All the begging for an explanation from Chris didn't work. He took off after Jordan and the Beast with Gerard in tow. Then Scott and Liam took the last living Dread Doctor and brought him to Deaton to get more answers.

Marlow pocketed her phone. No news from anyone. But that didn't seem to matter anyway. Mason was gone. Marlow rubbed her forehead. Riley joined her side, lightly squeezing her shoulder. "I know," she started. Marlow rolled her eyes. She didn't need another lecture. It was hopeless. "Hey, listen to me. We're going to save Mason. Somehow. He will be back. Right now we need to get moving and do something. I locked Theo in the shed with a simple containment spell. It's going to wear off in like an hour but it's gonna give us a head start."

Riley crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Don't give me that look," she said. "Listen, I get it. You're tired of hearing pep talk after pep talk when nothing ever seems to work out but this isn't the first dire situation you've been in. It always works out somehow. And it will work out again this time."

Marlow sighed. "You're right. What do we do next?"

"Where is Theo?"

Marlow rolled her eyes and turned around to see Tracy stalking their way. She raised her arms. "I don't know, Tracy. Deep down he is a big 'ole coward. He might have skipped town already."

Riley bit her lip. Marlow was worse at being an actress than she was at being a liar. The containment spell would keep Tracy out for a bit but eventually, she'd find her way in and get Theo out. "Desperate times call for drastic measures," she mumbled.

"Just cut the crap and tell me where he is."

Riley picked up a nearby branch heavy enough to knock Tracy out and hit her over the head with it. Tracy groaned and went down on the floor. Marlow stared at Riley, eyes-wide-open. "Desperate times..."

Marlow nudged Tracy with her foot, turning her over. She was out cold. "Drastic measures." Marlow nodded. She looked up at Riley. "Where do we go from here? Because I have no idea what to do now."

Riley sighed. "I don't know what to do either. But..." she pulled her phone out of her pocket, waving it in front of Marlow's face. "Let's just call someone."

Before Marlow could ask any further questions, Riley had already dialed a number. "Hey, Liam! Give me a rundown?" she nodded as Liam explained everything to her. Marlow frantically waved her hands. "Okay, thank you. Good luck with everything. See you soon."

She hung up the phone and looked at Marlow once more. "Alright. Bad news first, the Dread Doctor is dead and the Beast remembered its name which is why we're stuck with Sebastien now. The good news though, they found a way for Mason to remember his real name. Which is why we need to get Lydia."

Marlow nodded. Riley grabbed her hand. "Hold on, Marls."

Marlow closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was to come. The two appeared inside the Sheriff's office. Marlow hunched over. "I will never get used to this," she croaked, trying not to throw up. She expected Riley to chuckle once more but the girl was quiet. Marlow straightened out. Her eyes widened upon seeing why Riley was so quiet.

Noah was laying on the floor of the bullpen, trying to get to his gun. Deputy Clark was unconscious. And Sebastien Valet had his claws in Lydia's throat as she screamed at him. He was flung across the room. Lydia fell to her knees. Blood streamed out of her neck, drenching her shirt. "Lyds!" Marlow yelled as she joined her side.

Hayden stood by the door. Sebastien got up once more, his gaze meeting Hayden's. "Hayden. Your name is Hayden," he said. He roared, rushing at her. Riley dashed to Hayden's side and shoved her out of the way.

She fell to her knees and hit the floor with a thud. "Riley!" Marlow yelled, eyes-wide-open as she looked at her best friend bleeding out on the floor in front of her. Noah grabbed a hold of Lydia. Marlow rushed over to Riley in a dazed state.

She ripped a piece off her shirt and pressed it onto the gaping wound on Riley's neck. "Oh, no," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. She pressed down on the wound. "What do I do?"

She looked around the bullpen. Clark was still out cold. Hayden was gone. Noah had picked Lydia up. Marlow looked back at Riley. Her best friend's eyes flickered back and forth between their normal green and their werecoyote blue color. "Riley, hold on. Hold on, girl, I'm gonna fix you."

