Marlow was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing.
She rubbed her eyes and saw Scott's name on the display.
Mason was still asleep so Marlow answered the call and snuck out into the hallway.
"Yeah?"
"There's an emergency. I need you at the clinic."
Marlow nodded even though Scott couldn't see her.
"I'll be there as soon as possible," she told him.
She hung up the phone, snuck back into the room, and put on a pair of jeans.
It was raining outside, so she grabbed her jacket from her desk chair and put it on.
She wrote a quick note for Mason and snuck out of her room once more.
Her dad would still be at the station after Stiles and Lydia were almost murdered at Eichen House.
Stiles himself was still at the hospital.
Marlow wanted to come as soon as she found out but he refused.
She quickly rushed down the stairs, put on her shoes, and left the house to get to the animal clinic.
Whatever Scott needed her for right after they almost got incinerated must have been really important if they didn't even get the night off to regroup.
The young werecoyote arrived at the clinic soaking wet and out of breath.
She walked into the check-up room to find Scott, Kira, and Deaton already talking with a woman Marlow hadn't met yet.
Brett was there, standing next to a girl Marlow hadn't met yet either.
In fact, most of the people that were sitting in the room were strangers to the girl.
All of them looked plenty battered though.
"Hey," she quickly greeted.
"What happened?" she asked, seeing everyone's faces.
"This is Satomi," Scott replied, pointing at the older woman. "She and her pack were just attacked by hunters."
"And I'm the only part of the cavalry you could get for that?" Marlow asked, pointing at herself.
"For now. Everyone else already has their mission," Kira told her.
Marlow nodded.
She walked up to the steel bar.
"And what is our mission?"
"Protect Satomi's Pack. No matter how," Scott told her.
"Do you have a plan?"
"Sort of."
Marlow nodded.
"Well those are usually our best plans, so, tell me."
"We're all gonna hide inside Argent's warehouse," Scott told her.
Marlow looked at him wide-eyed.
"Easy enough," she said with a nod. "But what happens when the assassins will for sure find us there?"
"Because you know they will, right?"
Scott nodded. "I know. But it's the best plan we have right now."
"Of course, it is."
Marlow, Scott, Kira, and Satomi's pack had arrived at the warehouse sometime after dawn.
They waited and hid, but Marlow knew the peace wasn't going to last long.
Everyone was on edge.
Marlow was ready to whip out her claws and defend herself if she had to and Kira sat next to her with her katana drawn.
Marlow wondered if Mason would be mad at her for ditching him and hoped she'd stay alive long enough to explain herself.
The group heard the doors to the warehouse open.
Scott, Kira, and Brett jumped up.
Marlow stopped them.
"Wait," she whispered. "There's only one person."
"Might just be a distraction," Brett said and pushed past her.
Scott rushed after him.
Marlow and Kira followed.
Marlow looked past the thin sheet of plastic.
"It's Argent," she told Kira.
Brett snuck up on Chris and growled at him when Chris pulled out his gun.
Scott jumped in to defuse the situation.
"Wait! Wait! Brett! This is his place. It's his," he yelled.
Brett backed off and walked back over to his sister.
Chris dropped his gun.
"Scott. If you bring in guests, you could have called."
Scott gave him an apologetic look. "I didn't have anywhere else to take them."
"I know this man," Satomi spoke up. "He may not remember, but we've met before."
"You can trust him. I trust him," Scott told her and the rest of the group.
But Marlow wasn't so sure if they would.
Chances were someone had had contact with Chris before when he was still a hunter.
"How do we know he's not like the others?" Satomi asked.
"What others?" Chris asked.
"Last night, there was a whole team after them," Kira chimed in. She handed Chris a broken piece of an arrow. "And they used crossbows."
Chris inspected the arrow.
"They're hunters, aren't they?" Scott asked.
"Not if they're killing for profit. Not anymore," Chris told them.
"Can they find us?" Brett asked.
