Stiles paced the conference room as they all thought of all the places Oscar Jensen could have gone now that the BAU had found his house and basement.

They knew they had five days to try and find Malia alive but nothing jumped out at them.

"Where could he have taken her?" The young man sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

JJ placed a hand on his shoulder, comfortingly. The whole team saw just how much pressure Stiles was putting on himself. They knew he was blaming himself for something that was completely out of his control and Scott's heated glares didn't help.

"Well, he can't go back to his house." Hotch said practically. "Maybe he's got some other place."

Derek pulled out his phone, clicking on Garcia's contact. "Hit me."

"Hey, baby girl. We need to know if Oscar had somewhere other then his house."

"It would be secluded." Emily added.

After a couple seconds a sigh was heard on the other end. "I've got zilch."

Everyone sighed in disappointment. They didn't have much time left. Oscar had have known that the FBI was on to him by now which meant he might accelerate his agenda. "Thanks anyway PG." JJ said before they hung up the phone.

The team started reexamining the evidence, thinking of anywhere Oscar could've taken Malia.

"Guys." Everyone turned to Lydia who was the one who spoke up.

"Lydia." Scott said sternly but was ignored.

"What if they're at the Hale house?"

All the FBI agents but Stiles looked at her in puzzlement while everyone else paused and thought about it. "Could be." Derek Hale nodded thoughtfully.

"Wait didn't it get demolished?" Stiles questioned.

The pack all shook their heads. "Derek managed to stop them by saying it could become a safe haven for humans in need when word about the supernatural came out." Liam stated.

Morgan sighed. "Can someone please tell us what the Hale house is?"

"It was my family's house. Before the fire. Since then it's been abandoned. It belongs to the town."

"But despite it being there for those who need it, no one uses it. It's secluded and in the middle of the preserve." Lydia laid out.

"It's worth checking out." Hotch said as all the Feds moved to the exit again.

Guns raised, and right behind each other the BAU team moved to the enter the Hale house.

It was still a scary and sorry looking sight. All sign of the loving home filled with laughter and happy chatter was erased. Stiles remembered how he used to be terrified of the old house and its inhabitant.

It felt like forever ago. In a way it was. It was long before he's learned that the ones you love don't always love you back. Long before he thought he could feel the same kind of pain he had when he'd lost his mother. Long before he lost everything for people who just threw him out as if he were nothing, as if he hadn't sacrificed everything he was for them.

Everyone glanced at Hotch who nodded his head. Morgan kicked the door in and the agents wasted no time in swarming in. They stepped into the living room, hesitation entering their persons as they tensed.

Oscar Jensen stood in front of them, a sharp knife held to a beaten and bloody Malia's neck. Incoherent mumbling left the woman's lips as he head lolled from side to side.

The man smirked as he stared at the agents.

"I've been waiting for you."

A/N: Oh my god, this is so bad. But here's another update. This story will soon be over, just one more chapter and an epilogue. I have decided not to do a prequel series. I hope you don't mind too much. I'm about to start a new project which is an entire new series based on the Shadowhunter Chronicles, separated in different series's based on Cassie Clare's different trilogies. I am going to start with the Infernal Devices and keep moving forward from there, doing the Last Hours, the Mortal Instruments, The Dark Artifices and the Wicked Powers (though the last two are not confirmed from my side).
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this short chapter.