Stiles POV

"Dad, we have to find her. Wendigos don't keep their prey for very long. She'll probably be dead by tomorrow night." I rambled as I paced his office.

We had been searching for information on the man she took a picture of for the past three hours, but we haven't been able to find anything.

"Stiles, look at me." He grabbed my shoulders and forced me to stop and look at him. "We're going to find her. Scott has the pack out looking and we are working our angle. It won't be long until we find her. You should go home and rest for a bit. I'll call you as soon as I find something okay?"

"I can't... I can't stop. I have to find her. She looked so scared, dad. I should have been with her."

My voice broke and he pulled me into a hug which I immediately returned. I was so worried about her and the last time we were together she was upset. I didn't want her to die like that, not knowing how I felt about her. I didn't want her to die at all.

"It's not your fault, son. Go get some rest. I'll call you when we find something." He said to me.

I nodded slightly, reluctantly going home but I just laid on my bed unable to sleep. Throughout the night and into the next day I got maybe four hours of sleep all together. We had been searching nonstop for her, but haven't come up with much at all.

My dad managed to ID the man as Lance Stewart, but even after searching every possible place he owned or worked we came up with nothing. James was losing his mind at this point, constantly searching for any other leads.

"Stiles! Wake up!" Lydia yelled at me, jolting me awake in a panick.

"What!? What!?" I asked quickly, pulling a piece of paper off my face that was stuck there from sleeping on my desk.

"Scott found her scent. We need to hurry because she doesn't have much time." She said.

I didn't have to be told twice. I jumped up and rushed out to her car, letting her drive me out to the woods where Scott and Liam were already out searching for her. They met us at the car when we arrived and I scrambled out.

"Did you find her?" I asked.

"Yeah, but we have a problem. There are at least six Wendigos in there. We can't take them all on our own. I called Argent for help and Kira is on her way." He explained.

"We don't have time to wait, Scott. It's already dark. They could be getting ready to kill her by now." I said. "Where is it? I'm going to get her."

"Stiles, you can't go in there alone." Scott said.

"Watch me. Now tell me where." I snapped.

He looked at me for a moment before glancing off to the East. I took that as a direction and started walking, ignoring his pleads to get me to stop. I looked around for her, soon finding and old cattle farm in the middle of the trees.

"You're crazy if you think you'll survive getting there on your own." Scott said from behind me.

"I don't. That's what you're here for. Come on, Scott. You guys can distract them and lead them back to Lydia. By then Kira and Argent should be there to help." I told him.

"What about you?" Liam asked me.

"I'm going in to get her. Where did you find her scent?" I asked.

"I think she's in that back building over there. I also smell a lot of blood, Stiles, so be careful." He said.

I nodded slightly, hoping it wasn't hers.

"I got it. Now go." I said to them.

They nodded, reminding me to be careful before they jogged around to the other side of the house. They threw a huge rock through the window to get their attention and yelled insults at them until four of them took off after them. The two werewolves ran off towards Lydia, leaving me with one Wendigo and a girl to save.

As soon as they were out of sight I ran over to the building, sneaking in as soon as I was sure the place wasn't being guarded. It was dark so I used my flashlight to look around, heading towards the back where I saw what looked like the door handle to a meat cooler at a butcher. I carefully opened the door then slipped inside, seeing about a dozen bags hanging from hooks. When I opened one I jumped back, seeing that they weren't wild game like deer. They were people.

"Oh my god..." I muttered, stepping back for a moment until I heard a familiar voice.

"S Stiles"

I looked towards the back of the cooler, seeing Charlie curled up against the wall shivering and holding herself for warmth. I immediately rushed over to her, taking off my jacket before I wrapped it around her.

"It's okay. I'm going to get you out of here." I said as I brought her hands to my mouth to blow warm air on them.

She was freezing to the touch and had pale skin and blue lips.

"Can you get up?" I asked her.

She nodded slightly, allowing me to pull her to her feet. I steadied her as she wobbled a bit, keeping an arm around her waist to hold her up as I helped her out of the cooler. We managed to get outside but didn't get far before the Wendigo who had been standing guard found us.

"Charlie run!" I yelled, grabbing a chair and swinging it as hard as I could at it.

I managed to give us a few seconds to get a running start but he was fast to rush after us. I held Charlie's hand tightly, pulling her with me as we ran for our lives. We didn't make it very far because we came to a cliff that overlooked the river below.

"Charlie do you trust me?" I asked her.

"What?" She breathed out, having trouble breathing from being stuck in a freezer for thirty hours then running for so long.

"Do you trust me?" I asked again, seeing that the Wendigo had caught up to us.

She looked at it then back at me, nodding her head quickly. Even though I knew how terrified of heights and drowning she was, I knew this was our only chance to escape. I gripped her hand then we both jumped off the cliff into the river below.