people all over town started calling because the power was beginning to go out. The lights in the station flickered once more and Marlow watched as Deputy Parrish picked up the phone at the front desk once more with a sigh.
He had been relegated to desk duty until Lydia could help him figure out what kind of shapeshifter he was and he wasn't having it anymore. Marlow understood his predicament. She and Liam were just starting to go steady with their relationship and then she hadn't seen him for months. Deputies were hurrying out of the station. "Yes, ma'am, we're having trouble with the power as well. It's most likely related to the storm." Parrish told the woman on the other line. He hung up the phone as Noah walked out of his office.
"Parrish! Check the backup generator and make sure it's fueled," he ordered. The phones were still ringing off the hook. "And Parrish. Answer the phone." Noah added. Parrish sighed and gave Marlow a look. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What?" she asked. "Can you answer the phone for a second?" he asked her. Marlow tilted her head. "Is that legal?" she asked. He held up two fingers. "Two minutes." he pleaded. Marlow sighed and walked behind the counter. "Thank you so much!" Parrish said. He squeezed her arm and walked right into her dad's office.
Marlow fought the urge to pick up the phone and tell the person on the other line that she was being held hostage at the police station. Most calls were about the power outage anyways. A few minutes later Parrish walked out of Noah's office and up to his desk. He grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. "Hold on, you get to leave?" Marlow asked. Parrish shrugged. "Wait! Take me with you," she demanded. But Parrish had already walked out of the station. Marlow dropped her head down on the front desk with a sigh.
Noah walked out of his office once more as Marlow took another phone call. "Yes, sir, we're having trouble with the power as well. It's due to the storm," she said. She didn't know what to say exactly so she just repeated what Parrish said each time. "Marlow, why are you answering the phone?" Noah asked. Marlow shrugged. "I guess you're understaffed, dad," she said. Noah sighed as he looked out into the mostly empty bullpen. "Just, redirect the important calls to me," he told her. Marlow nodded and braced herself for the next few hours.
Parrish had been out investigating the noise complaint about over an hour and Marlow was beginning to drown in phone calls. It had been the busiest night at the station that summer and more and more people were being brought in to the station. They ranged from suspects about to be questioned to drunks who get to sleep off their high in the holding cell. Marlow groaned out as the phone rang again. "I wanna die!" she yelled. "Your punishment ends tomorrow!" Noah reminded her. That didn't help her now.
She jumped as two Deputies carried a struggling teen into the station. "Hey, keep it moving, buddy. Come on." Deputy Clark told the boy. "You guys are making a mistake." the boy said. Marlow leaned forward on the desk to confirm her suspicions about who the perp was. Her eyes didn't betray her. It was Donovan Donati. She had seen him in and out of the station a couple of times that summer. "Hey." Deputy Clark warned as Donovan tried to free herself from her grip. "All right," he said. "Come on," Clark told him. She grabbed his arm tighter.
"Ow! What the hell are you trying to do? Break my arm?" Donovan asked appalled. "Keep struggling and I'll be aiming for a compound fracture," Clark told him. Noah walked out of his office. "Donovan, you forgot what the judge said, didn't you? 'Next time is jail time.'" he told the young man. "Stilinski What? Hold up. Come on." Donovan said. "What's he in for?" Noah asked. "B and E. And he was carrying a loaded.38," Clark told him. "Okay, it wasn't mine. Sheriff, come on. It wasn't mine." Donovan told him pleadingly. Marlow rolled her eyes. From what she had seen him get arrested for throughout the summer an armed robbery didn't seem too far off.
"Book him." Noah finally said. "Oh, you're dead," Donovan said. Marlow perked up. She wasn't about to stand by and watch this dude threaten her father. "Hey, look at me! You're dead! You're dead! You're going to do this to me? You son of a bitch, you're dead! Look at me!" he yelled as the deputies led him off. "Have fun going to jail, Donovan!" Marlow yelled as she looked at her phone. "Can anyone tell me, why the hell Parrish isn't back yet?" Noah yelled angrily.
Marlow looked at her dad. "Maybe we should go look for him," she suggested. Noah sighed. "Marlow, you can go home," he told her. "Alone? It's raining buckets outside and I don't have a car yet." Marlow reminded her dad. Noah sighed again. "Dear God. Alright, but you're staying inside the car," he told his daughter firmly. Marlow nodded. Anything to get out of the station. She grabbed her jacket and followed her dad out to the Sheriff's car.
