Officials were starting to help get the audience out. At the door, everyone was being carefully looked over to make sure they didn't have a gun or a mic. Contact information -phone numbers and the like- was being collected as well. It really should've been a very slow process, but it wasn't. It was going quite speedy.

An ambulance was also there already, and paramedics had already taken Fayette out to it. The Four Horsemen had followed out to it, and were waiting for it to leave.

"Will we all be allowed to ride in the ambulance?" Henley asked. Danny shook his head.

"Of course not. Jack will go." Danny said. Jack looked at him. Jack wasn't sure if he could stand seeing Fayette hurt so bad. He wanted to be there for her, of course, but he just wasn't sure.

"Why me?" he asked. Danny shook his head.

"Because you're going to mean the most to her right now. It won't matter much if we're there, we're just her close friends. You're her best friend, or close to it. Now, we'll take her truck and meet you guys at the hospital." Danny said, and held his hand out. Jack dug in the front pocket of Fayette's rucksack -her equivalent of a purse that she kept pretty much everything in when going places- and took out the keys to her truck. He put them in Danny's hand, then turned when a paramedic put a hand on his shoulder.

"Are any of you four coming with us?" the paramedic asked, and Danny nodded.

"Jack is. We'll meet you at the hospital." Danny said. The paramedic nodded, and Jack got into the ambulance with him, and the doors were shut. Danny, Merritt, and Henley waited until the ambulance had left the parking lot before running over to Fayette's truck.

For Jack, it all went in a whirlwind. He guessed for Fayette, it just kind of happened. She wasn't ever much for pain; it never really seemed to affect her. Anyways, she looked out of it. Jack wasn't sure what the paramedics had given her, or what for, but it put her unconscious, he thought. So what did it matter? She wasn't hurting right now at least.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Jack had followed the paramedics into one of the rooms, then stayed out of the way as whoever had to work worked on whatever they had to work on. It was a good thing Jack hadn't wished to be a doctor; he was starting to get a headache from just watching everyone. After about twenty minutes, a doctor walked up to the bench Jack was sitting on outside Fayette's room.

"You're Jack, aren't you?" the doctor asked, and Jack nodded.

"I'm Dr Roberts. You can come in and see Fayette. She's awake." The doctor said. Jack nodded, and walked into the room. The doctor hadn't followed him, but went off do whatever else doctors did. Jack went and sat in the chair beside the bed. Fayette was sitting up, and she looked at him.

"How're you doing, Faye?" Jack asked. Fayette shrugged.

"Sleepy. Dunno what they gave me for my arm, but it made me sleepy." Fayette said. Jack grinned.

"Everything a doctor gives you makes you sleepy, Faye." He said. She laughed.

"Well, at least my arm don't hurt."

"At least your arm don't hurt, exactly. The others should be here soon, they took your truck and traffic was probably bad getting out."

"Do we know who shot at me?"

"No, but the officials are all taking care of it. They're checking everyone out who leaves. They'll find him, don't worry."

"Why do you think he hit you then shot at me? What's he got against the Four Horsemen?"

"Dunno. Could be anything, really."

"Guess so. I really wish he'd waited to be mad at us until later. We still had half a show to go through."

"We're gonna re-do it on another date as soon as possible. The officials are getting contact information from everyone who leaves, and we'll let them know when we're re-doing the show. I don't think we'll charge them anything, since technically, they already have the tickets. If they come a long way to get here, maybe we could help them get back if they'd like. You know how Danny is. And the Eye won't care; they'd probably encourage it." Jack said. Fayette nodded, then paused before talking.

"I hate the Eye." Fayette said. Jack looked at her with a curious look.

"That was out of nowhere. Why do you hate the Eye?"

"Apparently they've had me under surveillance since I joined the Four Horsemen, and they're the reason I can't do magic on myself. They told Danny when I joined, and he told me earlier today. It makes me mad. They can surveillance me all they want, but they didn't tell me. That's mean. And they stopped my magic. Never -ever- stop my magic. It's mine for a reason. If they want me to stay, ask me to stay. I won't leave unless they do something I can't stand. Something like that." Fayette said, huffing to punctuate herself.

"You're not leaving, are you, Faye?" Jack asked, his voice sad. Fayette looked at him, but didn't respond.

