Lisa stood in the hallway, trembling, as she starred at Jackson. He was in her apartment, sitting on the arm of her couch, looking at her, and he looked so, calm. It was completely unnerving, but she couldn't look away. Her head screamed at her, compelling her to run. He could only be here for one reason, and Lisa didn't want to die today. However, the fear only intensified when three large men stepped out of her kitchen. She was trapped.

Jackson saw Lisa's eye's shift to her bedroom, she was going to try and run, so Jackson stood up, walked towards her and began to speak. "Calm down Leese. Don't over exert yourself. This can only go one of two ways Leese. You know that." Jackson spoke his words calmly. "All you have to do is get in the car."

"No." Lisa said confidently before she made a quick dash for her bedroom. She quickly slammed shut the door and locked it before looking for something to defend herself with. When she found herself utterly defenseless, the idea of escaping through the window occurred to her. Just as she began to make her way to the window, however, one of the large men busted her door down. Lisa turned around and saw them entering her room. She ran to the window and started opening it before one of the large men tried to grab her.

Lisa quickly dodged the slow moving man, only to find herself face to face with another. Lisa turned to flee in the opposite direction when she felt to massive arms wrap around her. Lisa threw all of her weight forward and then threw it backwards causing the back of her head collided with the man's nose. The man quickly released Lisa and fell to his knees, cupping his hands over his nose. Lisa backed away from the man she had just injured, only to unknowingly then walked into the other large man. He grabbed Lisa's arms, bent her forward and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up so she could look up at Jackson when he spoke.

"Leese. I continue to admire your fighting spirit, but this has accomplished nothing. "

"Jackson—"Lisa began to protest, but the man restraining her tightened his grip on her hair.

"Don't, Leese. Just, calm down a minute."

Lisa stood there, breathing just as heavily as Jackson, waiting for what would happen next. Jackson let out a loud sigh and fixed his hair before saying, "You should have just gotten into the car, Leese." When Jackson finished, he nodded to the large man restraining Lisa and he placed a rag over her nose and mouth. She struggled for a moment before eventually giving in to the chloroform and once she was out, the man threw Lisa over his shoulder and looked at Jackson.

"Alright, uh, put her in the back of the car so we can get going. We've got about a two hour drive to make, so use the restroom now. We're not stopping. "Jackson joked as he grabbed Lisa's shoes and followed the man carrying Lisa out to the car.

Jackson got in up front in the passenger seat, and after he got situated, he looked back at Lisa. She was still unconscious, so frail and delicate, but so strong, all at the same time. He'd never met anyone like Lisa. Every second he looked at Lisa the guilt inside of him increased, until the other men began to pile into the car. He quickly looked away and remembered why he had come. The car started up and they just, left. No one seemed to notice a thing. Jackson grinned and let himself sneak one more glance at Lisa before returning his attention to the road ahead of him.

*****Roughly Two Hours Later*****

Lisa didn't know how long she'd been out, but when she woke up, all she could see was a bright light. "Am I, dead?" Lisa thought to herself before her eyes began to focus. She hears Jackson's voice before she could actually see him. "Leese? Come on. Focus, Leese." Lisa looked around and found that she was seated on the floor of an elevator. She forced herself to stand up and looked at Jackson.

"Where am I, Jackson? " She asked groggily.

"That doesn't matter right now. Right now, though, you need to pay attention to me. You're about to go into a big room, with a bunch of dangerous people that want to talk to you. You would do well, to refrain from your usual behavior. "

"Why are you telling me this, Jackson?"

"Because these people are not as forgiving or patient as I am. They will kill you, without thinking twice."

"Like you're no different?"

"I thought twice, more than once, Lisa." Jackson roughly grabbed her by the arm and drug her behind him.

Lisa took in her surroundings. Jackson was pulling her towards an elevator inside some building. The walls were shiny and black, the inside of the elevator, however, were an intense white color. Jackson shoved Lisa inside the elevator when the doors had opened all of the way and inserted his key and turned it counter clockwise. The ride to the bottom was quiet, and the air was thick with tension. When the doors reopened, Jackson and Lisa were greeted with darkness. Lisa quickly turned to look at Jackson.

"Walk straight. Don't try to run in some other direction to escape me. You won't like what happens. Trust me, if only this once." Lisa studied Jackson for a moment, trying to understand him before stepping out of the elevator. She cautiously took a few more steps forward before looking back. When she saw that Jackson was behind her, she paused, and spoke, "Jackson. Please. You don't have to do this. I know you don't want to do this."Jackson looked at her for a moment. His words were coated in ice and he didn't look at Lisa when he spoke. "What I want is irrelevant." Lisa swallowed hard, turned back around and continued walking straight. When the lights suddenly began to turn on, Lisa paused and took in the room. "What kind of place is this?" she mumbled to herself as she made sense of the room before continuing forward to the door.

A few moments later, the enormous black doors began to open, revealing the large desk and all of the people seated at it, and the single chair in the center of the room. Lisa's heart began beat faster, but she tried to conceal her panic. Jackson walked Lisa to the chair, and once she was seated, Jackson stood behind her.

"Excellent work, Mr. Rippner, with Keefe. His family was supposed to have been dealt with as well, but, Keefe was the priority, so, well done. And I see you managed to apprehend Ms. Reisert as well. "Came the voice

"What is this? Who are you? "Lisa asked.

"What? Mr. Rippner didn't tell you? Well, we can't just let you, walk away from this. You caused us quite a few problems. "

"So, you're going to kill me?"Lisa chocked out, holding back her urge to cry.

"That's a possibility, but, that's up to you, isn't it. "The man said with a chuckle.

"I don't understand?" She saw the man look behind her, so, Lisa automatically whipped her head around so she could see what it was that that man was looking at. It was Jackson. Lisa looked at Jackson, silently begging him to reconsider as pulled out his gun. She felt like she couldn't breathe. He heart was beating too fast. He pulled his gun out, aimed it at Lisa's head and whispered, "Don't move."