Lisa Risert was walking home from the grocery store one evening with two bags in each hand. She needed to buy new milk because the one in her fridge had gone sour. Since she was there, she also picked up a box of microwave popcorn and a bottle of diet coke. She then went next door to the video store and rented, "Love Actually." It was a movie she had wanted to see, but was too busy when it was out in theaters and too busy when it was a new release. She had nothing whatsoever to do tonight, so she thought watching a movie would be a great thing to do.

The day had gone pretty well so far, considering its grave significance. Today was the one year anniversary of her Red Eye flight, where she met Jackson Ripner and he turned her world upside down. Since the incident, Lisa hadn't been on a plane, hadn't drank a sea breeze or a bay breeze, hadn't eaten scrambled eggs, and had to check behind every door when she entered a room.

Jackson Ripner was unfortunately not dead. The bullet her father fired at him only punctured his heart and knocked him unconscious. The paramedics took him to the hospital where they preformed life saving surgery and removed the bullet. Jackson then went to trial, where thankfully, Lisa did not have to testify. He was sentenced to life in prison without the chance of parole. So, although the day was marked as one she didn't want to remember, Lisa felt rather happy and safe because she knew Jackson was behind bars…or so she thought.

As Lisa approached her house, she thought she saw a figure through the trees. As she headed for her driveway she could start to see the figure clearly. It was a tall, thin man with jet black hair, wearing a suit, and…who had piercing blue eyes. Lisa stopped in her tracks when she realized who it was. She immediately turned around and began to walk away, until she heard the familiar voice.

"Lisa! Long time no see! I told you that I might come back and steal you for my own."

He let out a low chuckle.

"I think you better come inside so we can catch up."

He smiled coolly at her as she turned around.

"Go away Jack! You're not even supposed to be here, and how in the world did you get out of a maximum security prison?!?"

"Well, if you come inside and turn on your TV, you'll find out how."

"No! I am going to the neighbours and having them call 9-1-1."

Lisa started to walk towards the house beside hers, but she stopped when she heard a fateful click.

"I wouldn't do that Lise. I have a gun pointed at you right now."