The cold breeze hit my face. It was late and I needed to get home before Blair went in to full meltdown mode. Being back in Beacon Hills felt strange, well actually being back in the mortal realm honestly was what felt so weird. The barrier between everything was thinner here so going back and forth wasn't as hard.

I walked past the ice rink when I heard a lot of commotion that shouldn't have been coming from an ice rink after 10pm. I slid through the partly cracked door and then I saw him and I swear my heart almost fluttered. The feeling only lasted until I saw the other people standing near him. The three teens didn't really register at first but the adult did because I recognized him. I clenched my fists and immediately approached the ice rink.

I picked up the broom to my right as I walked out. I watched as he was held down on the ice. The person holding him down must have noticed my approach because I saw him turn. His betas were useless to help him as I shoved him to the ground, snapped the broom bottom off and shoved it directly into his shoulder. He tried scooting away from me and I leaned down on the broom, it going completely through his body and tapping against the ice.

"Marcy?" I heard his voice behind me, low with this mangled tinge to it.

"Hi, Scott." I said, turning around and beaming at him with an award winning smile.

"Don't kill him." Scott begged.

I leaned down to him, grabbing the broom against him and jerking it out in one swoop. The blood covering my hand smelled almost sour but I was intent on proving a point. I looked at his betas, all of them pretty much cowering and I let my eyes shift as I licked the blood from my palm.

"Man, bad alpha blood is disgusting." I grimaced, I hovered over him as he panted on the ground. "Derek, don't make me actually hurt you."

I grabbed Scott under the arm and hoisted him up.

"Where are we going?" I asked, smiling.

"Can you take me to Deaton's?" Scott asked with a groan.

"You still work for him?" I asked with a laugh. "Give me just a minute."

I jerked him up, holding him bridal style, I gave my legs a little shake before I took off. We were in front of Deaton's office in a good five minutes. I knocked on the door. Deaton opened the door and I thought he was going to pass out when he saw me.

"Marceline?" Deaton asked, breathlessly.

"Yes, I know. Big shock after I got sucked into a higher hell dimension." I laughed. "Take him, if I don't get back soon, Blair is going to lose it."

"We need to talk." Scott managed to say.

"My dude, you are looking rough so you get fixed up and we'll talk tomorrow at school." I said, passing him off to Deaton.

I turned and headed back home. I unlocked the door before it was jerked open and Blair was standing there teary eyed. She immediately hugged me.

"Blair, its fine." I said, patting her back. "She knows she can't pull me down again now unless I consent to it. We made a blood pact."

"Go to bed, you're going back tomorrow." She said, releasing me.

I went to my room and climbed into bed after throwing on pajamas. Tomorrow would be interesting.