Chapter 3: Handcuffs Don't Go With This Outfit.

The following morning we were getting ready to go to our next show in New Orleans. I had already finished packing, and we were just waiting to leave. I sighed as I flopped onto the chair, letting my head hang down where my feet should of been, very bored, and still very tired. I noticed Jack in the corner, practicing his sleight of hand, and I couldn't help but smile. He was sexy when he did magic, and just in general if I am completely honest. And magic upside down was interesting. My thoughts were interrupted by the door bursting open and then shouting.

"FBI! PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" I could imagine the cliché: The men in their gear, looking for a showdown, guns up as if were real criminals. When I sat up, I saw I was right, I rolled my eyes at the thought and looked at my colleagues. Danny looked calm and collected, Jack had his hands up, looking as innocent as possible, and Merritt, was sitting on the couch next to my chair,

"In a minute," Merritt muttered, not taking his eyes off of the book he was reading. I chuckled slightly,

"Put the book down," A man spoke as I went back to hanging upside down.

"Okay, ya got me," Merritt replied, and I'm guessing he was smirking, knowing him. I put my hands up as well, not wanting to be too much trouble.

"Freeze put your hands in the air!" Someone shouted, I looked to see Henley was at the top of the stairs. She stopped and grinned innocently.

"Oh… Does one of you guys mind giving us a hand with our bags?" She asked, and just like that, we were all cuffed and being dragged through the casino lobby. Everyone was cheering and I couldn't help but grin up at Jack happily, which he returned, pressing a kiss to my cheek. About an hour later, I was sitting in an interrogation room, glaring at the table, attempting not to fall asleep. I decided to finish my tile counting I had started in the hotel room. The door opening interrupted me.

"Dammit, I lost count." I grumbled as two people, a man and a woman walked in, blocked the wall.

"Sorry to interrupt." The man sneered. He didn't look to happy to be here, and I didn't blame him. His partner on the other hand, looked a little happier,

"McKenzie Rhiannon Atlas." The guy spat my name out in disdain, sitting in one of the chairs.

"Agent Asshat." I replied back with just as much menace, glaring at him. He narrowed his eyes, and I flashed him a grin, leaning back in my chair.

"And lady Agent." I turned to the female, who smiled, but didn't get a chance to respond due to Agent Asshat interrupting.

"Dylan Rhodes, Alma Dray, but let's not bother with introductions and niceties you little thief." He snarled. I looked back at him.

"That was a little rude.." I said.

"I don't really care right now. I am really confused about you and your brother." He said, I arched an eyebrow, turning my attention back to him.

"What's confusing about my brother and I?" I asked.

"Well, you have a squeaky clean file. Barely got anything on you, yet you and your brother and your friends managed to rob a bank. I want to know how." He demanded. I inspected my nails.

"The bank thing? Dude, that was magic." I replied.

"Magic isn't real!" The agent practically shouted, slamming his hands on the table.

"Whoa, whoa! Testy…" I chuckled, lifting my hands, causing my handcuffs to fall off. Both agent's eyes widened. I smirked.

"Handcuffs don't really go with this outfit. Couldn't keep them on." And with that, the female had to drag the male out of the room as he went to jump across the table to strangle me… and I was alone again. And hungry. I'm not sure how much time had passed, but I was soon able to leave. I jumped into Jack's arms when I saw him, for two reasons 1) I loved his hugs, they were amazing, and 2) I was freezing. He kept his arms around me as we were ushered into cars,

"The agent didn't seem too happy after your interview. What did you do?" Merritt asked, looking at me. I shrugged. We were now on our way to the airport.

"I simply pointed out that they had shitty handcuffs." I said. He shook his head, muttering that the only magic I was good at was the ability to piss people off in less than 10 minutes.

"So, will this go on our records?" I asked, ignoring him.

"No… They'd have to admit they believe in magic and the FBI is way too proud.." Danny replied. I shrugged, leaning my head against the window, thinking about what we had just pulled off. In fact, I was pretty sure that was when my feelings for Jack skyrocketed, as we were setting this act into motion. We were in Paris, the most romantic city, and he freaking kissed me. Like it was nothing.