"Sa... Save Mason," she uttered before her blue eyes faded and she went still.

Marlow's breath started to come out in ragged heaps. "Oh... Oh no," she mumbled, staring at her best friend's bloodied corpse. "Oh, my God." Tears started welling in her eyes. She tried catching her breath but it was as if it was escaping her lungs. Noah grabbed her hand. Marlow looked up at him. "What do I do?"

Noah sighed heavy-heartedly. "There's nothing you can do. I'm sorry."

Marlow started to sob, finally letting out emotions she had been stockpiling for nearly nine years. "No..." she insisted as her dad beckoned her to get up. She shook her head and tried to stay at Riley's side - even when Noah pulled her off the floor and out of the Sheriff's station. She had been so hell-bent on saving one friend, she completely lost sight of the others.

Marlow sat in the hospital's waiting room, trying to keep her crying under control. Her clothes and hands were stained with Riley's blood. Lydia would be fine. She was already getting treated by Melissa so she could use her voice again. But Marlow only halfway listened when Scott had explained that to her. Her mind was numbed.

She didn't even notice that Liam had sat down next to her until he started stammering. Marlow turned her head to look at him. "What?"

Liam shook his head. "Uh, well, I just said that I'm sorry about Riley."

Marlow nodded. "Me too," she said, though her voice barely rose from a whisper. There were tears welling in her eyes again. She pressed her palms into her eyes, trying to stop herself from crying. "How do I tell Parrish about this?"

"I'm sure your dad can do it," Liam replied. Marlow sniffled, rubbing her palms on her jeans. "Hey..." he grabbed her hand. She looked at him once more. "You know this isn't your fault, right? Sebastien killed Riley, not you."

Marlow let her head drop against the wall behind her. She might have not killed her, but she signed her death warrant when she brought her to Beacon Hills. "If it weren't for me, Riley would still be safe in LA."

"Yeah, where she was living out on the street and no one knew she existed and she thought her uncle was dead," Liam reminded her. Marlow sobbed. Liam sighed. "Sorry, but you know what I mean. Bringing Riley here was the right thing to do. She's not dead because of you."

Scott and Stiles rushed towards them, an injured Lydia in tow. "Liam, come on. We need to get to the tunnels and find Parrish." Scott told him. "Marlow..." he went on. "You don't have to go. Not with Riley..."

He sighed. Marlow sniffled defiantly and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Forget it," she stated. She got up from the chair. She didn't feel up for it. And she should have probably stayed and gotten herself under control but she had made a vow to save Mason. She wouldn't lose another best friend. "Riley didn't die for nothing."

Marlow tried to keep up with Scott, Lydia, and Liam. Theo was most definitely out of his containment and no one knew how much time they had left to get Mason back. Suddenly, the trio in front of her stopped walking. "Scott? You hear that?" Liam whispered.

"I heard that," Lydia replied.

"Lydia, save your voice," Scott said.

Marlow closed her eyes and listened to her surroundings. It sounded like electricity. She opened her eyes, realizing the tunnel floors were wet. "Oh no."

"Hey... Lydia, get out of the water!" Liam demanded. He shoved her against the wall as himself, Marlow, and Scott were electrocuted.

Marlow writhed on the floor as electricity ran through her body. She roared, the pain too much to bear. It stopped as quickly as it came and Marlow could see Theo shove Lydia down a manhole. Scott was able to grab her before she could fall. But Theo seemed to have everything planned out. He dug his claws into Scott's side. "Feel that, Scott?" he asked. "Kanima venom."

Marlow clenched her fists, trying to get up off the floor. "Just let it happen. Let it go. Let everything go," Theo went on.

"No!" Scott yelled. Marlow heard Lydia scream. The Beast roared in the distance.

"You hear that?" Theo asked. "That's the sound of real power."