The car ride was quiet. Marlow didn't know what to talk about. And she felt as though her dad was still thinking about Donovan. She took a good look at her dad. He was quiet as well, his eyes fixed on the road. Marlow knew the Donovan situation got to him. She knew he had a history with Donovan's dad. "Hey dad," Marlow said. Noah kept his eyes on the road. "Mmmh." he hummed. "You know it's not your fault, right?" Marlow asked him. Noah halted for a second, then looked over at his daughter. "What isn't, honey?" he asked. Marlow sighed. "You know, Donovan and his criminal masterplans that always fail," she told him.
"Marlow," Noah said with a sigh. Marlow turned her head to face him. "No, dad. Donovan made his own choices. Choices that lead him to where he is now. You gave him a chance. Several chances. He didn't take them and now he's going to jail. You did the best you could. It's not your fault." she told him. She truly meant it. Marlow hated it whenever her dad blamed himself for having to book a kid. It was their choice and not his fault. Noah sighed once more. He took his hand off the steering wheel patted her thigh. "Thank you," he said.
Marlow smiled at him. "It's just the truth," she said. Noah turned into a road. Marlow thought they were close to the house. "I'm sorry for keeping you locked up at home all summer. I know it was hard on you, especially not seeing Liam," he said with a joking wink. Marlow rolled her eyes. "Dad, I told you that you don't have to be scared for me. Liam is a sweetheart and I know how to defend myself." she reminded him. She flicked out her claws and he slightly flinched. "Woah!" he yelled. Marlow retracted the claws with a slight laugh. "Sorry," she said. Noah laughed.
"No worries. I know, Liam is nice but I also know that he's your first boyfriend and I just want you to be safe," he told her. Marlow cringed. "Dad, please! We went through sex ed in Freshman year. I know about all of that." she told him. Noah laughed again. "I know you know. I just wanted to remind you," he said as he stopped the cruiser in front of a decrepit looking house. He cut the engine and opened the door. "Hey, should I come with you? In case there's any trouble?" Marlow asked. Noah smiled at her. "No, thank you, Deputy Stilinski. I think I can handle this one on my own," he said. Marlow smiled back. "Be careful," she warned as Noah shut the car door. He gave her a wave and carefully approached the house.
Marlow sighed and looked at her phone. She had attempted to text Liam all night. It was another full moon after all - she could feel it. But he hadn't responded. Marlow was sure Scott could handle it but she still didn't trust Stiles around Liam. Marlow attempted to call Liam. He didn't answer. Neither did Scott or Stiles. She was starting to think something had gone down without her knowing about it. The young werecoyote looked out of the car window. The storm was getting worse. She could see several bolts of lightning striking in the difference.
Marlow didn't know why but something felt off. She wondered how long her dad had been in the house. She looked at the clock and realized five minutes had already passed. If it was only a noise complaint neither Parrish or her dad should be taking that long to come back out of the house. Marlow slowly opened the door and got out of the car. Her heart was racing. It didn't even look like anyone was living in the house. She walked around the hood of the car and up the driveway to the house. She wished she would have dressed better for the weather but Marlow hadn't expected the storm either.
She rubbed her bare arms and regretted only wearing a sleeveless top and hot pants. The wind picked up and Marlow's long blonde hair whipped around her face. "Oh, man. I should have probably stayed in the car," she said. She was getting scared and felt like she should have just walked home. "This is the beginning of every horror movie." she sang quietly, trying to calm herself down. Marlow stopped shortly before the porch. She saw a 'For Sale' sign in front of the house, which only further cemented her belief that the noise complaint was bogus and simply a trap.
Before she could walk into the house her dad came busting out of the front door carrying Parrish. The young Deputy had bleeding claw marks on his chest and Marlow stumbled back, nearly tumbling down the stairs. "Get in the car, Marlow!" Noah yelled. Marlow nodded numbly and jumped back into the passenger side of the cruiser. "What happened?!" she asked as Noah loaded Parrish into the back of the car. "I don't know. I have to get to the hospital. Call Melissa and tell her we're coming!" he ordered. Marlow nodded and dialed Melissa's number. Whatever hurt Parrish probably wouldn't stop with him and Marlow was getting worried about her friends.
Marlow paced up and down in front of the morgue. She wasn't allowed to go in and still couldn't reach anyone in the Pack due to the storm. Something was happening and she felt like she was just uselessly standing around, doing nothing. Marlow growled and ran towards the elevators. She was gonna run to the school if she had to. She had to tell her friends something. She got on the elevator and pushed the ground floor button. Once the doors opened she was suddenly met with Liam. "Hey," she said with a smile. "Hey," he said. She walked out of the elevator and engulfed him a hug.
Marlow had missed Liam immensely. It had been nearly nine weeks since they'd seen each other and it was getting unbearable. "I missed you," she told him. They broke apart and he kissed her. "I missed you too," he said with a smile. "What are you doing here? I thought you were grounded until tomorrow," he added. Marlow pointed down to the floor. "My dad's down there with Parrish and Melissa. Something clawed Parrish and I was on my way to the school to warn the others. I don't think this was a one-off thing." she explained. Liam gave her a knowing look.
