Now You See Me - A 'Wilder' Week-

5 times Jack was taken care of and the time Jack took care of them.

Characters: Jack Wilder, Henley Reeves, J. Daniel Atlas, Merritt McKinney, Dylan Rhodes and Alma Dray.

Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See Me or anything related to it.

+1: Jack Wilder

Jack Wilder was pacing. Pacing and freaking out of his mind! He was the ONLY ONE at the safe house after they got ambushed after their performance early that night. Not even Alma and Dylan were there, when the two-hour mark passed by Jack was completely freaking out. He knew it was risky to go out, but he couldn't just sit back while his family was out there in trouble or who knows what else!

Jack heaved a loud sigh before going to get changed and grabbing things he thought he might need. He shed his suit that he used for the performance and pulled on a pair of black jeans that were worn with wear and he knew from experience that he could run and move easily in them. He added his equally worn running shoes, a black t-shirt and his black leather jacket. He placed his wallet on the table, not willing to be caught with it and added a pack of his throwing cards in its place. He added on a pair of square 'hipster' glasses but Danny altered them so it could do multiple things. It took photo's, short videos and when in range could pick up on the tracking anklets Danny made them wear and he hopped that they still had them on. He passed by the kitchen and paused there for a moment, before he sighed again pulling out a pocketknife that was in one of the drawers, he hated fighting but he had a gut feeling he might need it.

Jack crept out into the still night, sticking to the shadows falling back into his style he had when he was pickpocketing. He passed by locals unnoticed and he re-traced each horseman's getaway path, getting no response from the glasses or any clues.

"LET ME GO!" A familiar female voice shouted from nearby. Jack dashed in that direction and his glasses pinged quietly as he came into range of a tracking anklet. He looked around the corner cautiously. Henley was being manhandled over a large man's shoulders, her hands cuffed in front of her but her legs were kicking out trying to land a hit.

"Shut her up." Another man from the driver's seat of a black van groaned and the passenger slid out of the other seat, pulling a bandana from his pocket before inserting it between Henley's teeth tying it behind her head. "We still need that Wilder kid…"

"Tressler better pay us double for this one even if we can't find Wilder, she is louder than the others." The man holding Henley grunted annoyed as he tossed her none too gently into the back of the van landing her between Alma and Merritt. The man slid the door shut before joining the other two in the front seat. Jack ducked back into the shadows as the van drove right past him, using the camera feature he snapped photos of their faces and the license plates and the van it self. There was no way he could follow the van once it hit the main street. Jack launched himself onto a nearby metal fire escape and scaled it all the way up onto the rooftop. Fantastic, he had to somehow rescue his family AND avoid getting caught! This day just wasn't going his way, like at all.

A plan slowly formulated in his mind and he took of towards his new destination, knowing what could happen if it all went south.

The day soon turned into dusk as Jack waited in the shadows of a nearby building. He was on edge, knowing that every minute he spent standing there was another minute his family spent in Tressler's hands. Finally his indented target left the building he was watching, Jack was on the move once again. He stalked his target and waited till he was out of sight of others beside his car. Jack dropped down and walked towards the man, hands raised.

"Agent Fuller." He called out and winced back as the FBI agent spun around with his gun aimed at the young man's head.

"Jack Wilder, back from the dead." He shook his head before taking a step closer to the con-magician.

"You can arrest me later Agent Fuller but right now I need your help. Agents Rhodes and Dray have been taken by Arthur Tressler along with the other three Horseman and…I need your help." He spoke honestly, he really hoped Dylan didn't piss this guy off and would be willing to help him out. He breathed a small sigh of relief when Agent Fuller holstered his weapon.

"What are you talking about kid?" He asked concerned. "If this is another trick…"

"No tricks I swear, they all are in real danger and us staring each other down isn't helping any of them right now!" Jack said feeling panic bubble up in his chest; he took a few breaths trying to push it down. This was no time for panic.

"I'm listening Kid." Fuller said wearily.

"We don't have a lot of time so we better get started…" Jack trailed off.

