Disclaimer: I sadly own nothing of the Red Eye movie. Absolutely nothing. The only part of this that I own is the few OCs and the idea. I make nothing out of this besides pure entertainment.

Red Eye Romance, a Fanfiction:

Chapter One - Grandma

Lisa Reisert stepped out of her house with brisk steps as she headed out to her car, her auburn curls bouncing behind her. As she pulled out of the driveway she was completely oblivious of the black Lexus across the street that pulled out and followed her.

"Lisa, I'm so glad you are here!" Cynthia cried, the normally flustered girl looking as flustered as normal as she tried to calm down an unhappy couple.

"Cynthia, what's the problem?" she hadn't really expected to have to deal with a problem as soon as she walked into the Lux Atlantic but it seemed that work wasn't going to give her time to wake up.

"I can't figure out how to log into the reservation list!" Cynthia was practically in tears, "These people say they have a reservation but I can seem to find any reservations in the system!"

"Cynthia, it's alright. I can show you…"

Jackson Rippner watched through the glass doors to the hotel as Lisa calmed a strawberry blond girl down and dealt with the angry guests easily. "That's right, Leese. Be the manager. After all, if you weren't a manager I wouldn't be here right now, would I?" He looked away from the hotel and drove out of the parking lot.

"See you after work," he muttered.

Lisa pulled out of the hotel parking lot at 12:49. The workaholic in her was proud of the fact she had stayed 2 hours and 49 minutes overtime to help her employees figure out the new software but her true self was scolding her for jeopardizing her sleep and sanity.

What Lisa really needed was to take a break from everything. Go home, grab a drink and watch some late night classical movie. "Grab a drink?" Lisa muttered to herself, "Sounds good." She made a quick decision and pulled into the café at the corner.

As soon as she walked in she was greeted with warmth. Warmth from the people who worked there. Warmth from the crackling fire in the corner of the room. She walked up to the bar and greeted the girl who was working behind the bar.

"Hey Ellizabethe," Lisa gave her a tired smile that the girl returned.

"Hey Lisa, how many times have I told you to call me Elli?"

"Probably too many times to count?" Lisa accepted the drink she didn't order. "Thanks."

"No problem. You're so easy to wait on. Always one grapefruit sea breeze…and this time it's on the house," Elli said as Lisa began to pull out her wallet, "You worked overtime again, you probably need the pick-me-up."

Lisa smiled and raised her drink to Elli as the girl busied herself with other customers.

Jackson smiled as Lisa came out of the bar. "Tough day at work, Leese? I've had a tough 8 weeks of work. Following you around and your oh-so-predictable-boring-schedule…but it will all be over soon."

Lisa was on the way home when she got the call from her Mom. "Hey, Mom, you're calling late," Lisa said cheerfully as she turned onto her street.

"Lisa…Oh god, Lisa…Your grandma, she p-passed away…" Her mom, Katherine, was sobbing so much that Lisa didn't understand what she was saying for a moment but when the message hit Lisa pulled up to the curb and stopped the car 3 blocks before her house.

"Oh god, Mom…"Lisa felt the tears start to roll, hot droplets caressing her face.

"Sweetheart…the funeral is in two days. C-can you make it?"

"Mom, I'll take a flight tomorrow. I'll be there…Just…I just need to get off the phone right now…Bye." Lisa didn't even wait for her Mom to say good bye before she hung up and started sobbing.

Jackson raised an eyebrow. Stopping like this was not normal for Lisa. He couldn't see what was going on in her car as he was parked a few yards away and it was dark but whatever it was must have been pretty serious. Curiosity overpowered him and he grabbed a hold of the laptop that was taking up the passenger seat.

"What are you up to, Leese?" He tapped a few buttons and the computer whirred to life. He opened up a program and plugged his earphones in.

"Hey Cynthia, I'm going to be taking a few days off…" came Lisa's voice from his laptop, the bug in her phone working fine.

"What? What's wrong?" Cynthia could probably hear the unhappiness better than Jackson could over the bug but even to him it was loud and clear that something bad had happened to Lisa.

"My grandma d-died. I'll be taking the next flight out to Texas tomorrow morning. I'll be gone for a week," Lisa choked on a few of the words but otherwise stayed strong. Jackson couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, I'll log it in the system…Oh god, Lisa, I'm so sorry to hear that…If you need to talk abou-"

"I'd rather not talk about it, please. I'm really sorry. I got to go." Lisa hung up quickly.

Jackson raised an eyebrow and closed the laptop. He pulled out his cell phone and pressed a speed dial. "Yes, this is Rippner. I need a ticket for the next airplane from Miami to Texas. Yes, her grandma died. Unless we have confirmation that the job is ready to be done? Didn't think so. In that case I will be with her till you call me again. Thanks." He hung up.

Lisa didn't even take off her clothes that night. She went online, ordered the ticket for the flight, walked over to her bedroom and collapsed on her bed, crying.

Jackson drove back to his hotel for the night. Hoping that he wouldn't have to try to make Lisa call the hotel and help him with his job while they were on the plane.