"You're gonna leave the Four Horsemen, Faye." Jack said. This time it wasn't a question. Fayette shook her head quickly, but he gave her a look, and she nodded.

"I've been thinking about it for a while. Originally, I was going to right after this show. It might take a little longer now."

"What made you want to leave in the first place? Did you not like us?"

"What? No, of course I like you guys. I don't know what I would have done without you guys the past year. But I'm tired of the Eye. I'm not kidding when I say that I was literally forced into the Eye."

"How'd they force you?"

"I'd been doing a few street shows in Lafayette, and some guys got mad. I think they'd been trying to do shows like mine for a long time, and never got as much hype as I did. They started a fight with me. I got them pretty beat, you know, as beat as I could get three somebodys in a fight. The police were starting to step in when one of the guys hit me in the stomach. I was knocked back into a tree, out cold."

"What happened?"

"Police had me taken to the hospital. When I woke up, Rhodes was there, pretending to be a cousin of mine. The doctors believed him, and he brought me home with him. He told me about the Eye, and recommended I join. I didn't want to, but he said that in the Eye, I'd never have to worry about anyone trying to hurt me again. They'd do the protecting and stuff, help me find places to stay and I'd be all taken care of."

"And you accepted?"

"Not at first. When I told him thanks, but no, he got mad. Threatened me a few times. Still didn't work. Then he promised me that if I joined, he'd find me a group of magicians like me to perform with sometimes."

"Why did he promise that?"

"Because when I performed by myself all the time, it wasn't quite as fun. I'd performed with a few other people before and enjoyed it. But what really stopped me was that he said magicians like me. Street magic, he called it. You know, the pick-pocketing and picking locks and duplicating and stuff like that."

"Just like me."

"Yes, just like you, Jack. I agreed. Then once I joined the Eye, I learned some illusion work, and some mind-games that were easy. Never that great at card tricks, of course, but I could still do'em. Then Rhodes found you guys, the Four Horsemen. He said that I would be joining you. At first, I was iffy. I didn't know you guys, I knew of you. You'd caused a lot of trouble."

"Why were you iffy?"

"I guess I was a little afraid. You guys were known real well. I was known in a few places in eight different states, but mostly just in Louisiana. And I didn't think our tricks would ever fit well together."

"Well it did."

"Guess so."

"So why do you still want to leave?"

"I just don't fit well in the Four Horsemen. Even the name says I don't belong."

"You fit just perfectly in with us. Everyone loves you as a part of the Four Horsemen."

"That's not exactly the point anymore. Earlier today, it was. But it isn't now."

"What's the point?"

"The Eye failed me."

"Now how'd the Eye do that? You're not performing alone, and you aren't just barely scraping by. You're doing quite fine, actually."

"No, they said they'd keep me from getting hurt. I was just shot, Jack. I'd rather get in a few fights a month with some numbskulls than get shot at."

"Does your arm hurt, Faye? Do I need to go find a doctor?" Jack asked, standing up. Fayette shook her head, and grabbed his arm with her good one.

"No, I'm fine."

"Please don't leave us, Faye." Jack said. Fayette didn't respond.

"Faye, how are you gonna leave? The Eye won't just let you walk out, even if we Four Horsemen did." Jack said. Fayette shrugged.

"I was gonna make Danny help me."

"Danny wouldn't help you, Faye. That'd make the Eye upset, and he's afraid of the Eye."

"I know. But I bet if I asked him nicely he'd help me. I'm pretty sure Danny doesn't like me too much."

"Of course Danny likes you. Maybe not as much as Henley or Merritt or me, but he likes you well enough."

"Then I'd leave on my own, if Danny wouldn't help me."

"How? And why wouldn't you ask Henley or Merritt? Or why wouldn't you ask me, Faye? Why ask Danny?" Jack asked. Fayette looked at him, a bit of a sad look in her eyes.

"Because you wouldn't let me leave, that's why, Jack." Fayette said. Before Jack could respond, he got a text. Jack quickly read it, then sighed.

"It's Danny. He says he's out in the waiting room. Wants me to go meet him; apparently he needs to talk to me for a moment. Him and Merritt and Henley." Jack said. Fayette nodded.

"Well, don't make him mad. I'll be okay for a little while." She said. Jack nodded, and he gave her a quick -though gentle- hug, then left the room.