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Summary: what if Jackson Rippner wasn't an assassin? And what would happen when he and Lisa first met.
Ok everyone, just so you know I did a bit of editing to make this chapter easier to read, and make it a bit longer.
Chapter 1: They Meet
As Lisa waited in line for what seemed like forever, a man in the next line started to complain about it.
"This is ridicules, your letting these people go ahead, yet I've been standing here for over an hour. I want to speak with your boss, right now." Demanded the impatient man. Lisa quickly, without even thinking jumped in
"Please sir, don't make her do that. She's doing the best she can."
"I don't believe I was talking with you."
"I realize that sir, but…" but she was cut off by the angry jerk
"Look, I've had…" suddenly a man grabs his arm. "Sir, please, just wait a little longer, and I'm sure you'll be on that plane in no time." Said the man, as he stared at the jerk with his cold almost blinded blue eyes. "Look, I've been waiting here for…"
"Sir, look, she exhausted, she's work 18 hours straight, and I'm sure she realizes that we all hate her by now. But if you just be patient, you'll be out of here sooner, because you let her do her job, which I'm assuming is a lot more thankless then yours." Without the jerk shut his mouth, and as he was called to come to the front of the desk to get plane pass, he whispered, "This airline sucks."
Lisa turned to the man behind her, "Thanks." She said
"Oh it was no problem, besides you got the ball rolling, that was just backup." He said smiling at her.
"Yeah, reflex I guess." She replied.
"And why is that?" he asked.
"I manage a hotel, I deal with people like that almost everyday."
"You manage a hotel? Hmm, so which hotel do you manage, the Hilton, the…" he was cut off by her reply
"The Lux Atlantic in Miami."
"Oh so you're on this…" she cut him off again,
"On this very delayed flight to Miami, yes."
"Well, it's a good thing they invented the Tex Mex, Best Nachos in the Airport." He said, "I'll save you a seat if you'd like."
Lisa turned to him, and gave a sort of look that told him he was getting to close.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I didn't mean to invade your personal space." He said apologetically,
"Oh no, no, no, no, it's quit alright, it's just that, uh, I've got a few phone calls to make and so yeah." She said. She was then called to go up to the desk.
" Well ok then, well you have a good flight then." He said,
"You too." She replied.