So I went to the local waterpark today and was swimming in the wave pool (Well, I say swimming. It was more like half-floating, half-sinking) when this idea came to me. It's going to be a two-part drabble because otherwise it would get to long. I hope you enjoy!

Category: Gen
Setting: Pre-heists
Characters/Pairings: The Four Horsemen
Rating/Warnings: K+
Summary: When Henley learns that Jack can't swim, she decides to teach him

Disclaimer: Neither Now You See Me nor its characters belong to me.

Out of His Hands (Part 1)

It had been one month since the four soon to be known as the Four Horsemen had found the blueprints to a full sized Las Vegas show. Though somewhat skeptic at first, the four had agreed to do one show together, just to see if they could even work together. It was an hour after that first show and, judging by the applause they had received, they would be working together for a long time…or at least until next year.

They had returned to their hotel room—not a fancy hotel like they one day hoped to be able to afford, but a relatively nice one—and were laying around, talking about their show. Daniel was already chattering nonstop about future shows, which only Jack was listening to. Henley and Merritt were each doing their own thing, occasionally looking over at Daniel and Jack with a shake of their heads.

"I have an idea." Henley announced, interrupting Daniel's lecture.

"What now?" the control freak asked, irritated at being interrupted.

"We should celebrate." Henley explained unfazed at her old boss's irritation.

"How?" Jack asked.

"Swimming of course." Henley replied. "The hotel has an indoor pool open till midnight."

"I'm in." Merritt confirmed quickly. "It's been a long time since I've been swimming."

Daniel frowned, but gave in fairly quickly. "Sure, why not."

"Perfect." Henley grinned. She loved swimming. "What about you, Jack?"

"Uh," Jack hesitated, not looking her in the eye. "I think I'll stay in here. I've got a card trick I've been meaning to practice."

"Oh come on, Jack," Merritt pressured. "You can practice cards any old time."

"No time like the present." Jack replied.

Merritt studied the young man for a moment before realizing what Jack's problem was.

"Oh, you don't know how to swim, do you?" He asked.

"You don't know how to swim?" Daniel repeated before Jack could say anything. "Who doesn't know how to swim?"

"I never really needed to know." Jack answered with an embarrassed shrug. "It's hard to swim when you're on the streets."

That shut Daniel up. Though a month had passed, they were still getting used to each other and it was often easy to forget that Jack hadn't had the home life the other three had been lucky enough to have. Henley looked at her younger friend in compassion before taking the decision out of his hands.

"You're coming." She told him. "It's about time you learn to swim."

"No, really, I'm fine." Jack denied. He was nearly twenty-two years old, for Pete's sake! He wasn't a child that needed to be taught.

"Uh uh," Henley said with a shake of her head. "You're learning how to swim and that's that."

Jack looked at the other two men, who made a point not to look at him. Neither of them were about to try and stop Henley when she had her mind set on something. With a sigh, Jack just nodded and gave in.