Stiles quickly rushed over to the board his phone in hand. His fingers quickly dialed in the contact 'The amazing and extraordinary Penelope Garcia', letting the line ring before she answered. "Go for greatness."

"Garcia I need you to work some that incredible mojo of yours."

"What do you need?"

"Is there an list of all the supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills? I suggested that my dad make one so that we can figure out if anyone's ever targeting them particularly."

"There is a registry."

"I have never loved my dad more then in this moment." The man mumbled before turning back to his phone. "Cross reference our victims with the names on the registry."

"All four victims were werewolves."

Stiles finally sighed. "Is it written what color their supernatural eyes were?"

"Um... blue."

The young man let out a breathe through his nose. "Garcia, I love you."

"Aw, I love you too."

He hung up the phone to find his team looking at him expectantly. "When a werewolf's eyes turn blue it means that they've taken an innocent life. This Unsub is killing werewolves that have taken innocent lives and keeping their eyes as trophies."

The team and the pack gathered around the table.

Sure, the BAU wasn't too happy about the fact that the supernatural creatures in front of them refused to leave they decided that the more help, the better.

"This feels like Oklahoma city again." JJ said as she and Stiles both shivered. After they'd caught the Unsub and brought him in to the station, he'd made a comment on how both JJ and Stiles had beautiful eyes. That had made the young man pull the woman who'd become like a sister to him behind him protectively while Derek threw the man out.

Stiles pulled his blonde friend into a side hug, humming. "I don't know. I don't think this guy's a taxidermist."

"And I don't think he'll comment on how beautiful your eyes are." Morgan chuckled as the others chuckled slightly unlike Stiles who grabbed a pen and flicked it at his friend.

Lydia glanced at the team with furrowed eyebrows. "What you you guys talking about?"

The BAU glanced at each other but Spencer was the one to answer. "We worked a case in Oklahoma city where our Unsub was a taxidermist taking his victims' eyes. He told Stiles and JJ that they had very nice eyes."

"Yeah, but in a creepy way."

JJ nodded, laying her head on Stiles' shoulder. The man placed a brotherly kiss on her head while the others smiled at the exchange. Though they had important cases to work, they did take a few seconds to appreciate each other because they were a family.
A big, at times dysfunctional one, but a family none the less. They had all had too many close calls to not.

This sweet moment was of course broken by Scott who rudely said. "Do you guys want to suck each other's faces off as well or can we try to save people?"

Everyone glared at the man, especially Derek who advanced menacingly. "Don't you dare talk to them like that. You don't know what we've been through. You don't know what Stiles lost for all of you." He held his hand up to stop Stiles from talking, knowing that the younger agent was going to try and stop him from giving Scott a piece of his mind. "You don't know what he's been through. Life, the life we live has given all of us a reason to leave but we don't. We sacrifice time with our family, time with people we love for this job. We miss important moments in our family's lives because we're on the other side of the country trying to stop more people from dying. So we're allowed a couple of second to just appreciate each other because without this team we'd probably all be lost a long time ago."

Scott only seemed to register what Derek said about his ex-best friend, spitting out. "What could he have lost?"

Emily looked ready to kill him but Stiles stepped in, pulling Derek back and placing a hand on Emily's shoulder. "Okay, that's enough. We've got an Unsub to find. We can talk about all the suffering we've all suffered after that okay." He sighed before turning to the werewolf. "And by the way, JJ's like my sister."

With that he stalked out of the room. Spencer nodded to the team, his silent way of telling them he's got it before following after his friend.

Hotch turned back to the rest of the team and to the pack. "It's late, we should probably get some rest and start again with fresh eyes tomorrow morning."

A/N: It's hard to write Scott as an asshole for me. I like him in the show but I do feel like he's a little selfish and that he underappreciates Stiles. It's always about his problems and he doesn't notice when his best friend is clearly not okay.
I also know that this was a little bit out-of-script, so to say because the team doesn't really have these moments in the show but I wanted to put this in my book.
Also I was originally going to publish this chapter on Wednesday but since I got some comments -or rather one comment- asking me to update so I'm publishing it today. I admit that I was a little mean with the cliffhanger 😅.
Anyways, I hope you all liked this chapter.