Author's Note: Sorry for the lame title; I just can't think of a good title right now. It's my first Red Eye story, so please be kind in your reviews. Sorry for any OOC-ness! Also, I find it really annoying to say Jackson all the time, so I'm going to say Jack. Just so you don't get confused. One more thing: When I say stewardess, I mean flight attendant. Just so you know.
Disclaimer: If I owned Red Eye, all that you're about to read would be in the movie. But, alas, I don't. I really wish I owned Jackson Rippner and his oh-so-cute blue eyes. (I'm only guessing on his eye color, because they looked kinda colorless in the beginning, then turned blue later on. Anyone know why?)
Anywho, on with Chapter 1!
Chapter 1:
Lisa winced in pain as Jack slammed her into the wall in the bathroom. She looked at him, wondering What could have made him want to do this? And why me? She looked at him again, noticing the intense venom in his eyes. I can't believe I'm doing this, she thought. Suddenly, she grabbed the back of his head and brought it down, meeting his lips and kissing him. Jack was shocked at first, but slowly began to kiss her back. Lisa was confused: She wanted to pull away, but it was as if an invisible force was holding her there. She pulled away for a few seconds to catch her breath, smiling slightly. He smiled back. He leaned down to kiss her again, when she turned away and said, "I…I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me. I mean, you're trying to kill Keefe and my father." Jack laughed. "I know. But did you want to stop?" Lisa thought for a moment. "No." She grabbed him and began kissing him passionately. They ended up making out. (A/n: Who wouldn't want to do that with Jackson? Show of hands. No one? And no, they didn't have sex.)
About 10 minutes later, Jack opened the door and said, "Come on. We better get back to our seats." Lisa laughed and walked back to her seat, pretending nothing had happened. Jack was about to follow her when a stewardess, who had apparently seen Lisa walk out, said, "Excuse me!" Jack looked at her. "This isn't a hotel!" Jack smirked. "Sure." Then he winked at her and walked back.
As he sat down, Lisa kissed him and said, "what took you so long?" "Oh, nothing much. A stewardess caught you walking out, and started talking to me about how 'this isn't a hotel.'" He said. They both laughed. Then, Jack said, "Hang on. I've got to make a call." He sighed as the call went through. "Hey, uh, Rob. It's Jack. The job's done. You can leave." Lisa heard a voice on the other line say, "What, are you serious!" Jack sighed impatiently. "Yes, I am serious. Leave!" Then he hung up and turned to Lisa. "Sorry about that. You don't have to worry about Keefe or your father." Lisa looked confused. "What? Why?" "Well," he began, "you haven't called the hotel yet, and I just called my 'dog'…" At Lisa's confused look, he quickly said, "You know, the one who's watching your dad's house. Anyway, I called him, and he's not watching your house now. Your father's fine."
Lisa sighed with relief and hugged him. Jack rubbed his thumb on her back. Suddenly, she sat up. "You've got to meet him when we land." "Yeah, but how exactly are yo gong to explain this? I mean, you can't just walk up to him and tell him that I wzas trying to kill not only Keefe, but you and your father, too? I don't think that would work out very well." Lisa laughed. "Oh, don't worry. I'll just tell him that I met you while in Texas, and that yo decided to travel with me to Miami to meet him." Jack smiled. "Sounds good to me." He said.
Just then, the pilot's voice came. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are now beginning our descent. Please fasten your belts and stay in your seats." Lisa gulped. "This is it." Jack looked over at her and saw her hand clutching the armrest in what looked like a death grip. Jack laughed and grabbed her hand. "Nervous?" he asked. Lisa looked at her hand in his and then at him and smiled. "Not so much anymore." Jack leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "You'll be okay." She laughed. "I know. I'm with you."
(A/N: I was planning on ending it here, but then I decided to extend it for a bit.)
They drove to the Lux Atlantic and met up with Cynthia. "Oh, hey Leese." Cynthia said, as she gave her a hug. "It's good to see you. Now, I suppose that I still need to do you that favor." Lisa smiled and laughed. "Good to see you, too. And there's no need to do me the favor. I don't need it after all." Cynthia smiled and looked at Jack. "Hey, who's this?" she asked. "Oh, sorry!" Lisa said, laughing. "This is…" "Jackson Rippner," he said, shaking Cynthia's hand. "I'm Lisa's boyfriend."
Cynthia looked at Lisa, surprised. "Really? When did you guys meet?" "Oh, about a month ago, in Texas. He came down to meet my dad, and I thought that you'd like to meet him." Lisa said, smiling. "Oh. It's very nice to meet you." Cynthia said. "Well, Cynthia," Lisa said, checking her watch. "We have to go. I want him to meet my dad before it gets to late. I'll be back in a little while." "Uh, right! See you then!" Cynthia called, as they walked out.
When they got to her dad's house, Jack saw a silver Beemer parked near the house. He sighed and walked over, tapping on the driver's window. "Hey, Rob. I thought I said that you could go. The job's done." "But…" Lisa heard the man say. "No Buts, Rob. Leave now, please." Jack said. Rob shrugged as he drove off. Jack turned to Lisa. "Sorry about that. I thought that he had left already." Lisa smiled and shrugged it off. "It's alright. At least you didn't have to start a fight or anything loud with him, and get my dad's attention." "Yeah, that's true." Jack said, laughing. They walked up to the front door holding hands. "You ready?" Jack asked, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. Lisa nodded and squeezed his hand back. "Moment of truth." She said. Then she rang the doorbell.
TBC…Hey! I hope you like it! Please R&R! NO FLAMES, UNLESS THEY ARE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! No saying, "Your story sucks!" or anything like that. I'll update as soon as I can. Thanks! Free cookies to all who review!
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