Chapter ten

"If we had a kid, what would you name it?" Jackson asked.

Lisa stared, "Do you want to have kids? I mean, we just got married. You may want to slow down there."

Jackson stared at his new wife and smiled, "I was just wondering."

Lisa stopped to feel the sand in her feet. Jackson stopped as she stopped and smiled. He looked out to the ocean. Perfect place for a honeymoon, he thought.

"This is wonderful." Lisa said.

Jackson grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in. Lisa laughed.

"What wound you name our kid?" he asked.

"I don't know. Umm, Skye?" she said.

"Skye? Ummm. . . . . another one?"

Lisa laughed, "Ummm, Jacob."

"I like that name. What if we have a girl?"

"Jade?"

"I like that name, we should kept that one in mind." Jackson said.

"Umm, well, what would you name her?"

"Lisa."

"NO! You can't do that to a child. To confusing." Lisa laughed.

"Fine, don't like my ideas." Jackson joked.

"Haha, how about . . . . "

"Hope?" Jackson suggested.

"Hope Rippner?" She said. At first it seemed too silly. A nice name that gave you happiness with a last name that gave you the creeps. Then as she said it in her head again and again and again and again, she begun to like the name.

Three years later, they had a baby girl. She was six pounds eight ounces. She had her father's eyes and her mother's face. She was the sweetest, lest trouble kid you could have ever asked for. She was just a joy. Her father, yes her own father, was almost in tears when she was born.

They took her home. She gave them no troubles. She slept smoothly at night. Jackson wound sometimes go in her room at night and just stare at her thinking to himself that he was the luckiest man alive.

Jackson smiled down at her baby girl. Lisa caught him in her room. She smiled and stood next to him. Jackson put an arm around her. They smiled at each other and left the room.

They went to bed together. Jackson laid there while his wife was sleeping. He thought to himself what he has been missing out. He never got a good life like this before. He was lucky.

Over the years, the family had really good laughs, till one night, when Hope was five years old; Jackson got a call while they were all watching a movie. Lisa looked at him and asked who it was. Jackson looked at the number on his cell phone. He frown and left the room without answering her. Hope sat next to her mother and put her head on her stomach. Lisa smiled at her, but then grew worried for her husband.

"How the fuck did you find me?" he asked.

"You know we did have our ways Mr. Rippner." The man on the other line said with a smile.

"I told you, I don't want anything to do with you or your company ever again. You heard that!"

The man on the other line simple rolled his eyes and said, "Oh Mr. Rippner, I wound watch my words if I were you."

Jackson tighten his jaws.

"I suggest you come work for us again."

"Why the fuck wound I do that?"

"Bad things will happen."

Jackson froze, "What do you mean you crazy old man!"

"I mean. . . . well, just think about your family." He said then hung up.

Jackson stared at his phone. He threw it against the wall. Lisa froze in fear. Jackson hadn't notice her before. He couldn't look at her.

"Is. . . is everything alright?" she asked.

Jackson threw his arms around her. Lisa slowly did the same thing. Jackson kissed her on top of the head.

"What was that for?"

"I just really. . . . needed to." He said.

Jackson asked her not to mention about the talk on the phone for the rest of the night. He didn't sleep at all that night. He just stared at his wife.

The next day, he was the one who had to pick up Hope from school.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ripper," The secretary got his name wrong again, "Hope was already picked up from school."

Jackson stared, "By Lisa RippNer." He said trying to get his point across that his last name had a n in it.

"No, by a James Rippner. Your father."

"But my father isn't even alive. . . . . . OH SHIT!" he said running out of the school.

"Mr. Ripper, is something the matter?"

He didn't hear her. Jackson ran to his car. He got his other cell phone out and started to dial Lisa's number. Another number called him. It was the same number from last night. He pressed the green button.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER!" Jackson yelled with anger in his voice.

"Harsh tone, Mr. Rippner."

He was about to say something else until a little girls voice asked, "Daddy?"

Jackson froze.

"Hope! Hope dear, everything is going to be ok. Daddy's here."

"Oh Mr. Rippner, how can you tell lies to your own child."

"Listen here you fuckin bitch, I will not-"

"Jackson!" Lisa said in the background.

"Lisa! Please! You don't have to do this to them. They didn't do anything." Jackson started to beg.

"Mr. Rippner, you going to have to understand. This is for the best. . . . .

Debby stared at Jackson. Jackson really looked like he was going to cry. Debby had never seen a grown man cry before. She did always wish to see a grown man cry just for the fun of it, but not like this. Be carful what you wish for she guessed.

"Then. . .what happened?" Debby said sounding heartbroken.

"They killed my family." He said in a toneless tone.

Debby stared, "That's awful."

"It was."

"You must of felt terrible."

"I did. They died because of me. Hope would have been your age about now." Jackson said looking at Debby. At first when Debby was kidnapped she saw a man was may or may not kill her, but now she just sees a man with a sad life and no one to share it with.

"What happened to your wife and to Hope wasn't your fault. It couldn't have been your fault. Really."

Jackson let out a weak smile, "I so wish that was true. The police thought it was me who killed them, so I had to join back in the group."

After a long pause between them Debby said, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Telling me your story. I know this must be painful for you to tell a thirteen . . . fourteen year old I mean."

Jackson stared at the road.

This kid gets it better than most adults. I don't want to do this to her. I can't.

Hello, um, ok I'm sorry if this was a little to much curseing and what not. Please, tell me what your thoughts were on this. How did you feel about this? Was it to sad? I'm sorry. I hope you have a lovley day, but do please tell me what you thought about it, please? Thank you. And thank you for the wonderful reviews. It means so much to me. Really. Haha, um, I am pretty sure that this is the last flashback that Jackson will tell Debby. Thank you for sticking to this for this far.