His Queen

New Orleans

(( I'm sorry if you wanted a lot of detail for the show but honestly it's really a lot of talking so i'm honestly just gonna copy a paste from the online script and just add Jessica to it and change some things. I'll try harder when I get back into the groove of writing and get some more experience...sorry))

It was time for the New Orleans show...and I was SOOO late. I told the rest of the group they could leave without me so I could get one more thing for my trick. I pulled up to the building and went through the back door. I made my way up to side stage and fixed my hair and black knee length dress. When I looked out everyone else seemed to have just finished up their tricks. I walked on stage and when I walked past Daniel, I silently punched him in the gut but kept walking and smiling.

"So for my trick i'm going to need a volunteer while my handy assistants get everything ready, and im sorry everyone but I have already picked my volunteer" I walked off the stage and pulled a watch out of my pocket, I approached the little girl and mother from the hotel. I silently pushed the watch in the little girl's hands before helping her and her mother on stage.

"For my trick, I need you honey to time how long it takes for me to get out of a straight jacket and chains n the air...over a pool of flesh eating pirahnas" I smiled and strapped into my jacket, I stole half of the trick idea from Henely (with her permission of course). I smiled over at Merritt's concerned gaze, you see who knew I was going to be escaping a jacket and chains but not the rest of the trick.

Henely help me put the chains and cord on that will lift me up in the air. As soon as she was done, I saw merritt move to stop the trick...BUT it was too late cause I was already in the air and winking at him. Jack and Daniel just stood back the whole time, Daniel just not caring enough to do anything and Jack was too innocent and still to shocked to stop it. I was hovered over the pool and told the little girl to start the clock. As soon as she did I worked from the inside of the jacket. I released the arms and pulled on the chains, I was trying to work as fast as possible, 1 I was being timed 2 I was starting to get light headed...fast. I released the chains but as soon as I did the jacket and chains fell off my body...along with the cord holding me in the air that was hooked on the jacket.

I fell down into the pool but it was fine cause the audience couldn't see that there was a cylinder like hole going through the pool so I fell through the middle and onto a mat below the stage. I hard the crowd and the group freaking out so I climbed through a tunnel where I had set up like a ton of fans so my clothes and hair would appear dry when I appeared again. I walked back up onto stage and poked Merritt on the shoulder from behind.He turned around and I merely smiled at him before he tackled me into a hug. I hugged him back. "I'm okay Mer" I couldn't help but smile at all the progress I had made with Merritt. Years ago I was just the orphan daughter of Lionel Shrike with a hopeless crush on a mentalist. I silently slipped out of his arms after giving him a kiss on the cheek, and went to the middle of the stage, bowing, and smiling as the crowd applauded me.

I froze slightly as I saw my brother in the crowd with the pretty blonde, I was a little bits away but I could see his teary proud eyes and slight smile. In that moment i've never been more aware of the fact that dad was looking down on me and was proud of me along with dylan. Yet I was a little wary of the fact he knew I would be at the police station that day, was he involvedwith more?

I noticed that I was lost in thought (something I do a lot) and i'm guessing either Merrit or Henely had softly guided me to the edge of the stage to come out of my mind while they completed the show. I politely asked the team to not be apart of the last trick, I know we were doing a good thing but I didn't want Dylan or dad to be dissapointed in me for technically breaking the law.

Merritt came over and with the ever so "gentleman" he is, he jokingly bowed, took my hand, kissed the back of it, before softly rushing me to the back of the stage and hooking my cable to my harness under my dress. I kissed his cheek and thanked him before we were launched into the air and onto the support beams on the ceiling. I cringed seeing Dylan under a mass of people on the stage but mentally made a note to make fun of him for it later, i'm nothing if not a evil little sister.