Now You See Me - A 'Wilder' Week- Alma

5 times Jack was taken care of and the time Jack took care of them.

Characters: Jack Wilder, Alma Dray.

Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See Me or anything related to it.

2: Alma Dray

'Okay Henley, Danny and Merritt are alright, check on Jack then I can sleep.' The blonde Frenchwomen thought to herself as she padded down the hallway towards the youngest horseman's room. She had sort of taken on the role of the 'mother' of the group as Dylan had taken on the role of the 'father'. She did this almost every night she spent with the little family. She gently pushed in the door of Jack's room and right away spotted that something was wrong. See she had become used to the ways each horseman/women slept. Henley normally was on her side, one hand curled up by her head and mouth slightly open. Merritt was always on his back, arms and legs thrown every which way, jaw dropped down and snoring softly. Danny slept on his stomach, head to the side and breathing deeply, his hands hanging off the edges of the bed. Jack normally was curled in the fetal position, hands curled up by his mouth looking younger and really living up to the inside joke of him being the baby of the family.

Right now Jack was on his back, face drenched in sweat and hands gripping the sheets that twisted around him as he trashed about, teeth grinding together. Alma was at his side in an instant, one hand going to his forehead, stroking the hair back while checking for a fever. Her other one gently eased his fingers away from the bed sheet shushing him as his hand clamped onto her's instead.

"Shh, it's okay Jack. You're safe, I've got you." She whispered smoothing his hair back, her accent heavy. Jack shook his head from side to side a few more times before settling his head looking at Alma. He gasped as his eyes opened and he took a few deep breaths before focusing in on the blonde hovering above him like a worried mother.

"A-Alma? What are you doing here?" Jack avoided eye contact with the woman who was now gently stroking his cheek with her thumb.

"Checking on you all… Was it a nightmare?" She asked softly.

"Yes…" Jack admitted.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She inquired gently moving on the bed so her back was the wall behind the bed and Jack almost right away curled up half on her chest and half on her lap as she carded her fingers through his short brown hair.

"You all… All of you died… I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything to stop it…" Jack whispered squeezing his eyes closed tightly.

"Oh sweetie." Alma wrapped her arms around him, holding him closer. "It was just a nightmare, it wasn't real. We are all safe; the others are just asleep down the hall 100% safe. Even if we were in danger I know you would come swooping in to save the day."

"Okay…Thanks…" Jack yawned eyes closing and slowly his breathing evened out signaling to Alma that the young man was fast asleep. She smiled and gently detangled herself from Jack and tucked him in before leaving the room and sliding into her's and Dylan's room.

"Hey baby." Dylan yawned moving over for the blonde to slid into his arms.

"Hi." She whispered back pecking his lips.

"The 'kids' all alright?" He asked opening one eye at her.

"Jack had a nightmare, but he is alright now." Alma reported.

"What? Are you sure he's okay?" Dylan seemed more alert now with both eyes open.

"He dreamt that we all died and he couldn't save us. I reassured him that we were all okay and if we were in trouble he would save us. He's asleep now." Alma grinned in triumph.

"That's my girl." Dylan closed his eyes and the couple snuggled together and fell into an easy sleep.