They were Back in New York when the firewalls dropped on the computers. Danny Smashed Agent Rhodes's phone but they knew they had mere hours before the FBI showed up. Jack had called Mozzie from the plane, Mozzie had found a body double for Jack, as well as a car. Mozzie also was ready with the plan, Jack's car would go up on the bridge, and Jack Wilder would die.

In the apartment, they were burning things. Jack was worried, he didn't want to go to jail if they got caught, his fingerprints would go into the system and then he would be connected to the Raphael and all the other crap he did with Neal.

"I don't want to go to Jail." Jack said as he burned the papers.

"Do you want some bronzer? Or a campy, I have pads if you need them." Henley Taunted. Jack sighed, sometime she was a mega bitch.

"Then don't screw up. You're always asking to be treated like an Adult, now might be a good time to start acting like one. Stick to the plan" Danny said as he shoved more papers to Jack, in this world, they weren't dating, they were the horsemen. The look Jack gave Danny as Danny slapped his shoulder, was heart breaking. Danny had no clue what was about to go down, and Jack had no chance to now tell him.

Burning the papers, he tried to stay in his walls, but he was cracking, he knew that after his "death" Danny would realize that the last thing he said to him was kinda fucked up.

Danny looked out the window and said softly, "guys they're here."

Jack took a deep breath, and looked at his friends one last time, he knew it was time. He heard the door open and hid on top of the book case, with most of his weight on the door, it was time to fight.

Grabbing a wet rag, he shoved it in the agent's mouth and manipulated his jacket so that the agents arms were behind him and about to be destroyed in the garage disposal. Agent Rhodes heard his partner's screams and came running.

Jack took the agent's belt and used it to grab Agent Rhodes's gun and toss it aside. Agent Rhodes and Jack struggled. Jack used agent Rhodes's hand cuffs and tied him to the table. Taking the Walkie Talkie, He looked at the Agent.

"You little shit." Agent Rhodes Said.

"You little shit." Jack repeated, sounding exactly the same.

In Agent Rhode's voice he said, "we're good 6 go to 7."

Jack grabbed a file, shoved it in his jacket and threw the flammable paper at Rhodes, it sparking in his face. Rhodes hit Jack, and Jack fell to the floor, scrambling to get up, grabbed his cards. Putting his hands up, he was ready.

"Really?" Rhodes said as Jack showed his cards,

"Really." He said as he began to throw them, hitting Rhodes in the face and cutting him.

Running out the door, he jumped into the garbage shoot and slide down, papers in his mouth. Rhodes came down after him. they crash landed, Jack dropping the papers. Rhodes went for them, but Jack was faster, he then stepped on Rhodes and ran for the car outside after climbing a bunch of buildings and running out to the street.

Jack Weaved through traffic, trying to lose the FBI, but it was to no avail, they were not going anywhere. He turned onto the 59th street bridge, he knew shit was about to go down. Mozzie was there, in position. Weaving through traffic, he got in front of the bus, and the bus cut off Agent Rhodes and Interpol Agent Alma Dray. Alma cut over to the next lane, just in time to see Jack's car hit the center divide and roll several times. The screeched to a stop.

Agent Rhodes got out and sprinted to Jack's car, trying to pull him out but his FBI partner pulled him back, the car was about to blow up.

They sprinted away from the car moments before it blew up, the impact pushing them into the parked BMW they had acquired previously.

The three horsemen sat in a undisclosed area watching the news. It hit Danny hard, very hard. He didn't know what to say. Henley was barely holding herself together, and Merritt shook his head, the kid was young, so incredibly young and he went out like that.

Meanwhile, Jack was with Mozzie, making sure he had no broken bones and whatnot. He was sore from fighting several FBI agents, but he managed to come out with only bruises and minor stress fractures- no broken bones.

He sat on the couch holding his head. He figuratively just killed himself and he didn't know how to feel. There was no more Jack Wilder, just Jack. He hoped that after all of this, Danny would understand why he couldn't tell him.

Mozzie could tell that the kid was very stressed out.

The three horsemen filmed a video addressing Jack's Death.

Danny Spoke,

"Jack.. he wanted to be the greatest magician to have ever lived. Wherever he is, we hope it is full of magic...but the point is..."Danny choked for a moment, "sorry, the point is."

"- the point is that we are to say that we are not, will not and cannot quit now. we have started something bigger than all of us, and we have to finish it." Merritt interrupted.

Jack watched the video. He saw how upset Danny looked no matter how much he tried to hide it. It broke Jack's heart.

Mozzie handed Jack a bottle of wine, and patted his shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

"After...I have another part of the mission. I still need your help." Jack told him, as he then began to give mozzie the information needed to pull the last part of the trick.

Jack then made a phone call, while Mozzie drove. The other horsemen were ordered to move a safe, and put in a mirror, to make the room look empty. They knew that someone in the eye would take care of the last part of the trick- they had directly been told so via a note left on a deck of cards, the Jack of Hearts being the top card.

The Horsemen did the final show on the top of the building.

Jack broke the glass with his sledge hammer, got into the safe, and stole the money, placing it in Thaddeus Bradley's Range Rover.

The three horsemen walked up to the gates of central park, and saw that it was look. Henley sighed as she grabbed it.

Jack walked up out of the shadows, from the other side.

"Haven't you been listening? Nothing's ever locked." He smiled as he undid it. Danny didn't know what to feel. He was so glad Jack wasn't dead, but so mad too.

Henley smiled, "well done Mr. Wilder."

"you're a big boy now." Merritt said.

Danny said nothing.

When they walked up to the shrike tree and their cards went to it, and then the Carousel came on, they followed the sounds. Standing before them was FBI agent Dylan Rhodes.

"when I said to be the smartest guy in the room-"

"we were in agreement." Dylan finished.

Henley was Speechless.

"I am so sorry for kicking your ass." Jack said in shock.

Dylan explained a few things cryptically, before leading them in, they made it. They were apart of the eye.

A/n: Hope you're enjoying the story so far! :)