Now You See Me - A 'Wilder' Week-
5 times Jack was taken care of and the time Jack took care of them.
Characters: Jack Wilder, Merritt McKinney.
Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See Me or anything related to it.
Merritt McKinney
"Thank god we got out of there, I don't know how much sexual tension I can take from those two." Merritt groaned dramatically as he and Jack strolled along in central park.
"What I don't understand is why they aren't together, its kind of obvious." Jack agreed slurping down a slushy he had purchased at a stand along the pathway.
"They both have huge ego's and they clash very easily." Merritt said wisely as they walked, Merritt looked over his shoulder at a soft thud and blinked at Jack who was suddenly rooted to the ground, slushy spilt at his feet. "Jack?" He turned all the way around and took in the stunned look on his face.
"He… He can't be here." Jack whispered, Merritt followed the youngest line of sight. He frowned as he took in the man who was now coming towards them. He looked like an older version of Jack but with longer hair and different colored eyes. He had a sneer on his face as he advanced towards the duo, his eyes set on Jack.
"Who is that?" Merritt asked softly standing in front of Jack protectively.
"My father." Jack gritted his teeth his body tensing up what looked like out of reflex, to the mentalists that was never a good thing.
"Want me to handle this?" Merritt whispered, as the man got closer.
"No, I should handle this." Jack said determined.
"I've got your back Jackie." Merritt swore to the young man whom he saw as a young brother.
"Thanks Merritt…Hello father." Jack said in a tone made of steel.
"Jack never thought I would see your face again." Mr. Wilder snorted.
"I could say the same thing for you." Jack snorted back his whole body tense and seeing how tense the younger man was Merritt automatically tensed up in a protective stance.
"The last I saw of you was you running off into a thunder storm." Mr. Wilder brought back up unwanted memories.
"The last I saw of you was you standing over my mother's dead body with a bloody knife, how the hell are you out of jail?" Jack almost shouted at the man in front of him, fists clenching and unclenching trying to keep calm 100% forgetting that Merritt was standing beside him.
"I have my ways, you're not the only one who can disappear. Imagine my surprise when I see your face plastered across billboards as one of the 'Four Horsemen'. Never thought you would have it in you." Mr. Wilder smirked.
"You're a real bastard you know that?" Jack hissed. "I'm done here, if you come near me again well… I have some connections now and you will be in jail for the rest of your life." Jack stated coldly.
"Ah but it won't hold up in court as you are 'dead' isn't that right?" Mr. Wilder pointed out with a wicked grin.
"I'm done here." Jack gritted out from between his clenched teeth, turning on his heel he strode towards the entrance gates to the park determined not to let anything or anyone stop his purposefully stride.
Merritt stayed behind to do his duty as an older brother as he glared down the man in front of him.
"Jack may be 'dead' but I'm not. Do you know what a mentalist is Mr. Wilder?" Merritt asked his voice low and dangerous as he took a step closer to the older man in front of him. "It means that I can get inside your mind and make you admit your deepest, darkest secrets. If you admit to your crimes then there will be no court hearing, no reason to bring Jack into this." Merritt threatened bring up his hand pinching the man's neck thus putting him in a trance like he did to all the other people he had hypnotized in his lifetime. "If I ever see you again I will active you and you will be spending the rest of your miserable life in jail. Do we understand each other?" Merritt growled stepping back from the older man who nodded and walked away dazed.
Merritt nodded to himself before jogging to catch up with Jack. He slung his arm over Jack's slumped shoulders.
"Sorry you had to hear all that Mer…" Jack ducked his head in shame.
"Hey, not your fault your father is a grade A dick. Now how about we get a replacement slushy and plot a way for Danny and Henley to finally work out that tension of theirs?" Merritt suggested and Jack looked up with a glint in his eyes.
"I have just the thing for that actually…" Jack smirked and Merritt laughed as the two went on business as usual.