He walked off and Marlow finally sat up. Her body was still aching from the shock but she would have time to rest once everything was over. Someone extended their hand out to her. She looked up, meeting eyes with Deucalion. "Holy hell."

"Nice to see you too, Marlow," Deucalion said. He pulled her off the floor, then Liam. "Now, why don't we go after Theo?"

Marlow raised her hands. "Hold the hell on! You're working with Theo."

"No, he's not," Scott chimed in as Liam helped him up. Marlow narrowed her eyes at him. "We've been working together the entire time."

Marlow threw her hands up, sighing defeatedly. "Seriously?"

Scott nodded. "Yes. Let's go."

Marlow couldn't believe Scott had been working with Deucalion the entire time. They rushed after Theo. He wasn't far away, already lying on the ground a few feet away. He looked up at Deucalion angrily. "You lied to me," he said. Deucalion crouched in front of him. "You and Scott..."

"That's right, Theo," Deucalion told him. He took off his sunglasses, revealing that he wasn't blind again after all. "The whole time."

"It would've never worked."

"It could have worked. With Belasko's talons." Deucalion said. He put his hands around Theo's face and twisted his head.

"You broke my neck," Theo gasped.

"And good luck with that," Deucalion said. He got up and turned to Scott and Liam. "There's an access grate that leads to the sublevel. I think we can get to Lydia there."

"What about Mason?" Liam asked.

"We can still save your friend."

"Let's go," Scott said.

They turned to walk away. Shots rang out. Marlow felt a bullet lodged itself into her spine. She groaned and fell to the floor next to Deucalion. "This just isn't my day."

Marlow nodded, looking over at him. "Tell me about it."

"This is a surprising alliance, Scott. You and Deucalion?" Gerard asked. Marlow roared. She knew they shouldn't have kept him around. "How long have you been planning this clever little double-cross?"

"About as long as he and I have been planning this one," Chris said. He walked up ahead and threw Scott a cane.

"What are you doing?" Gerard asked his son.

"I knew when I brought you back, it would never be about saving lives. Only about immortalizing your own," Chris replied. They pointed their guns at each other. "Scott, go." he went on. Scott worriedly looked at Marlow on the floor. She nodded at him. "Go, now!" Chris yelled.

Scott and Liam took off. Marlow watched in suspense as Chris and Gerard pointed their guns at each other wordlessly. She held her breath as a shot rang out. She looked up. Chris was fine. A sigh of relief escaped her lungs. Gerard had been hit. He took off. Chris turned around to Marlow and Deucalion. "Are you okay?"

Marlow nodded. "We'll be fine. Go. Catch your maniac father."

Chris lingered for a few seconds, then he took off after Gerard. Marlow groaned as she reached behind her back. She screamed, the pain burning through her entire body. Finally, she managed to pull the bullet out. She rolled it between her fingers, then tossed it aside. "Screw this day."

"We'll heal," Deucalion reminded her.

She waved him off. "I know that. I just..." she clenched her fists. She didn't even want to think of Riley.

"Hey, where's your new sidekick?" Theo suddenly asked. Marlow bit the inside of her cheek. She didn't owe Theo anything. "She's dead, isn't she?"

"Shut your mouth, Theo!"

"Sorry, it's just... I can smell her blood all over you. And I was just wondering," he started. Marlow wanted nothing more than to just get up and finally give Theo his well-deserved ass-kicking. "She's like this, werecoyote-witch, right? Wouldn't that give her more power? How come she didn't heal?"

"What do you care?"

"I don't. Not really, anyway. But I had just always wondered whether or not she would have been a good addition to my pack."

Marlow scoffed. "Considering you have both Josh and Tracy's powers, I don't think you have a pack at this point. Tell me Deucalion, did he kill the two?"

Deucalion nodded. "He most certainly did."

"Thought so."

"Though he does have a bit of a point," Deucalion mused.

"What?" Marlow asked. Her wound had just about healed and she was ready to go after Scott and Liam and get Mason back.

"A werecoyote-witch..." Deucalion whispered.

