I don't own Now You See Me and this might have spoilers from the new movie, which was fantastic! This will probably be a collection of one-shots but I don't know how many. Hope you enjoy the story!


It started with a cough, but then turned worse. Jack wasn't feeling too well for the past few days but once the cough came along and then a fever popped up, he knew something was wrong. Slowly he got himself up and off the couch, feeling nauseous, and decided to go lay in his bed. No one else was home at the moment with Danny and Merritt out to get food, and Dylan was working like usual.

After a few minutes Jack finally made it to his bed, and curled up into his blankets, feeling cold on the inside but actually burning up with the fever. He managed to fall asleep for a little while but then had to bolt out of the bed to run into the bathroom as fast as he could. Making it to the toilet in time he started to throw up feeling even worse then before. Suddenly he felt someone rubbing his back while muttering soothing and calming words to him. Slowly Jack started to relax after he was done throwing up, and whoever was with him in the bathroom stood up to get a wet washcloth. They started to wipe his face to get any left over vomit off and to let the cold towel cool his face a little.

Jack had never been as embarrassed in his life then at this moment, growing up no one had ever taken care of him like this, as he was always left to his own to take care of himself. It did feel nice though that someone did care for him at least, though at the moment he didn't know who it was. Turning around to face whoever was taking care of him, he was shocked when he saw who it was. He was not expecting this.

Dylan Rhodes.

Dylan Rhodes was looking at him with worry clearly shown in his eyes and had been washing his face. His cheeks suddenly went red with a blush which caused him to look down to the floor and for Dylan to chuckle softly.

"Jack? Are you starting to feel better now? Your fever is still kind of high and you should probably go lay back down in bed."

"I-I feel a little better now….uhhh…thanks by the way for helping me." As he said this the blush on his face increased, If that was even possible, and he was looking down to the floor almost in shame like a little kid would do if they were caught by their parents.

Dylan brought his finger to Jack's chin to make him look up at him, and he looked at Jack with a small smile.

"Don't even worry about it, now let me help you get back in bed and get you comfy." He then reached down to help Jack stand up and get him steady on his feet to walk back to his bed. When Jack was in bed, Dylan told him he would be right back so he could go change and get the thermometer.

10 minutes later Dylan came back thermometer in hand and wearing pajama pants and a tee-shirt. He proceeded to take Jacks temperature and Jack could tell he wasn't very happy with how high it was. Walking into the bathroom without a word, Dylan grabbed a towel and got it cool and wet.

"Your fever is at 102.3(degrees Fahrenheit)." Dylan said as he walked back into the room from the bathroom with the towel in his hands. "Put this on your forehead and it will help cool you down a little bit and make you more comfortable."

Jack nodded softly and took the towel from Dylan's hands with trying to wrap his head around what was happening. He was not used to someone taking care of him like this and a small part of him felt happy and really enjoyed it but he didn't really now how to react to the whole situation.

Making sure once again that Jack was comfortable and after tucking him, and placing a kiss on the top of his head, he started to head towards the door. "I'm right down the hall as you know Jack, if you need anything feel free to get me." Dylan said with a smile looking at Jack.

"D-Dylan? Umm..C-could…uhh..nevermind sorry." Jack was going to ask Dylan something but at the last moment he thought it was ridiculous.

"What is it? Don't be afraid to ask me Jack." Instead of walking out the door as Jack thought he would he ended up responding to Jack's question and walking back towards his bed. Dylan ending up sitting down on the edge of the bed while looking at Dylan, worry still in his eyes.

"Ummm..i-I was wondering if y-youcouldstayherewithme."

"What was that Jack? You were speaking to fast for me to understand you."

"I-I was wondering if you could stay here with me." Jack got past his fear and stated confidently to Dylan who proceeded to look at him with shock in his face.

"Really? I you want me too I will."

"Please?"

"Alright scoot over then." Jack moved closer to the center of the bed while Dylan slipped in and under the covers and grabbed Jack to pull him into a tight, comforting hug. Jack was shocked when he did this but once Dylan was holding him he felt safe, warm, and protected by Dylan's embrace. Jack started to cry a little, not used to what was happening but he was still laying there in Dylan's arms while the older man used one had to rub his back to help sooth the troubled and sick young man.

"Why?" Jack asked while still crying, and without further words needed Dylan understood what the question was aimed at.

"I care, Danny, Merritt, and you may not know but I care about all of you, and while I know you guys can take care of yourselves it doesn't stop me from worrying about you guys." At this response Jack looked up at him in shock not entirely expecting that answer.

"Really? …Thanks." Jack responded with a small smile at the though that someone really cared and worried about them.

"No problem my little horseman, now go to sleep, you need the rest." Dylan then kissed his head and pulled him tighter to his chest.

Jack slowly fell asleep, listening to the heartbeat and breathing of the man closest to a father to him, and knowing he was safe in his arms.

"…thanks dad." Jack said this almost completely asleep and not really knowing he said it but Dylan gave him another kiss on his head and smiled in happiness.

"Thank you my little horseman, my son"