"They'll be lucky to make it to the jail," John stated, taking the phone but is unable to take his eyes off Stiles as he's loaded onto a stretcher.

"I'll go with them," Scott told both of them. "Get the kids to Talia. She'll take care of them in case they weren't alone."

Peter just gave his daughter a look - amazing he can still do that in coyote form - and then played it up for Dina and went to lick Dina's face to get the tears off it. Dina giggled, and then reached over to gently pet Peter's neck. "Good doggie."

She was suitably distracted as the paramedics came back through with Stiles. Peter's eyes followed it, then flicked his head for Malia to go with them. He had the girl.