Rachel pressed her fists against her mouth as she watched, her eyes wide and her spirits high. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as Danny yelled at Greg. When Danny snapped Greg's finger, she whooped in delight. No - delight wasn't quite right because delight didn't work with this pent up fear and this horror -

Victorious. She felt fucking victorious, even though it was all Danny. She wanted to kiss him so much right now. She grinned at Zoe, who looked back at her for a moment like she was utterly insane.

But then Zoe grinned too, though her grin was tighter and meaner. She drew her own hand back and, first clenched, hit Greg as hard as she could in his face, right where he'd punched her.