Hello people! So I have recently watched the Now You See Me movie and simply fell in love with it. I got the urge to write a oneshot series so here it is! Expect weekly update intervals.

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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Now You See Me or any of it's characters. Though I have recently hired a lawyer to change that.

"Do you guys sometimes miss it? You know, the chase, the heist, the tricks, everything. How we evaded Interpol and the FBI and stuff?" Henley Reeves, escape artist, asked. The horsemen were lounging around in their penthouse in New York, their new headquarters. It was very roomy, blueprints and plans hanging on the walls here and there, and very neat (due to Daniel's neat-freakedness). Sitting on the white couch, Jack put his phone down.

"I guess so. I mean, it was exciting and stuff but most of the time it was pretty stressful. Remember when we had to leave headquarters because the FBI was parked right outside the door and I was left to burn all the papers? I thought I was going to go to jail!" Jack recalled. Just thinking about it made his muscles tense.

Merritt faked a hurt gasp. "Are you saying you didn't trust our plan? Jack, you do know how to hurt an old man." Jack punched Merritt playfully on the sofa. "Come on dude, it was pretty scary. Rhodes was like punching me and tackling me and everything. You know, I still feel kind of bad for kicking his ass back there."

"Must've been awkward to see him at the carousel," Daniel commented, eyes still trained on the book he was reading. Recalling the carousel incident made him slightly smile. Then he remembered when Henley grabbed his hand right before they all jumped on and tried to force down the rush of heat spreading up to his face.

"What was your favorite trick?" Henley asked. "I think mine was the first show, when we 'robbed the bank.' It was just hilarious to see that French guy with the helmet on, he looked so stupid." She laughed. "Wonder how the FBI reacted in the interrogation when he started playing the violin." The other horsemen grinned at the thought.

"Mine was when the audience jumped onto Dylan," said Jack, who turned to Merritt. "That was a fine bit of work, Mr. McKinney." He grinned and tipped his fedora to the sleight.

"Thank you, Mr. Wilder. Personally, I just loved watching Daniel try to read Tressler on the plane. I mean, what you said was just pure bullshit. I know it was part of the plan but that was a complete failure," the mentalist said amusedly. "Jack here could've done way better." Daniel put the book down and glared at him. "Hey, I don't read people for a living. At least we got the information we needed. "

"But seriously Danny, you were just hilarious," Henley said smiling. "I don't know what you were trying to do. Where did you even get the ideas?" He looked at her annoyedly.

"Hey Atlas. You still haven't answered yet. What was your favorite part?" Jack looked at Daniel. The show master thought a bit before answering. "The whole thing. The chase, the heist, the shows, the run, all of it."

"Even us?" Merritt said in a falsetto voice, batting his eyelashes. Daniel rolled his eyes. "Well, sometimes. Most of the time, I just wanted to rip your head off."

"Hey hey hey, don't get all graphic with this. There are small children in the room!" Merritt put his hands over Jack's ears. Daniel threw this book at Merritt. Lucky for him, it wasn't a hardcover or a very long book. But it still hurt.

"Ow! Hey man!" The mentalist got up to slap him but Henley (luckily) interfered. She pushed Merritt back onto the couch and glared at Daniel. He shrugged and gave a crooked smirk. She sighed and sat back down.

"Anyway, does anyone else feel bad about selling out Art? I mean, he was a good sponsor. Did you see his expression? I think he was really hurt…" Henley looked at them.

"At the time, I was thrilled because I had never done something like that before. But, in retrospect, I do feel a tiny bit guilty," Jack replied. "It was kind of careless of him to be fooling around with us, though. He could've realized that he was indirectly telling us the answers to personal questions. Then again, that would've kept us from joining the Eye, which would've been bad."

Daniel went to pick up his book but Merritt slapped his hands before he could. "We don't let irresponsible people next to highly effective and dangerous weapons," he said in a rough voice, crossing his arms intimidatingly. Daniel gave him a look that said, What the heck, man? Jack and Henley laughed.

"Are you all ganging up on me now?" Henley rolled her eyes.

"Yes Danny, we're all conspiring against you to kick you out of the Four Horsemen," she said sarcastically.

Daniel sighed and went back to the shelves to get a new book. This time, it was thick and hardcover, as thick as a dictionary. Merritt widened his eyes. "Oh, no no no no. You are not going to use that book." He snatched the book out of his hands and threw it to the couch on the other side of the room.

"It doesn't take a book to threaten people," said Jack as he suddenly summoned and fanned out cards in both his hands. Two cards darted out of his hands as he threw them, each going straight the other boys' foreheads. They both glared at the youngest member as he shrugged. Henley clapped while chuckling.

"You boys are so hilarious," she said smiling. Merritt bowed mockingly while Jack gave her a lopsided smile. Daniel raised an eyebrow at her. Henley tilted her head and smiled at him in the way that made him feel like she was silently teasing him to give a smart-alec retort like he usually did before.

"Is that a complement?" He asked. She shrugged. "It depends on how you look at it. If you are someone like Jack, you might. But for you, you are the type of person who would take that as a challenge." He gave her a skeptical look. She grinned.

Merritt looked at the two's exchange. "Ookay, I think that this is too much sexual tension in the room for comfort. Come on Jack, we needn't be here when they start frick-fracking." Henley and Daniel blushed.

"Shut up Merritt!" they said in unison.

"Aw, they're even talking at the same time! This is definitely one hardcore couple," Jack teased, suddenly getting into the whole Danley-shipping thing.

Merritt high fived him. Daniel and Henley rolled their eyes and left the room.

"I wonder what they're doing…" Jack wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Merritt laughed.

"I don't know, but I don't want to be here to hear the sounds they're going to make."