He was too late. He saw the wand come out but he'd become aware too late. Seamus's much stepped out of his grasps and walked toward the nearest alley, her expression far more calm and placid than Dean had ever seen her. He had to follow. There was no way he couldn't. He had to follow her and get them both out of there.
He wasn't the best at apparition, and apparition in a hurry was a bad idea. Apparating himself and someone else in a hurry was asking to be splinched at best. Shite. How the hell were they getting out of this. Dean drew his wand as he darted in behind her ready for a fight. He wasn't going down easy.