Set after Jaz's torture. McG's POV

It has been two weeks, two weeks since we got Jaz back. Two weeks of her evading me and the rest of the team, by staying in her room at all hours. What happened was horrible, but I am tired of seeing her be sad and mad. I know she blames herself, Dalton has tried talking to her. Now it is my turn.

I get up from the kitchen table and walk to Jaz's door, I don't even knock. I let myself in, and I see Jaz exactly where she always is. Sitting on the floor, back on her bed, and her facing the wall. I take a deep breath, and I yell, "Jaz, get up!" She doesn't even flinch, "Jaz, you need to stop this! This was NOT your fault." I continue to yell until I am right next to her.

Jaz sighs, "It is."

I turn to see that I have summoned a crowd from the rest of the team, Dalton was about to step in until Preach put his hand on his shoulder to stop him. Dalton has always been super protective of Jaz, even more than me, and she is like a little sister to me.

I sigh, "You know what, screw it." I lift Jaz up and throw her over my shoulder. I hear her gasp, but I don't stop.

"McG put me down!" Jaz said while hitting my back. I tighten my grip on the back of her knees, "Not happening." I push my way through the guys and onto the mat with the punching bag. I drop her on her back.

"You know I hate to be man-handled McG!" Jaz yells at me while she starts to stand.

I knock her down on her ass, "I know Jaz! Now get Mad! Get mad at me!" I hear and feel the anger coming off of her. "I am done seeing you blame yourself. Being sad. Now get MAD!" I yell. She looks at me and then at the team. I notice, and I shove her.

"McG, man. Sto—" Amir said, but was interrupted by Dalton putting a hand on his shoulder. "it's alright, she needs this." Dalton said and gave me a nod.

I see Jaz's hands clench into fists, and I shove her again, "Jaz, fight back!" She finally tries to take a swing at me, "STOP!"

I smile, "Try hitting me again, or do you want to cry some more. Be mad at yourself. Be mad at me! Be mad at the bastards who did this to you!" I shove her again. And she swings again hitting me in the arm, I rub it knowing it will definitely bruise later.

"Stop!" She yells. I do not stop.

"If you want me to stop, make me! Go seclude yourself, not talk to me or Adam. Continue feeling bad about yourself." She swings again and hits me in the jaw. I rub it, and see a shocked expression on her face.

"I don't feel sorry for myself! I feel sorry for you guys! That I couldn't get away, that I am weak!" She swings again, I let her punch me in the arm again. This is the first time she has talked about this so, I let her continue.

She yells again, "they made me feel like I was nothing, you guys are better off without me." I shove her again, "Jaz you are the main key to this team. Do you feel weak, because you are acting like you are."

This set. Her. Off.

I hear a strangled scream, then she is coming after me. " . ." She starts punching my stomach, punch after punch, after punch. Soon I feel her slowing down, and hear her cry. I pull her into a hug, which she fights at first, but then gives in. "McG, I am not weak." I hear her say between trying to breath and crying.

"I know, you are the strongest person I know." I say, and I let her cry into me. I look over her head and see the guys nodding at me, and I could see the look on Dalton's face, concern but relief. Relief that she is finally starting to get over this.

I walk her to her room, and something has changed in her. "Jaz I am sorry for saying those things, I didn't mean them. I just wanted you to get mad, and to fight back." Jaz smiles at me, the first time since before she got taken. " I know. Thank you."

"Okay, we will be making dinner soon, are you going to join us?" I ask. She nods.

I walk out of her room and into the kitchen, and Adam intercepts me, "what you did was uncalled for. But needed, thank you." Adam pats my back, and I move into the kitchen with Preach and Amir.

I hear a door open and a faint voice, "Do yo—you guys want some help." I smile, and so does everyone else. Adam walks over to Jaz, and puts his arm around her to lead her into the kitchen, "Of course we do, Jaz."

Preach hands Jaz the bowl of ingredients, "it is good to have you back, girl." Jaz smiles, "It's good to be back."