Uncle (Danny, Greg, Rachel, Cai, Zoe, Dylan, Deirdre)
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It was Danny's first time out since he'd been at Priory and before then he wasn't exactly hitting the town every night. The trip to Robert MacGavillary Memorial Hospital felt strange and by the time they arrived, Danny was just glad to be inside again.
Having arrived early, Danny sat in the waiting room, willing his friends to show up soon. He couldn't get his mind off what he was about to do. He hadn't told any of his friends his plan because he knew they would stop him. It involved getting closer to Greg than he ever hoped to be again, and just the thought of it was weighing on him. He hoped it would work out and he could get the information he needed. Without it, this was all going to be for nothing.
Having arrived early, Danny sat in the waiting room, willing his friends to show up soon. He couldn't get his mind off what he was about to do. He hadn't told any of his friends his plan because he knew they would stop him. It involved getting closer to Greg than he ever hoped to be again, and just the thought of it was weighing on him. He hoped it would work out and he could get the information he needed. Without it, this was all going to be for nothing.
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Date: 2014-10-18 05:27 am (UTC)From:Dylan watched his friend berate Greg and he couldn't help feeling bitterly proud. Deirdre stepped up beside him, reaching out to pull her brother close.
"Daniel, I did it because I need you," Greg insisted.
"NO! You need- You need to be fucking castrated," Danny yelled, letting go of Rachel in the fear that he might hurt her. He knew he was getting worked up, but he didn't care. He had spent nearly ten minutes pretending to be in love with this man, it was to be expected.
"Dan-"
"My name isn't fucking DAN!" Danny screamed. "I demand respect, Greg. Isn't that right?" He stepped forward, his eyes flashing. "Isn't that what you said to me? I think from now on you can call me sir."
"Fuck you," Greg hissed at him.
"Never again, you fucking monster," Danny growled, and before he could stop himself, his hand shot out, grabbed Greg's pinkie finger and bent it backward until he felt and heard it snap and Greg screamed.