Chuck rolled his eyes, and the gun changed... to point at Dina's head. "Actually, I think you're going to be giving my brother your cell phones, ladies, and moving your car."

And he cocked the gun.

In the backyard, Scott jumped over the fence and was at Ryan's side, hugging his son as he looked down at Stiles. "Daddy bad men took Dina and hurt Mr. Stiles."

Scott checked Stiles over, checking for a pulse. Stiles coughed, one eye trying to open. "Stay still, Stiles." He pulled out his phone, calling for an ambulance.