Several days ago, GUEST left a review asking for a Danley story. I'm not much for romance, but the song "The One That Got Away" by Jake Owens came on the radio a little bit ago and I remembered that request and this just popped into my head. So Guest, if you're still reading this, then here you go. This is the best I've got when it comes to romance haha :)

Category: Romance
Setting: Pre-NYSM
Characters/Pairings: Daniel Atlas/Henley Reeves
Rating/Warnings: K+
Summary: For Daniel, Henley was the one that got away.

Disclaimer: Neither Now You See Me, its characters, or the song belong to me.

The One That Got Away
Well it was magic in the air
When she caught my eye.
We shared three short months,
And one long goodbye.
She was the one that got away.
The one that wrecked my heart.
I should've never let her go.
I should've begged her to stay.
She was the one that got away.
-The One That Got Away
~Jake Owens

"I quit!" she shouted and I swear I about froze. "Have fun doing all the tricks with just Rebecca!"

"Don't be that way, Henley." I tried to soothe things over. This wasn't the first fight we had had, but it was by far the worst. "You know we can't do some of the tricks without you."

"Well you better learn." She said, a note of finality in her voice. "I'm done, Atlas. I can't take one more second in this place!"

Atlas. Lots of people—most people in fact—call me by my last name, but she never did. It was always Daniel or, when she wasn't mad at me, Danny. Never Atlas.

"Henley, think about what you're doing," I tried.

"I have thought!" She interrupted. "I've already been offered my own solo act."

"You got offered a solo act?" I flinched as the words came out harsher then I meant them to, even to my ears.

"Yes I did." Her eyes narrowed and I knew I had just made the situation worse. "And I'm taking it. Good luck, Atlas."

I could only watch as she turned and walked out of the building and out of my life. I wanted to run after her, to beg her not to leave—if not for the act, then for us—but my stubborn pride held me in place as the door swung shut and that chapter of my life was closed.

I kept the act going, but Rebecca was no Henley and before I knew it, it had all fallen apart around me. Rebecca left me for some big-time Vegas guy and I went back to the street, reduced to bribing electricians and simple card tricks. And every day I thought of her, wondering where she was, what she was doing, if she ever thought of me.

She did well for herself, much better than I did. Her website was proof of that and I was on it almost every day, just hoping to see her answer any of the comments I posted, but she never did. She was gone and I had let her go. There was no going back to whatever it was that we had had before.

And then came the card and she was back. It was like life had given me a second chance with the one that got away. And this time, I promised myself, I wouldn't ruin it. She wouldn't get away again.