The bullets start flying and Talia is pulling whoever is nearest to her away from the windows. Fiona cocks the shotgun on instinct, backing away from the doors and glancing back to her son. "Liam, get down in the basement now. Stiles, get down here!"

That last part is shouted up the stairs, because with Lydia screaming like that, there's no way he's not awake. She doesn't want Dina upstairs where they can't protect her. The sooner she's down in the basement and away from the windows the better.

Cora is dragging Lydia up the stairs with her, using her body to shield the other girl. She can take a bullet, she'll heal. Lydia won't. She's just about to make it to the porch when she feels one of the bullets catch her in the shoulder, and she stumbles, dropping to her knees against the bottom step.

Lydia turns, coming back to herself more with the smell of blood. "Cora?"

"I'm fine, get in the house!" She starts to push herself up to her feet, but she falters slightly, her eyes flashing as she stumbles, her hands coming out to brace herself on the steps. Lydia's eyes go to the bullet, sees the smoke coming from it, and her eyes widen.

"Wolfsbane."

Cora grits her teeth, her voice a near growl as she tries to push herself up again. "Lydia, go!"