Hi people, here's the next chapter, hope you all like it...

I was reading through the previous chapters the other day after watching the film again and realised my dialogue wasn't the best so from now I'm trying to make it more 'realistic'. Hope it's ok.

Thanx for all the reviews and keep them coming, it's really nice to hear what you all think of it.

Anyway, enjoy...

Luv
Rissa
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CHAPTER FOUR: HOME

Lisa ran as fast as she could through the field. The grass was short, and there were a few daisies, buttercups, and other small flowers scattered over the soft green carpet. To be honest, it really was quite idyllic.

Lisa ran so fast she thought her legs wouldn't be able to keep up. Her hair whipped across her face so she couldn't see where she was going. Lisa wiped it aside and saw she was coming up to some woods. This house really is lovely. There's great hiding places. Thinking this, it reminded her of being a kid and playing hide and seek at her grandparents with her cousins. Her happy memories of childhood were soon destroyed as she fell head first into the branches. Her foot had slipped on a tree root on entry into the minuscule gap in the trees. Lisa had no idea where Jackson was, or the other men and women who were in that room. She turned back and didn't think she could see anyone from the house so she sat up and tried to catch her breath. A few minutes later she decided to get up and move as far away as she could from the house. She walked very cautiously trying not to make a sound on the crunching leaves and twigs. It didn't particularly work. Every few seconds she would look over her shoulder, just to check they weren't there.

After about ten minutes of doing this, Lisa stopped. She was so puzzled. Do they want me to escape? What's going on?! Do they know that I wont be able to get out? I just want to go back home, to work! She missed it so much. More than anyone could possibly imagine. It really was her life. Lisa couldn't picture it any differently. Still very baffled and slightly nostalgic, Lisa kept walking. She hoped there might be some sort of fence telling her when she was out of this awfully gorgeous place.

Meanwhile, Jackson was left feeling quite embarrassed. His colleagues had just watched him do nothing. A woman who they had wanted for a few months now had just ran off and no one tried to stop her.

"She wont be going to far." Jackson hoped this would make the situation a bit more comfortable.

"Give her until it gets dark, then we can go and get her. She'll be ours." One man said with quite a Jackson like grin on his face. The brunette woman stood up from the chocolate leather chair and walked up to the man.

"Evan, if the weather forecast is right, she'll be in a severe condition of hypothermia by the time it gets dark. We're going after now. She isn't dying yet!"

"Aww, poor Katie, doesn't want to miss her daily dosage of death do you?"

"Shut it Evan! You can't talk!"

Evan shook his head lightly, mouthing 'don't'. Katie smiled at him with a wicked smile. Each of them acted as though they were children in pre-school.

"Stop it, both of you. If this goes to plan, our security will bring her back. If not, we'll get her. Okay? It shouldn't be too long." Jackson said very smoothly and calm. "Just sit and relax."

After a scorching day, it was beginning to get a bit chilly. The air was still slightly humid but dark clouds above were slowly rolling in.

Lisa sat beneath a large tree for a quick rest. She had been walking for goodness knows how long and hadn't seen any sign of life or death. Let alone a way to escape. While she sat, Lisa tried to recall her memories from the more recent Red Eye. Nothing. All she could remember were handcuffs, falling asleep, and waking in the basement. What happened? Why wont he tell me? Thinking of this, the heavens started to open. Rain gushed onto Lisa, soaking her within seconds. Her coincidently similar clothes to the previous Red Eye flight were not only wet right through but also torn and tattered. There wasn't much that Lisa liked about herself but one used to be these clothes. Clearly, she didn't anymore. Typical! Rain, mud and nowhere to go. On this note, Lisa saw a fence only about one hundred yards away from where she was sitting. Why didn't I see this before? It's been staring me in the G-d damn face! She rose up from the sodden earth and wiped some rain off of her face as it continuously poured onto her skin. What was that? Lisa turned around and heard it again. A rustling and snapping of twigs and fallen branches under heavy footsteps. She tried to make her way to the fence as fast as she could without falling. Suddenly a strong hand gripped her lower leg and she fell to the floor.

"So close yet so far Leese. You didn't think we were going to let you get away that easily did you?"