Marlow groaned. She was afraid he was about to start speaking in riddles, so instead of staying and listening, she pushed herself up off the floor. Slowly, she managed to get up. She groaned. She looked down at Deucalion, trying to keep her balance. "Go, save your friend. I have something I need to think about," he told her.

Marlow was confused. She didn't have time to stay though. So she took off, leaving Theo and Deucalion behind. Riley didn't die in vain. She would make sure of it. She followed the boys' scent, even though that was nearly impossible in the tunnels.

She nearly crashed into Lydia and Kira on the way. "Where have you been?" she asked Kira. Marlow hadn't seen the young Kitsune for hours.

Kira waved her off. "It doesn't matter. We have to get to the boys, now!"

The girls ran. Marlow had no idea where they were going but the girls seemed to know the way. Marlow could hear roaring. They arrived at an open door. Scott fell to the floor and Sebastien turned around. "Mason!" Lydia said. Sebastien walked towards them. Most likely to finish the job.

"I think you're gonna need to try it a little louder," Kira said.

Sebastien's eyes started glowing blue. He turned into the Beast right in front of their eyes. "Mason!" Lydia yelled. Marlow cringed, trying to drown the sound of Lydia's scream out. The Beast disappeared into a cloud of smoke. It roared out before completely disappearing. Lydia stopped screaming.

Marlow looked up as Mason stepped out of the cloud of smoke. Corey materialized in front of the wall and caught Mason in his arms. Marlow let out an excited gasp. She wrapped Lydia into a side hug. "You did it! Oh, my God."

The Beast screamed, trying to escape the tunnel in its smokey form. Parrish dashed at it, engulfed in fire. He held it in place and looked over at the group. "Scott!" he yelled. Scott looked at the cane in his hand, then tossed it at the Beast. It screamed out once more and eventually disappeared into thin air.

There was a stunned silence in the room. Parrish was back to his human self. The Beast had been defeated. Mason was safe. "Is everyone okay?" Scott asked.

"Not everyone," Theo chimed in before anyone could answer. He was engulfed in electric bolts. Marlow growled.

Kira pushed past her, her sword drawn. Theo hurled a lightning bolt at her. Kira deflected it with her sword. "The Skinwalkers have a message for you, Theo," she told him. Theo stopped being charged with Josh's power and shot Kira a confused glance. "Your sister wants to see you."

She stabbed her sword in the ground. It opened up before their eyes, swallowing Theo whole. "Scott, help me! No! No! Scott! Help me, Scott! No! Scott! Help me!"

Finally, Theo was swallowed up. A feeling of relief rushed over Marlow. Mason was safe. The Beast, the Dread Doctors, and Theo had finally been defeated. She rushed to Mason and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh, my God!" she gasped. She held back a sob. "I thought I would never see you again."

Mason squeezed back. Her phone rang. "Hold on," she mumbled. She pulled her phone out of her pocket. She looked at the display. It was Deaton. "Yeah?" she nodded. "Got it. They'll be right over," she told him. She hung up the phone and turned to Liam. "You better get to the animal clinic ASAP. It's about Hayden."

Liam's eyes widened. He looked over at Scott. The two took off. Marlow turned to Parrish, a lump forming in her phone. "We need to talk," she told him. She turned to the others. "Let's get out of here. I can't stand the sight of this place anymore."

Marlow walked towards the morgue. She had no idea what Deucalion wanted from her but it couldn't have been anything good. It had been two days. Parrish, as expected, didn't take the news about his niece's death well. Marlow had cried enough tears to water an entire garden.

She just wanted to start new. Work through Riley's death and finish the rest of her sophomore year in peace. Malia and Stiles were safe as well. The Desert Wolf had been defeated. Mason was fine. He seemed to be back to normal. Hayden could only be saved by Scott's bite.

Marlow halted in front of the morgue doors. Parrish was standing in front of them. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What are you doing here?"

Parrish turned to Marlow. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Someone named 'Deucalion' called me. He told me to come here. Any idea why?"

