Dina shut her eyes tightly, and even when she's safely in Malia's arms she keeps them shut, crying against the shoulder her face is pressed against.

Ray is down, crying in pain at the dagger in his shoulder. Chuck goes to the ground and he spits blood on the ground and goes to reach for the gun again - only to come face to face with a very angry and snarling coyote that has wedged itself between the man and his daughter with the child.

A moment later, the Sheriff's car is pulling up and John and Isaac are running out, guns drawn. Seeing the situation, John nods to Isaac to handle it and he's running for the back of the house having heard the call for the ambulance and he's kneeling beside Scott and Stiles.

"Is he?"

"No, he just passed out." Scott's hand is on Stiles' hand, pulling pain from his best friend. "But he's in a lot of pain."

"I swear, if I wasn't hired to enforce the law right now..."

"He's going to be okay," Scott tried to reassure his stepfather. "Can you take Ryan? I need to focus on him until the ambulance gets here."

"Right." And he takes his grandson into his arms, holding the little boy tightly. "You did a good job, Ryan. Good boy."