"Jackson, what's going on?" Lisa asked again for the billionth time.

Jackson grabbed her hair and started to pull her muddy form up by her scalp. Lisa immediately got his hands and tried to pry them away from her hair. She looked up vulnerably in the direction of his hands hoping it wouldn't be quite as painful compared to pulling away.

She could see a group of men surrounding her, still all dressed equally apart from Jackson. To her, this proved he was the boss of the company. A few of them men she recognised from the living room, especially that aggravatingly anonymous face of which she had sworn she knew. Another man smiled at her as she peered straight into his eyes wearing a scowl around her face. I know him too! Why do I know these horrific murderers? This man was a security personnel. She could tell by the earpiece he wore and the attachment on his belt. It was different to all the other men. They were an extremely well organised company to have these different positions.

Lisa was dragged to her feet and eventually Jackson released her dark auburn curls and instead took her jaw. He moved himself into her so he was taking up all her personal space. It's too close! Get away from me! Lisa didn't want to let on that she was struggling so she tried to hold back all her emotions. Jackson started to whisper into her face so she could feel his words on her skin.

"This is a game of patience Leese. You're going to have to play by the rules on this one or I guarantee you there will be very unpleasant consequences."

With that, Jackson pushed her away. Letting Lisa fall into the arms of the security guard.

"Do you understand Miss Reisert?" Lisa immediately turned and faced the man holding her arm. Everything about him was all to recognisable. Lisa nodded as an automatic reaction to the question. She wasn't particularly paying attention to what was going on apart from the fact that she wanted to know who he was.

It suddenly clicked. "I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that Mr Rippner has been found dead, Miss Reisert." This was when Lisa had originally heard his voice. The detective, or so she thought, who had helped her through the ordeal was one of Jackson's men. She couldn't believe it. He seemed so genuine when he came over to her apartment. He had an FBI badge and nothing to about him said he was a fake, nothing. At least Jackson didn't lie about who he was.

The past two months had all been a lie. She thought she was safe but she had been far from it. They were probably watching me! All this time. The eight weeks before and the eight weeks after. Lisa couldn't stand the fact that people had been prying into her personal life. Watching every move she made.

Lisa struggled out of the "Detective" Miles' hold and slapped him.

"You bastard!" She screamed at him. Letting rip the anger that he made her feel.

Lisa ran after Jackson with the other men trying and failing to stop her. She caught up and grabbed onto his collar crouching over to try and catch her breath.

"Jackson..." Lisa panted as she tried desperately yo catch her breath. "Jackson please...let me go. At least tell me what's going on...please."

Jackson gazed into her eyes as he held a tight grip on her arms, digging his nails into her soft delicate skin. He looked deep into her soul through her dark hazel eyes. Lisa tried to move her head so she didn't have to look into the the icy blue lagoon. She couldn't, her eyes were transfixed. Like both Red Eye flights, he saw desperation, loneliness and fear. This time however, it was stronger, she would do anything for him to let her go and he knew it. She was more desperate than ever. Seeing this Jackson felt a huge sense of pride and control, it was just what he wanted. Lisa was scared of him and the others around her, but Jackson especially.

He loved this, it gave him so much power over her. But he wanted his Lisa back. She wasn't fighting, she just stood there frozen as they gazed into each others eyes. I need my Lisa back. He thought to himself while he smiled at her.

"Lisa darling, are you begging me? You know it's not going to help, I'll tell you when I'm ready. But I do like it when you beg so feel free Leese."

Lisa started to scowl at him as he grinned like a Cheshire cat. Lisa hit him and kicked him while Jackson stood there enjoying it.

"That's my girl Leese."

"I hate you...let me go JACK, let me go!" She stressed his abbreviated name while she hit and kicked him. He suddenly grabbed her hands to stop her.

"Na ah ah Leese. You should know by now but you obviously don't." Jackson raised a hand and back handed her across the face. Lisa almost fell to the floor but Jackson stopped her. "Come on lets go home Leese." He said tightly gripping Lisa's wrist.

"Home?" Lisa said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Yes Leese, this is your new home. Enjoy!"

Jackson peevishly grinned has he dragged a sobbing Lisa back to the magnificent house.