Malia and Allison are actually driving back to the Stilinski house to check on Ryan when Malia hears the scream. She freezes, fingers tensing on the wheel, and Allison looks over at her in concern. "Malia?"
"Ryan."
A second later she's hitting the gas, driving easily down the streets and breaking probably every traffic law in the books, but right now she doesn't really care. She's not stopping until she's pulling up in front of the Stilinski house, pulling up the car so that it's blocking the strange car's point of egress. Then Malia is out of the driver's seat, stalking over to the man coming out with Dina in her hands.
She intends to hold his focus. She'll hold more than that if she has to, but he really doesn't want her to.
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"Ryan."
A second later she's hitting the gas, driving easily down the streets and breaking probably every traffic law in the books, but right now she doesn't really care. She's not stopping until she's pulling up in front of the Stilinski house, pulling up the car so that it's blocking the strange car's point of egress. Then Malia is out of the driver's seat, stalking over to the man coming out with Dina in her hands.
She intends to hold his focus. She'll hold more than that if she has to, but he really doesn't want her to.
"Put her down. Now."