Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See Me.
Summary: Jack is sick with a fever when Alma and Dylan show up.
The mentalist, the escape artist, and the showman stared down at the sleight. Jack was currently huddled under three coats and at least two blankets with a 102 degree fever. Nobody knew what to do. They had already tried taking him to a hospital but he had refused, and with good reason too. The FBI and Interpol were still chasing them and Jack hadn't wanted to draw attention.
There was a knock on the door and all three turned, startled. For a moment nobody moved, but then Henley took a few tentative steps forward and pulled open the door, revealing one FBI agent and one Interpol agent. Both slowly lowered their guns when they saw the three unarmed Horsemen. Alma hurried over to Jack, immediately sensing something was wrong and gently pressing a hand to his burning forehead.
Jack stirred, sleepily blinking open glazed, feverish eyes. A look of alarm flashed through his eyes when he saw the blond agent leaning over him.
"Shhh, Jack it's okay" Henley hurried over and took Jack's hand.
"He needs to get to a hospital" Alma murmured as she walked over to Dylan.
"We could arrest them now and then take him to a hospital" Dylan pointed out.
"He needs a hospital now" Alma glared at him. Dylan simply glared back, determined to prove his point.
"No hospitals" Merritt stepped forward.
"He has a fever" Alma sighed. Henley bit her lip and went to stand next to Alma.
"I agree with her" she said, "Jack's really sick."
All of them looked at Daniel, who had yet to say anything. He shrugged noncommittally.
"Yeah, Jack's sick. But don't blame me if those two arrest us the second our backs are turned," the last comment being directed at Henley.
Alma shot a glare at Dylan, who threw his hands up in despair and went over to Jack. Merritt grudgingly helped the FBI agent lift Jack from his cocoon of blankets. The youngest Horseman whimpered as the cold air hit his bare skin. Henley hurried forward with a coat and wrapped it around Jack's shoulders as Merritt and Dylan supported Jack's limp frame.
Together, Merritt and Dylan managed to walk Jack down two flights of stairs and lift him into the agents' car. Henley slid into the other side of the backseat pulling Jack's head to rest in her lap. He moaned, his eyes fluttering, but never opening.
"We'll meet you there" Merritt called as Daniel pulled up with one of the Horsemen cars.
"How bad is he?" Alma twisted in the front passenger seat, looking back at Henley and Jack. Henley gently cupped a hand to Jack's too-warm neck.
"Bad" she replied, chewing her bottom lip worriedly.
Dylan and Merritt carried Jack into the Emergency Room. A nurse hurried over and within a matter of minutes Jack had been whisked away.
"He'll be okay" Daniel nodded, as though reassuring himself. The rest of the Horsemen didn't say anything and only sat down in the standard, uncomfortable hospital chairs.
Dylan came over and handed Merritt a stack of papers.
"What are these?"
"Forms. That you have to fill out."
"No" Merritt handed the papers back to Dylan, who tried to hand them back, and turned to Henley, "see this is why I told you not to come to the hospital."
"Jack needed a doctor."
"Are you Mr. Wilder's family?" the doctor came over.
"You told them his real name?" hissed Daniel, spinning around to scowl accusingly at the FBI agent. Dylan chose to ignore that and nodded, in answer to the doctor's question.
"He's awake now and we have him on antibiotics."
"Can we see him?"
"Yes. He's in room 3, on the left" the man pointed down the hall.
Dylan strode forward as the three Horsemen rushed down the hallway. Alma placed a hand on his arm.
"Give them a minute" she nodded.
"Jack!" Henley smothered the youngest member of the Horsemen in a hug.
She released him and peered critically at him.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
"Can we just go home?" Jack asked, suddenly sounding a lot younger than twenty.
"In a bit" Henley replied, worriedly watching as Jack's face paled even more and he closed his eyes for a minute.
Me: Chapter 2 will be coming shortly! It will most likely be shorter, but…