"Thanks, Jack. Now, everyone go get ready for the show." Danny said, "Jack, go wake up Fayette." Jack nodded, and walked from the door, stepping over Henley's various shopping bags. Once at Fayette's room, he knocked.

"Faye, wake up, it's time to start getting ready." He called through the door. No response.

"Faye?" he asked. He waited a moment out of politeness, then cracked open the door.

"I'm already up, Jack, its fine." Fayette said, opening the door the rest of the way. She was standing in front of her mirror. She was completely ready for the show already. Jack crossed the room to stand beside her at the mirror, and looked at her. He, for some reason, had always liked the way Fayette had looked in the Four Horsemen. She seemed to fit in perfectly, both magic-wise and appearance-wise. It took a moment for Fayette to realize what he was doing: staring.

"Yes, Jack, do you need something?" she asked. He looked away, shaking his head.

"No, no, I'm alright. I'll just leave you to it, then." He said. Fayette nodded, and he left the room. He felt as though Fayette was watching him. He glanced over his shoulder, and she was, though it seemed as if by accident.

It only took Jack about twenty minutes to be ready for the show as well. Really, Danny and Henley were the only ones to need the hour and ten minutes they gave themselves. It would take less than twenty minutes to get to the showplace, and set up everything. He walked to the den, feeling bored. Fayette was sitting in her chair, doing something on the Xbox. He walked around to see.

"Whatcha doing?" Jack asked. Fayette shrugged.

"I can watch part of a movie before we leave, and just finish when we get back." She said. Jack nodded, though she hadn't seen the movement.

"What are you gonna watch?" Jack asked.

"Fellowship of the Ring." She responded. After she hit play, she lay back, curling into her chair. Jack stood for a few minutes, watching the movie with her. Once she realized that he was still there, she turned to him.

"You just gonna stand there?" she asked. Jack shook his head, and sat in his chair, drawn as always to the movie. Merritt also joined the movie watching when he was ready. Henley was ready before Danny was this time, and she watched a few minutes before deciding to scroll lazily on her phone.

Upon being ready, Danny walked into the den. He'd called to the others from the door, but he had gotten no response. Save Henley, they were all intrigued by the movie. Henley just wasn't paying attention to anything. Danny took one look at the movie, and huffed. He walked up to the chair Fayette was in, and grabbed the Xbox controller. He paused the movie at a very dramatic scene.

"Hey!" Fayette cried. She turned around.

"What?" she asked. Danny rolled his eyes.

"Well, uh, I dunno, it's time to go to the show. I called for you guys at the door." Danny said, frustrated.

"Why are you getting so angry?" Merritt asked. Though Danny often was mad at Fayette, he never showed it, always very scared of the Eye. Danny gave him a hard look.

"Because we can't just be late to the show." Danny said. Jack glanced at his watch as he stood up.

"Danny, relax, we'll still have time when we get there and set up." Jack said. Danny shook his head.

"We'll be rushed. And this isn't the first time it's happened." Danny said.

"Why is it showing that it's bothering you now when we know it's bothered you before?" Fayette asked.

"Because this is an important show." Danny said shortly.

"I thought all shows were important." Fayette responded. Danny nodded.

"They are. But this one is very important. We're trying all new tricks. Now, let's go." Danny said. Merritt, Jack, and Henley all immediately stood up, and filed towards the door. Fayette went to follow, but Danny grabbed her arm, turning her to face him.

"Fayette, me and you aren't going to get along if you don't stop with your movie stuff."

"I've been with you guys for almost a year. I don't see why it's becoming a problem now."

"It was a problem long before now, I was just trying not to get mad."

"Because you're scared of the Eye."

"Because I'm scared of the power the Eye has. They could probably put me in jail for life."

"For what? Hating movies?"

"For getting mad at you. If the Eye catches word that you aren't a little Goldilocks here, I'm gone."

"Where are they gonna hear it from?"

"You."

