Au: my first fan fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See.

"Excuse me, excuse me" Jack said as he tried to push through the crowd. He had defiantly mistook how hard it was to get to through the job was to get the tracker into Dylan's coat pocket, he had done that butnow the FBI agent was
hot on his heals.

All of a sudden he felt a strong arm pull him down onto the ground. He tried to get out of his grasp but he was pushed into the floor and a knee was pushed onto his back as his hands were forced behind his back and handcuffs were slapped onto his wrists."Stay
down, I got you now" Dylan growled as he radioed in for some help to avoid Jack being able to run off. "What the hell?" Dylan looked at the tracker to see the signal showing Danny was close to him.

Just then an agent entered Dylan's sight. "Hey you stay with him, take him to the cars andmake sure he doesn't do anything." The agent nodded as he pulled Jack up and pushed him through the crowd. Dylan was trying to find Danny as he followed
the signalhaving no idea it was in his pocket. He spotted Alma chasing after Danny and ran after them.

Merritt and Henley had gotten the codes and were about to sneak into the darkness and go back to their safe house when they saw Jack getting pushed into a FBI car. "Shit" Henley exclaimed as she looked towards Merritt. "We have to do something Merritt"
Henley tried to walk towards Jack but Merritt stopped her."Henley we can't, we have to come up with a plan. We can't just..." Merritt stopped when he made eye contact with Jack who shookhis head and mouthed 'go'

Merritt pulled Henley's arm, "we have to go" Henley tried to pull away but in the end she gave one last look to where Jack was and let Merritt pull her watched as Merritt pulled Henley away hoping he would be able to complete the mission
with them, they still had a trick up their sleeve.

Danny had managed to get away from Alma and Dylan he walked to the safe house when he knew he wasn't being chased by anyone,unknown to him that they were down to three.

Jack watched as Dylan walked to the car clearly unhappy. Jack guessed it had something to do with how Danny had gotten away. Jack laughed as Dylan let out an annoyed grunt as he and Alma got into the car. "You let him go." Dylan growled as he pulled started
the car up. "He didn't have a gun, I couldn't shoot. You know that." Jack looked up into the rear view mirror and made eye contact with Dylan. "I wouldn't worry about him, hi would be worrying about yourself.