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"Henley!"

Henley turned quickly and watched as he ran up to her. His dark hair falling over his dark gray-blue eyes and smiled down at her and he had a smile on his face before stopping about two feet away from her and looking at her up and down. She was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and knee high boots with a lacy shirt and a red leather jacket and could practically see his eyes pop out of his skull.

"Um-" Daniel stuttered slightly, running a hand through his hair which was already tangled and wild, a nervous gesture, Henley knew of. "You got one too?"

"Of course," She crossed her arms over her chest and gazed at the very man who'd introduced her to magic and broke her heart, though she'd never in a million years tell him that. "Where'd you find yours, Danny?"

"Wineglass," He told her as they started walking down the hot sidewalk with the sun shining down on them. It been a curious thing to find that that they were being brought to Las Vegas of all places. This was a city of first for the Four Horsemen. Their first show, their first heist, and of course their arrest.

Henley looked at him sideways with a smile. "A wineglass?"

"Oh yeah, great night." Daniel recalled snapping his fingers in the air. "I think that was the night you stood me up in New Orleans, right? We were supposed to have dinner; you didn't show up, ring any bells for you?"

Henley let out an annoyed sigh. "Look, I saw the symbol in the lights of the whole city; I thought we had more important things to do then dinner. Sorry."

"Well, it was your loss." He told her, with an amused yet secretive smile. "I, for one, had a great night. Great people in New Orleans and Izzy, wow, she was really great."

Every cell in Henley told her to let it go and just drop it, but the word was out of her mouth before she could stop it. "Izzy?"

"Oh great girl," They were almost to the hotel now. It was a large modern building with tall glass doors and the store bottom floor was a busy lottery. Cries of joy from winners and sighs of losers echoed from inside it, the sounds of Vegas. "Absolutely loves magic or maybe that's just because of me,"

"Charming," Daniel was always like this she knew but for some reason she was a little bit more annoyed at the thought of him with some random girl. Under all of that arrogance she honestly cared for him and maybe-

"You coming?" She blinked through the sunlight and realized that they were standing in front of the hotel now and he held the door open for her, waiting while she stood halfway up the white ivory stairs.

Damn him, she thought angrily while quickly climbing the marble steps and entering the casino without another look at the man standing next to her. "Sorry, Danny, but I've got more important things to think about then your steady stream of one night stands."

"Well," Daniel let the door close behind him and followed his ex-assistant through the crowded lobby. Nothing had changed since they'd last been here, except maybe the two of them. "What have you been up to then? Still taking photos?"

Henley turned on her heel and smiled brightly at him. "Yes, Danny, I am. What have you been up to?"

Only Henley knew how much calling him Danny pissed him off, but he could admit that he did like the sound of it coming off her lips. "You know, this and that,"

"Good for you," People turned towards them as they walked through the lobby but neither performer turned to face them as they made their way to the glass elevators at the back of the room. "I'm glad you're happy,"

"Well, good." He returned her smile as the silvery doors open and they climbed inside, Henley hitting the number seven as she passed the series of buttons. "Lucky number seven,"

"Brings back memories, huh?" She asked as the machine groaned to a start and they were transported upward. The last time she'd been in the elevator with Daniel was the final night if the Horsemen.

"I remember that night," Who didn't? It had been all over the news for days. The stolen money, Thaddeus Bradley the culprit, and, of course, the disappearance of the Horsemen had created a series of headlines all over the world.

She laughed out loud before she could help herself. "One of our best. How do you think we're going to top it?"

Daniel shrugged, just as curious ads Henley but determined not to let it show. "Who knows?"

With a ding the elevators opened and on the other side stood a familiar man with bright blue eyes and a wicked grin, the mentalist of the horsemen.

"Well," Merritt grinned and shook his head at Henley and Daniel who stood on opposite ends of the small space. "It's good to see you two are as close as ever."

"Oh great," Daniel exclaimed sarcastically. "You're a part if this too,"

"Well you don't have to contain your joy at my expense." Merritt replied smartly, tapping his bare head. "You're still an open book."

"It's good to see you, Merritt." Henley walked over to the older man who embraced the wild girl with light auburn hair.

"Good to see you too, girlfriend." He was wearing a black fedora and a gray dress shirt with a dark vest. "Still as pretty as ever. Heard you're working with a modeling agency. I always knew you'd be one,"

"Please," Daniel muttered but both of then ignored him while he walked over to the living room.

"I'm just the photographer," She turned away from him and looked around their room. Modern white furniture, floor to ceiling windows and a swirling white staircase, it was still the nicest hotel room that she'd ever stayed in. "God, this place hasn't changed at all."

"Except there are no cops," Merritt, Henley and even Daniel turned as the silver elevator doors reopened and revealed the youngest of the four Horsemen, Jack Wilder.

"Ah," Daniel smiled and started to applaud. "The talented Mr. Wilder."

"The writer," Added Henley, hugging her friend.

Merritt nodded respectively at the younger magician. "You've come a long way, Jack."

Jack's dark eyes shone at the sound of respect he was getting from his fellow horsemen. Two years ago he'd never dreamed he'd be anything less than a street performer, yet here he was now in Las Vegas, a part of the greatest magician group the world had ever seen. "I wouldn't be anywhere without you guys. The four horsemen."

"Well, you're welcome," Daniel smirked. "All for one and one for all,"

"That's the three musketeers," Henley pointed out.

"However," Merritt interrupted smartly, making his way to the long ivory couch where he threw himself down into its cushions. "If you want to talk about becoming a threesome, I wouldn't be completely against it," He shot a rueful smile towards Daniel who now lounged in a plush soft love seat. "Sorry, Daniel."

"Don't be," Henley was standing by the window and gazing down at the busy city below while Jack leaned against the walls near the elevator, a deck of playing cards flying through his fingers. "I'm sure he'll love the attention of being a solo,"

"Ah," A voice above them cut through their bickering and the four magicians realized they were not alone in the hotel room. "Our four horsemen joined together once again."

Standing above them at the top if the stairs was the man who'd made all of this possible. The mastermind behind every trick and who'd manage to surprise everyone in the end. The only man that could pull a magic trick on the CIA while inside its walls. A genius and a part of the eye.

Dylan Rhodes.

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