Flashback.

"Alright, Jack, Kenzie, you two ready?" Danny's voice sounded through my ear piece.

"Yes sir." I replied.

"Alright, he's heading your way…" Merritt muttered, Jack and I stood at the corner, waiting for our signal.

"And go!" Danny exclaimed, Jack and I instantly set off, linking arms. We were too act like a recently married couple, having honeymooned in Vegas. We began talking about it as we passed Etienne, and as soon as he passed, I turned to Jack.

"Think it worked?" I asked. He looked back at Etienne, who was a few feet away. Then turned back to me and grabbed my face with his hands and pressed his lips to mine to be what had to be the best kiss on the planet. He pulled away after a few seconds, saw Etienne was gone, and we moved on with the plan. I was stunned, but kept getting butterflies any time I was near the guy after that.

End Flashback.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the car stopped.

"Let's get moving guys, Art doesn't like waiting." Danny ushered us from the car. We unloaded our bags, and then ran through the airport. We were now on the private jet Arthur had for us. I was sitting next to Danny, trying to remain calm. I had always suffered from panic attacks and anxiety issues when I was younger, but since being back with Danny, they had decreased, but flying always freaked me out. So I had to sit next to Danny. I was reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and listening to my iPod. I felt Danny move, and I watched as he glared towards the laughing Merritt and Henley. I smirked at his jealousy.

"Just go tell her you love her already." I rolled my eyes, pulling my earbuds out.

"I don't love her! I just don't think inter team dating is a good idea." He snapped, jumping up.

"Hey Danny, can I talk to you about my role in the show real quick?" Jack asked, he was sitting across from us,

"Yeah, sure." Danny shrugged him off, stalking towards Merritt and Henley. I put my book down and sat in Danny's old seat, placing a hand on Jack's knee to keep balanced and as a type of comfort.

"Uh, we've got a show to prepare for," Daniel spoke, Jack and I exchanged a glance, this oughta be good.

"Oh, do we now?" Merritt sneered standing up, causing Danny to back up in obvious fright. I laughed slightly.

"No, no, no, you're not doing that thing to me," Danny spat, shaking his head, looking away from Merritt.

"What thing? I'm just looking at you," Merritt countered, smirking slightly. I shook my head. These two were going to kill each other eventually.

"I've been watching you for a year, I know all of your little tricks," Danny shot back.

"That what they are to you? Tricks?" Merritt asked, slightly offended.

"Yes! It's gimmicks, it's Barnum's statements- it's reading the eyes, body language- I get it," Daniel snapped, getting flustered and doing his best to avoid Merrit's intense gaze.

"If it's such an easy thing….why don't you do Henley?" Merritt asked.

"Yeah, Danny, why don't you do me?" Henley grinned, and I shook my head at how dirty it sounded. And she knew it too. She totally loved Danny, she just refused admit it.

"No, you're too easy," Daniel waved her off, he looked around for a minute before settling on me.

"I'll do McKenzie." He pointed at me, I shook my head.

"Nope, siblings shouldn't do each other." I replied. This caused everyone to laugh, even Danny. He looked around again and chose the next target, feeding the bait.

"Whatever, uh, how about…. I'll do Jasmine." He pointed to Arthur's assistant, she smiled brightly. I glared at her. Hoe.

"No, how about you do me," Arthur jumped up, taking my attention away from Jasmine, and I smirked slightly. Okay. I may be related to Danny. We both smirk. A lot.

"Oh yeah, do Art," I grinned as we all gathered around. Henley sat in the seat behind Arthur, Merritt sat in the seat that was closest to where Daniel was standing, and Jack stood up with his arms crossed letting Jasmine have the seat that was next to Merritt and I stood behind Danny. And the show began.

"So Art you were a tough kid," Daniel started,

"You know kind of a real rapscallion…. You had a dog, a real brutish bread. I want to say… Ben the bulldog." He looked up hopefully at Art. The tension built as we waited for his response,

"Actually, I was a prissy little tot," Arthur laughed, and I was a little afraid to laugh along with him. He had a lot of money. And people with money were scary. He was also just intimidating as hell.