"They might already know you're here. Maybe they're waiting for dark," Chris answered.
"So we're not safe here?" Kira asked.
"We're not safe anywhere. We've been trying to get out for days. Everywhere we turn, we find someone new trying to kill us," Satomi told them.
Marlow could relate to her at that moment. She seemingly hadn't gotten a moment of reprieve in days.
"If they're coming, Scott, they're coming for you too. You're still number one on the dead pool," Chris reminded him.
Scott nodded. "I know," he said. "I know Lydia can get the answer from Meredith. She just needs more time."
"Then that's what she'll get," Chris said.
Marlow crossed her arms in front of her chest. "So, what do we do then?"
"We need more help. That's for sure," Kira said.
"Derek?" Marlow asked.
Scott nodded. "I'll call him. Everyone else, stay vigilant," he added as he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
A little later Derek and Braeden arrived.
It was still light out, so Marlow too assumed the hunters would come by nightfall.
She stood next to Kira.
"Can you believe we're doing this again?"
Kira let out the slightest of laughs. "No, and yes."
Marlow smiled at her.
Braeden readied her shotgun and Marlow knew things could get real at any point.
Scott walked past the two and up to Derek.
"They'll be okay," Scott told him.
"They've got claws and fangs. But they're not fighters," Derek reminded Scott.
"That's why I called you," Scott said.
"Well, try to remember I don't have claws and fangs anymore either," Derek reminded Scott as he walked over to the girls.
Marlow sighed. He was right.
"That's why he called me," Braeden chimed in.
"Am I the only one still hoping this is all just a false alarm? I mean, it's possible we could wait here all night and nothing happens. Right?" Kira asked.
No one answered her. Everyone knew it wasn't.
"Scott, you heard anything from Stiles or Lydia yet?" Braeden asked.
"Lydia's still talking to Meredith. Stiles and Malia are headed to the lake house. They're trying to stop it."
"What if there is no stopping it? What if it doesn't end until we're all dead?" Brett suddenly asked.
Marlow looked around at her friends.
"I think this is the moment where we say something to strengthen morale."
Derek nodded.
"Then let's send a message," he said. "Let's make something perfectly clear to anyone with a copy of that list. It doesn't matter if they're professional assassins, hunters, or an amateur who just picked up a gun," he went on as he walked towards the windows. "Anyone who thinks they can hunt and kill us for money is gonna be put on another list. Our list. They get to be a name on our dead pool."
Braeden cocked her shotgun and Marlow could practically feel the group agreeing with Derek.
She reassuringly hit Derek in the arm.
"Nice! We got this."
The group was huddled closely, waiting for the hunters to arrive.
Marlow could feel herself getting anxious yet she was more ready to fight than ever.
All of those people working with the dead pool thought that the supernaturals of Beacon Hills were just creatures to be killed and Marlow was ready to prove them the hell wrong.
Chris was off talking to Satomi and Marlow nervously wrung her hands.
She felt her heart racing like something was about to happen.
She was proven right when the motion sensor went off and when the smoke bombs flew through the air, everyone ducked to avoid the repercussions.
"Get back!" Braeden yelled and the group moved back a little.
Marlow stumbled and fell to the floor as shots rang out.
She got up onto her knees and looked around.
There was a group of assassins decked out head to toe in protective gear and guns.
Her heart was racing but she jumped up nonetheless.
Someone pulled her behind a wall and she could see it was Chris.
"Be careful!"
Marlow ducked away with Satomi as Chris shot back.
Marlow could see Kira fighting off assassins with her katana and Scott jumped in as well.
She could see one of the guys had his back to her, so she swipe-kicked his legs and he went down.
She grabbed his arm and twisted it.
He screamed out in pain and Marlow grabbed the gun.
She tossed it off to the side and knocked the guy out.
Marlow could see the red laser light pointed at her and thought she had overplayed her hand.
She got pulled out of the way before she heard shots ring out.