"Why would I talk to the Eye? I literally cannot stand them. I was forced to join. Now you can stop dancing around me, I don't care. Hate me if you want."

"I don't want to hate you. What I want is for you to stop pretending the Eye doesn't watch your every step." Danny said. Fayette looked at him, surprised.

"What?" she asked. Danny nodded.

"You don't know? They didn't tell you? You're under surveillance, Fayette. Why do you think you can't work magic on yourself?"

"How do you know about that?"

"The Eye explained a few things to me before you joined. You'd be under strict surveillance, and never once could you do magic on yourself. They'd interfere so you couldn't. They don't want you to run off; they don't want you to leave."

"Then you'll have to help me."

"What?"

"I'll explain later, we have a show to get to." She said, turning around, and running to the door. Danny followed her. The others were waiting at the truck.

"Thought you'd forgotten there was show, Danny." Merritt said. Danny shook his head as Fayette quickly started up the truck. It took all of six minutes for her to get them to the YUM center. If she wasn't so talented in magic, they probably would've kept Fayette around for her driving skills.

They quickly got inside, and set up the remaining things to set up. They were ready.

It had all happened too fast. They'd been doing some trick that Danny had set up when the lights in the entire center went out. And since the Four Horsemen had used darkness in before tricks, no one panicked. Not a single scream of terror rang out. A few gasps of or interest, but no one was worried.

Until there was a thud from the stage. Almost immediately afterwards, the lights came back on. Jack was laying the floor, looking a little dazed and very much confused. Danny, Fayette, Merritt, and Henley all covered their mics.

"Jack, what happened?" Danny asked as he and Merritt and Henley walked over to Jack. Fayette ran over, and kneeled beside him. Jack sat up, shaking his head. His lip was busted, and bleeding.

"Somebody hit me, took my mic." Was all he got to say before there was an over-powering voice.

"Back up! Back away from Jack!" said the voice. Danny, Henley, and Merritt each took a step back, looking around for the source of the voice instinctively. Fayette stayed where she was.

"Now, Fayette, you leave Jack alone. You back up away from him." Everyone looked around, surprised. Fayette looked at Jack.

"Fayette, I said back up. You back up or I'll shoot you." The voice said again. The audience gasped. Fayette shook her head, and spoke into her mic.

"Well, Mister Voice, I don't think I appreciate you taking Jack's mic, and hitting him. Now that there ain't polite." Fayette said. Jack grinned. Fayette was pretty sophisticated, save her talk when she was miffed. You got her mad, she sounded country as the Dukes of Hazzard.

"I don't do a deal, Fayette. Back up, now, Fayette, I'm not kidding." The voice said. Danny reached forward to take Fayette's arm, and pull her back. He realized the voice wasn't kidding, and as much as he and Fayette didn't get along, he didn't want her to get shot at. Fayette shook her head.

"Mister Voice, this ain't far to the audience. They didn't pay to see someone get shot. Why don't you wait until our show is over, then you can get your tail whooped when I beat you senseless." Fayette said. A bit of laughter from the audience; this was starting to seem like a show. Danny, Merritt, and Henley had to hide their grins. Fayette was really fun to listen to when she was miffed. Jack shook his head.

"Faye-" he started, trying to push her back and get to his feet at the same time when there was a gunshot. The audience gasped again.

Fayette fell back onto the stage, the sheer force of the bullet hitting her knocking her over. Jack turned immediately to her. She'd hit her head on the stage floor, and she looked as dazed as Jack had been. Her right shoulder was bleeding. The bullet hadn't actually gone through into her skin, but it had still hurt her. Danny turned to the crowd.

"Please, ladies and gentlemen, keep calm. We won't lie; this isn't part of our tricks. But do not panic. Officials will be in momentarily to help escort everyone outside the building. We will continue our show as soon as we can. Be sure not to actually leave. We'll find a way to get contact information to all of you. Now, Mister Voice, I speak to you. We don't know what you want, but you did just hurt one of us. You won't get away."

"Won't I?"