"Should I come with you?" he asked. Marlow nodded. "Absolutely. I need all the help I can get," she said, absent-mindedly. "Okay, then let's go," he said and grabbed her hand. She looked at him and smiled at him. "Let's go." she nodded. "Do you have a car?" Marlow asked as they ran towards the front door. "Nope. We're gonna have to make a run for it." Liam told her. Marlow nodded and sighed. "Alright then," she said and the couple ran out into the pouring rain.
Marlow was running closely behind Liam as they arrived at school. She still had no clue what attacked Parrish and was getting more worried by the second. They hadn't found Scott but could see Stiles and Malia seeking refuge from the rain. They had just had a moment and Marlow wanted to tell Liam to slow down. When he ran up to them, Malia quickly turned around and violently pushed him to the ground. Marlow was close enough behind him that his fall accidentally took her down with him. "Ow!" Marlow complained as she sat up. Liam huffed out in pain.
"Oh, my God," Stiles said. Liam opened his eyes and looked up at them. "Scott's in trouble," he said. Malia looked up at Stiles. Marlow got off the floor and pulled Liam up. "We gotta go. Right now!" she yelled at them. Stiles nodded and the four of them ran off to find Scott. "I think Scott and Kira are under the bridge!" Stiles yelled as they ran through the rain. They didn't need to search further as they heard growls and roaring coming from under the bridge. When they arrived, Scott was kneeling on the ground and a strange giant werewolf had his claws dug into Scott's chest.
Marlow, Liam, Stiles, and Malia came to a halt and Marlow and Liam growled at the scene. Kira stood at the side with her katana drawn and there was another stranger next to her in full shift. Scott groaned out and Marlow was scared that he was dying. But then he got up off the floor slowly, grabbed the stranger's arm and twisted it. He groaned out and ripped his arm away. His claws fell to the floor. "I don't know who you are or what you thought you were going to do, but I'll give you a choice," Scott told the stranger.
"You can stay and I'll break something else. Or you can run," he said. The stranger looked over at the group as if to seek guidance. "I'd run," Stiles told him. The stranger got up off the floor and ran. Marlow was still in shock. Scott and Kira united with their friends as the other stranger turned to them, now back in his human form. Marlow had never seen him before. "You don't remember me, do you?" he asked. Marlow narrowed her eyes at him. "I guess I look a little different since the fourth grade," he added.
"Theo?" Scott suddenly asked. Theo smiled at Scott. Now that Marlow had heard his name she remembered him. His sister died and suddenly he and his family were gone. "You know him?" Malia asked. "They used to," Theo said. "Trust me, I never thought I'd see you guys again. Couple of months ago, I heard of an Alpha in Beacon Hills. When I found out his name was Scott McCall, just couldn't believe it. Not just an Alpha, but a True Alpha." Theo explained, practically gushing over Scott. Marlow gave Theo a skeptical look. Why would Theo want to be in Scott's Pack? And why now?
"What do you want?" Scott asked. "I came back to Beacon Hills. Back home with my family. Because I want to be a part of your pack." Theo told him. Everyone was silent. What were they supposed to say? Theo let out a small laugh. "Don't worry, I get it. You're gonna need some time to think about it," he said. Marlow felt oddly drawn to him, yet there was a still a stinge of distrust inside her. He turned around and looked back at them once more. "I'll see you at school," he said with a smirk. He walked away and the Pack was left wondering what the hell had just happened.
Marlow narrowed her eyes. "What?" she asked the others. "Theo's a werewolf too?" she asked. Scott shrugged. "I don't even know anymore," he admitted. Stiles looked at his phone. "Hey, guys. We gotta go," he told the other Seniors. They nodded and walked away to their Senior Scribe. Marlow turned back to Liam. "What?!" she asked again. Liam nodded. "I don't trust him," he said. Marlow sighed as she and Liam walked away from the bridge. "What does he want now? After all these years?" she asked. Liam shrugged. "I wish I knew," he said.
Marlow turned her head to look at Liam. "I guess we'll find out more as the situation unfolds," she said. He nodded. Marlow looked at her phone. "It's late. I should get home. I hope my dad won't get mad about me walking out on my arrest." she said. Liam grabbed her hand with a smirk. "He has the night shift, right?" he asked. Marlow smiled at him. She bit her lip. "Yes. And your dad's still in the hospital?" Marlow asked. Liam nodded. "Your place or mine?" she asked. "Yours," Liam told her. Marlow laughed and they took off for her house. She was happy for now but something was off about this whole situation and she was going to find out what it was.