Marlow looked up to see Brett staring down at her.
Scott ran up to them.
"Thanks!" she told Brett.
He gave her a quick nod.
"Get the others back. Tell them to hide," Scott told Brett.
Brett rushed off.
Scott looked at Marlow. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "For now."
He lightly pushed past her and looked around.
"Kira! Kira!" he yelled.
The young kitsune was nowhere to be seen.
Marlow pushed through the fog to see if everyone else was still safe.
She could see Brett's sister Lori unknowingly walking right up to one of the assassins.
"Brett? Brett, where are you?"
Marlow ran up in front of her as the assassin took his shot.
Marlow could feel the bullets lodging into her stomach and legs.
She fell to the floor, wailing out in pain.
She looked up ahead, hoping she'd stalled the man long enough for Lori to run.
Instead, she saw Scott tackling the man with a roar.
He sunk his claws into the assassin's body.
Something flashed across Scott's face as he attacked the man harder than he needed to.
Something Marlow had only ever seen in one person - Peter.
Marlow whimpered, rolling onto her side.
Scott was about to kill that man and that went against everything he had preached for the previous three years.
"Scott!" Marlow yelled.
He stopped.
She looked at him. His face looked terrifying.
He looked down at her.
"Don't."
Phones started ringing around them.
The sounds of shots ringing through the warehouse ceased.
Scott's face turned back to normal.
He grabbed the phone of the assassin and showed him something on it.
The other assassins retreated.
Someone on the outside must have done something right.
Scott jumped off the man.
Marlow got up on her shaking legs and walked back to the main hall.
The assassins were gone and, miraculously, no one got killed in the fight.
"Is it over? Really over?" Kira asked Scott.
Scott nodded and Marlow stumbled back to the floor with a yelp.
"Marlow!" Scott yelled.
He ran up to her and examined her wounds.
Derek rushed to his side.
"We need to get her to the clinic. The bullets are still lodged in her body and we need to get them out so she can heal."
Derek picked Marlow up in his arms.
"Make sure everyone is safe. I'm going with them," Scott told Kira.
Kira nodded and Scott followed Marlow and Derek out of the warehouse.
"Put her on the table!" Deaton demanded as Derek and Scott burst through the front door.
Derek gently put her down on the operating table and Marlow could hear Deaton look through his drawers.
Marlow groaned.
Her wounds were beginning to burn.
She could feel blood and tears running down her face.
"Marlow, this is going to hurt, but it has to be done," Deaton told her.
Marlow nodded absent-mindedly.
She was trying to focus on better days.
Scott grabbed her hand and she squeezed it tightly.
"You're gonna be okay. I called Stiles. He's on his way," Scott told her.
Marlow heard what he said, but her mind was a million light-years away.
Marlow could feel Deaton touch her leg as he pulled one of the bullets out.
She screamed out in agony. Before demanding to be involved more, Marlow had gotten hurt twice in five years of being a werecoyote.
He pulled two more bullets out of her leg.
"Almost done," Deaton told her in that soothing tone of his.
He pulled two more bullets out of her stomach.
Marlow could feel her wounds beginning to heal and slowly calmed down.
She heard the front door being thrown open.
"Marlow! Scott!" Stiles yelled out.
Marlow's breathing slowed down.
She let out a relieved sigh.
Stiles rushed into the room and saw his sister lying on the table.
"You did it," Marlow said, grinning ear-to-ear.
Stiles rushed up to her and engulfed her in a hug. He laughed a little under his breath. "You should thank Malia instead."
Marlow nodded. "I'll make sure to do that," she said with a laugh.
Stiles let go of Marlow and she sat up with a groan. "Did we do it? Is everyone safe?"
Scott nodded with a smile. "According to Kira everyone's fine and on their way home."
"Good. That's good. We did it, team. We did it!"
She pulled Scott and Stiles in for another hug, glad the nightmare was finally over.