"When I get out of here." Danny seethed as he tried to get out of the chains that bound his wrists; Tressler wasn't taking any chances with the horsemen this time.

"I don't think they have found Jack yet…" Henley whispered as she moved away from the door of the room the 5 were sitting in.

"Good, the kid is slippery." Merritt said with a hint of pride in his voice.

"But if they find him…" Henley trailed off, her lower lip trembling.

"They won't Hen." Danny tried to calm his almost girlfriend, they were getting there slowly.

"What if they do?" She questioned before looking over at Alma who was curled next to Dylan, both had their wrists chained together as well. Dylan was sporting a black eye and Alma had dried blood on the side of her head.

"Jack is a good fighter and with those cards of his, he has a good chance." Dylan spoke up remembering the fight he had with Jack in the apartment.

"But did you not see the guys who came after us?" Henley shuddered slightly. "They were giants and Jack is so small…"

"Shh, it will be alright Hen." Danny tried to sooth her and she simply closed her mouth and eyes before curling against Danny's chest. Danny shot Merritt a desperate look while the mentalist just frowned. The tension and worry in the small room would need a steak knife to cut.

"Did you hear that?" Merritt asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Hear what?" Dylan asked.

"There it is again!" Merritt started to get to his feet. This time the rest heard it as well, sounds of yelling and crashing.

"Do you think?" Alma trailed off before the door swung open and a large bodyguard fell back into the room with a jack of clubs sticking out of his shoulder.

"Finally found you guys." Jack Wilder stood there in black FBI Kevlar.

"Jack!" The occupations of the room cried out in relief and shock.

"Man Tressler wasn't taking any chances this time was he?" Jack mused as he took in the chains wrapped around his family's wrists. He pulled out a pair of pliers from his backpack and set to work breaking the chains off his family, giving out hugs as he released them.

"How did you find us?" Dylan asked the young teen.

"Danny's glasses and a few favors." Jack smirked handing Danny back a pair of glasses.

"Who knew being a control freak could come in handy." Henley teased the shaggy haired man beside her.

"I did." Danny smirked.

"What favor's did you call in?" Merritt asked curiously.

"Come see for your selves, besides don't you want to get out of this place?" Jack stepped out the guard and wiggled his eyebrows.

The others followed him into the hallway and stared at the sight before them. FBI agents and everyday people were swarming the foyer of the mansion Tressler had been holding them in.

"Agent Fuller should have Tressler on his way back to the Agency by now, I passed by him marching the bastard out when I came to find you guys." Jack said breezily.

"THERE THEY ARE!" Someone shouted and everyone stopped and looked up at the 6 on the balcony. They erupted in cheers and claps, Jack waved with a huge grin.

"So it's over?" Henley asked waving slightly.

"It's over Hen." Danny assured her, waving as well.

"Good," She smiled before grabbing Danny by the lapels of his suit jacket and pressed their lips together. Danny didn't waste anytime in returning the kiss, catcalls and cheers increased from the crowd below.

"About time." Merritt muttered to Jack who nodded in agreement.

"Agent Rhodes, Dray. Miss Reeves, Mr. Atlas, Mr. McKinney, Mr. Wilder. Please follow me." A FBI agent came up to them and the group nodded before following the man down into the foyer, shaking hands and smiling at the people they passed by.

"What. Was. That?" Danny asked Jack once they were all checked out by the EMT's and sitting in the back of a large police van.

"My favor's, I talked with Agent Fuller and then sent a few messages out to our fan base." Jack said smugly.

"You went to the FBI, alone?" Merritt asked as his eyebrows rose high.

"Yeah, it was a chance I had to take…" Jack shrugged. "Besides we are the victims here so they can't arrest us."

"Good job kid." Dylan ruffled Jack's hair while Alma hugged him close.

"You guys are my family, I would do anything for you…" Jack admitted.

"We would do anything for you too Jackie and don't you forget it." Henley smiled as she slipped her hand into Danny's. Everything was would be alright.