Tim— skeedaddles, which is the first sign of intelligence she's seen from him in a while, but she doesn't holster Peacemaker until he's out the church doors and vanishing into the world outside. Then, she slides the old Buntline Special rapidly home as she turns and quickly moves to Edward, slumped there on the floor. His leg is bleeding, but it doesn't look like Tim hit an artery; she takes his hand and presses it, palm down, on the wound, hard. "Keep pressure on it," she tells him, already rising to her feet. "I'll be right back."

The place — and the people in it — are in shambles. She hurries to the pew where Kate had shrunk back away from Tim's sharp jaws and awkwardly half shuffles, half drags her knee over the seat of the bench until she reaches the girl and can wrap an arm around her. "Are you okay?"

She pulls back enough to glance over her, and she looks okay, if scared and shocked and too pale for Wynonna's liking. She runs a quick hand over Kate's mussed hair and hugs her again before her head turns like it's on a swivel, directing her bemused question to both of them. "What the hell happened? Why did Tim attack you?"

She knew he didn't like Edward, but he'd never seemed like he'd attack any of the Interlopers... and definitely not Kate. She'd been pretty sure she could trust him on that.

She doesn't know what to think right now, as she gets a hand behind Kate's back to help the girl up.