Marlow shrugged. "I wish I knew. Trust me, I don't want to be here as well. Let's just go in and find out," she said. She took a deep breath. She didn't want to go but she trusted Deucalion. If he summoned them to the morgue, he would have a good reason for it. Marlow pushed open the doors and walked inside.

She halted, looking at Deucalion standing over Riley's dead body. "Hey, what the hell are you doing with my niece?" Parrish asked angrily.

Marlow held him back. "That's Deucalion," she told him. She turned back to the Alpha. "But he's right. What are you doing with Riley's body?"

Deucalion turned around to face them. "When I heard that your friend was a werecoyote-witch, my interest in her was peaked. You see, I once knew a lovely couple. Jonah was a werecoyote and Sophie was a witch. One day, they had a child."

Marlow looked at Riley's body. It was drained of its color. The wound on her neck looked had dried out at that point. She had no idea what Deucalion was hinting at. Though she wasn't exactly surprised that he knew Riley's parents. They seemed to have been popular among their kinds.

"For a few years, everyone believed she had taken after her mother only. Then, at age four, she experienced her first full moon and it became apparent that she was a hybrid. They are rather rare among the supernatural community, but every once in a while it happens."

"Get to the point, please," Marlow chimed in.

Deucalion raised his finger. "Ah, yes, the point. The point is that when I heard she died, I had an epiphany. You see, when hybrids die, they never truly die. They just..."

Marlow closed her eyes. She had felt as though there had been four heartbeats in the room the entire time. The fourth one was faint. "Evolve?"

"Exactly, my dear Marlow. They are comprised of two supernatural races after all. So, my thought was that one of the halves died. And the other just needed some time to regenerate."

Parrish looked at his niece's body. "So, you're saying..."

"She's been alive this entire time, yes," Deucalion told him.

Marlow was frozen in place. She had been agonizing over Riley's death for two days at that point. If there was even the slightest of chances that she was still alive...

She wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. Parrish took the words right out of her mouth. "Which half died?"

"That, I do not know," Deucalion replied. He shrugged when he noticed Marlow and Parrish's looks. "I know quite a bit but even my knowledge ends somewhere. My best guess is that her stronger half probably made it out alive."

Marlow could hear Riley's heart starting to beat stronger. She was still unable to move. Even as Riley's chest began to move, she stood still. Parrish walked over to Riley's side, worriedly glancing down at her. "And you think she'll come out normal? Like, with no repercussions?"

"Once again, she never truly died. So, yes, I do think she will come back just as she was."

"Her heart is beating stronger. I can hear it," Marlow finally brought out. She walked up next to Deucalion. She narrowed her eyes at her neck. "Is the wound..."

"Disappearing? Yes, I believe it is."

The wound slowly disappeared. The entire thing was too weird to understand. Suddenly, Riley sucked in a deep breath. She grabbed the sides of the steel bar and opened her eyes. They were now glowing purple, instead of her former blue eyes. Riley sat up with a start. Marlow and Parrish jumped back. Riley's breath came out in ragged heaps as she looked around the room. She tightened her grip on the sheet that was covering her body.

"Oh, my God," Parrish whispered. He pulled Riley into a hug.

"What happened?" Riley asked, her voice raspy.

"I think your uncle can explain that to you. I should get going," Deucalion replied. He turned and walked out of the morgue. Marlow rushed after him. She had questions.

She walked up in front of him. He stopped in his tracks. "Why did no one remember Riley?"

Deucalion sighed. "I..." Marlow gave him a look. She knew he was about to lie. He didn't even have to open his mouth. "I don't know for certain. I haven't seen her parents in ten years after all. But, I do know that around the time of their disappearance, they were dealing with a particularly nasty demon."

Marlow raised her eyebrows. "A de... demo... what?"

Deucalion chuckled lightly. "Yes, Marlow, even demons are real. But unless you are attacked by one, you will probably never even come face-to-face with them. The witches among us take care of them every day."