"I had a fluffy white bunny called Snuffles." Now I could not hold back my laughter. Danny shook it off though

"I got it, I can try one. I can do way better than that," Jack tried pushing forward,

"He can do way better than that," Henley and I agreed.

"Oh, come on, one more try," Daniel pleaded, and Art nodded. Jack sighed and stepped back, I placed my hand on his shoulder and a kiss on his cheek, Henley grinned at me and I shook my head.

"Let's do family!" I suggested. Danny nodded to me then looked back at Art.

"You had an Uncle on your mother's side, he a kind of- a real masculine name, kind of salted the Earth, a real stick-it-to-you, he was some kind of- Paul… Thompson? Was it a Paul- Okay, you know what, I got nothing." Danny finally gave up and I shook my head. For shame big brother.

"Nearly though," Arthur grinned.

"Was I?" Daniel asked, slightly shocked.

"Yeah, my Uncle's name was Cushman Armatich!" Arthur guffawed, and we all broke out into laughter again.

"Really? Snuffles and Cushman Armatich? That was your childhood?" Daniel asked. Art nodded.

"I certainly hope tonight's show is going to be better than this," He chuckled, going to sit back down, and we all shared a knowing look. Oh it was definitely was. We finished the flight without more incidents and challenges, and found ourselves at the venue getting ready.

"Ava! You promised I would not have to wear these again!" I whined, following after the woman as she walked out of my dressing room. The vile, dishonest woman!

"No, I said you might not have too! Besides, it's only for the first half." She replied, heading to Jack's dressing room.

"This isn't fair! These could literally kill me!" I protested, holding up the shoes.

"You're being ridiculous!" She groaned, walking into Jack's dressing room, leaving the door wide open, I stared her down, placing my hands on my hips, and when Jack glanced my way, he did a double take and his jaw dropped. Ava glanced my way, her eyes widened and she started giggling slightly.

"What?" I demanded. He pointed at my outfit, opening and closing his mouth like a fish, his face slowly going red. I gave him a confused look and looked down. I was in my robe, but within my pursuit of Ava, it had come undone and was revealing my lacy black underwear.

"Oh my God!" I whispered, I yanked the robe closed and ran back to my own dressing room. I slammed the door shut, locking it.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I whispered. I sank down into my chair and tried to get over just how mortified I was. Soon enough, Henley was knocking on my door.

"Kenz, it's time for hair and make-up, come on!" She called. I sighed and got up to answer the door, making sure my robe was secured tightly.

"Hey Hen." I greeted, sitting back down and reaching for my bottle of water.

"You okay?" She asked,

"Uh, define okay." I replied, still mortified. How the hell am I supposed to face the kid now?!

"You're looking a little shaken up." She said. I looked up at her and then back down at the floor.

"Well, yeah, I am. More embarrassed than anything…. Can you die from humiliation? Because, I kind of want to!" I replied. She laughed

"What are talking about? What happened?" She asked, sitting next to me. I sighed and leaned back into the chair and looked up at her.

"Jack saw me in my underwear." I replied. Her jaw dropped,

"WHAT?! HOW?!" She demanded.

"Wardrobe malfunction!" I replied, pointing to my robe.

"That is hilarious!" She laughed, I smacked her arm and glared at her.

"It is not!" I snapped. She nodded, still busy laughing. It was a few minutes before she calmed down enough to explain.

"It is! Because now that he's seen how hot you are, he will ask you out even sooner!" She exclaimed,

"What are you talking about? Ask me out?! You're completely insane!" I rolled my eyes. She shook her head.

"You two are totally meant to be, you're just blind." She said. I shook my head and got up

"We have hair and makeup…." I grumbled, turning on my heel and walking out of the room. She followed, still laughing. And I spent the next two hours dreading seeing Jack again, something that I was not used to.

Let me know what y'all think! I think I have figured out when I am going to have Jack and Kenzie get together. but please, let me know!

Rhey.

PS: Has anyone seen the movie Neighbors? Would y'all be interested in a story for that?