Marlow narrowed her eyes at him. "That's not all you know."

"No, it is not," Deucalion admitted.

Marlow crossed her arms in front of her shoulder. "Tell me. Why does no one remember Riley?"

Marlow sat in the boy's locker room at school, waiting for Liam to show up. It had been twenty minutes already and she feared he wouldn't show. She sighed, deciding to give him a few more minutes. Normally, she would let sleeping dogs lie. She had made a mistake when she broke up with Liam and she would have to pay for it.

She knew that every time the two met there was something between them. She could practically feel his lingering gazes on her. But he was with Hayden and Marlow knew she couldn't just expect him to come back to her. That wasn't why they were meeting anyway. Marlow had to get something off her chest. Something she couldn't tell Riley or Mason or anyone else around her. She trusted Liam to keep a secret.

The door opened and Liam finally walked in. "Close it, please. I have to tell you about some sensitive information."

Liam nodded and closed the door. He walked up to Marlow. "So, this is a little weird."

"You can say that again," Marlow said, a faint smile forming on her lip. Liam chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not here to demand you get back with me. I know I made a huge mistake letting you go."

There was the slightest change of expression on Liam's face. Marlow bit her lip. Once again, she could tell there was still something between the two. It was not over. She held back her next comment. "Okay, okay, no need to gloat," she joked instead.

"What did you want to talk about?" Liam asked. Marlow could tell he wanted to end the conversation as fast as possible.

Before Marlow could answer, the door was pushed open once more. Her heart jumped. Mason rushed into the room. "Guys, what are you doing? I thought we were all studying in the library to do some catch-up work."

Marlow looked at her phone and sighed. "Sorry, Mase. I forgot," she told him. She grabbed her bag and got off from the bench.

Liam grabbed her arm before she could walk past him. "Wait, what did you wanna tell me?" he whispered.

Marlow looked over at Mason, then back at Liam. "It can wait," she assured him.

His eyebrows furrowed. Marlow pushed past him before he could ask more questions. She threw her arm around Mason's shoulder and the two walked out into the hallway. Liam rushed after them. "I am so glad to have you back," Marlow said, squeezing Mason tightly. "Oh, and also, I know you ate your twin in the womb. Don't you dare think I'm gonna let you live that down."

Mason chuckled. "You are such a rascal, Marlow Stilinski."

"Well, what can I tell 'ya?" she shrugged.

The trio met up with Riley, Corey, and Hayden in the library. Marlow could feel Liam's gaze lingering on her already. She chose to ignore it. She didn't want to act on her feelings and alienate Hayden in the process, especially if she was completely misreadings Liam's feelings.

Marlow plopped down on a chair next to Riley. Mason and Corey disappeared into aisles almost immediately. Marlow smiled at them. Then she looked over at Scott, Stiles, and Lydia sitting at a nearby table. Malia was still off dealing with the fall-out from her fight with her mother. Kira had left for the desert already. Marlow had had her tearful goodbye with the young Kitsune, her first real girl friend, a day prior.

Scott met Marlow's gaze. The two smiled at each other. Soon enough, he, Stiles, Malia, and Lydia would graduate and it would be up to Marlow to deal with any future supernatural shenanigans. She looked over at Riley, still unable to grasp the thought that her best friend had nearly died a few days ago. "How's life as a witch, Riles?"

Riley dropped her pen onto her notebook and leaned back in her chair. "Honestly, very cool. I barely feel that my werecoyote side is gone. Well, apart from not being able to heal but I can work around that. I'm just kinda pissed I missed the big fight."

Marlow chuckled lightly. Riley turned back to her school work and Marlow's gaze wandered around the library once more. All of her friends were safe. Maybe she could finally have that peace she had wanted to feel the whole year. Her smile slowly faded. She should have talked to Liam. She looked at Riley, fidgeting with her fingers. No, she couldn't tell her. Not yet. How was she supposed to tell her best friend that her supposedly dead parents were still alive?