Cleo returned the following day. She came into Jackson's room to find him in bed. "Wake up" She called and turned his eyes on. Jackson pulled the blanket over his head. Cleo glared a little and growled "That is no way to greet me. I am so tired and exhausted... I need a hug." She exclaimed. Jackson hated this. He was a fucking doll! He stood up and walked over to her. Cleo held out her arms and Jackson moved in, huggging her. His stomach growled. Cleo giggled and asked "Awe, hungry? Good. Me to!" She exclaimed with a smile.
"But.. I'm so tired.. Why don't you cook for us today?" She suggested. Jackson just stared at her. "Make you a deal. You make food today, and you can keep your sight all day today. Sound like a deal?" She asked. Jackson nodded. Cleo smiled and squealed like a little girl! "Yay! Alright. Let's get you dressed and head to the kitchen." She began sorting out clothes. Finding something she thought suitable for Jackson to wear as they dined together...
Cleo watched Jackson cook. Making a salad, steaks and grilled potatoes. He hates having to be her doll, her maiden, a slave. But he broke. What else was he to do!? They sat a few seats from each other as they ate. Cleo had the remote. Jackson stared at her and watched her cut into her steak with the knife. He looked down at his plate. The knife.. He may need that later to aid him escape. Jackson ate and nervously, he stole the little steak knife. He needed to. He might need it as he tried to plan to escape. Cleo sipped her drink and came up with another deal. "Oh.. Jackson.. I have a deal to make you. Yes, another one." Jackson sighed but looked to her and listened.
Cleo smiled and continued "So.. You know how I usually take your sight at night. Shutting them off for bed? Well... I was thinking.. If you can start calling me my love, you can keep them all night long as well. I will let you keep your eyes at night to." Jackson was surprised and angry. In no way would he dare call Cleo, my love!!!! But.. He thought about that. That could help him escape. The knife.. And while Cleo was asleep at night. What if it was a trap. He had to take that chance. He nodded answering "Okay. Yeah.." Cleo smiled and cleared her throat asking "What was that? Yes?..?" Jackson sighed and corrected. "Yes, my.. My love.." That made Cleo extremely happy. A little over a week and Jackson was trained well!
Now if she could only get Lightning in this shape! As they both finsihed eating, Cleo wiped her face then with a smile called. "Come. I could use a hot bath and a nice massage. You don't mind do you?" Jackson shook his head answering "No, my love.." This just made Cleo so extremely happy! She was letting her guard down and that's just what Jackson needed. He was going to end this...
Sally had to stop again. The fact Jackson's statement read that he plotted to kill Cleo. A killer.. Jackson was going to murder someone and he was living with them now!? Her eyes were red with tears. This was why she hated being an attorney. Rarely would she get cases like this being a town and city attorney. But it happens. She actually hated Dianna more to now. The fact that she read all this. But then again. This is Jackson's word against Cleo's. There is no proof or evidence. Just what Jackson says happened and whatever Cleo says happened.
Sally knew this would be a hard case to win sense Jackson was found in good physical health for the most part. Sally decided to go and check on Jackson downstairs. She made her way down and went and knocked on the door. "Jackson.. Hello?" She called. He called back shouting "Doors open!" Sally opened it and walked down. Jackson was on the bed with his phone in hand. "Hey.." She greeted softly. Jackson looked at her and just by her expression knew. He sighed saying "You read my files.." Sally nodded answering "Most of it." Jackson frowned and asked "Where did you stop?.." Sally shrugged and almost answered that, but instead said. "Not that important. But what is, is that I think we can win this." She assured as she sat down next to him. She saw the name on his phone. Dianna.
Sally sighed and pointed it out. "Dianna huh?.." Jackson shut off the phone and looked away in shame and heart break. Sally frowned a little and admitted "I can't tell you why Dianna didn't quit and leave Cleo once she read your file, but.. I can tell you why she did her job." Jackson remained silent. Just thinking of Dianna and the heart break she caused hurt that much.
"As an attorney.. I took an oath. Attorneys and lawyers often times do the work no one else wants to do.. Get.. Contracted into doing things they don't want to do. See, I worked as a city attorney back in my rookie years I guess." she joked there. But Jackson didn't laugh. Sally smiled awkwardly then sighed and continued "I took an oath to protect the city of Las Angelos. I remember one case that I regretted the rest of my life. A.. City bus hit a little girl and she.. Died from her injuries. I was the city's defense. I prevented the girl's parents from sueing the city. They claimed they needed it to pay the hospital and for the funeral. The pain of that trial just.. I can't forget it. I told what I could legally to my husband I was married to at the time and.. He said, this is Las Angelos honey.. Shit like this happens everyday. He was in school to become a doctor ironically."
Jackson stared at Sally. "This is a case that I'll bet Dianna regrets and will remember for the rest of her life." "Good." Jackson replied. "She deserves to live with that for the rest of her life." he growled. Sally sighed then added. "I'm not saying forgive her, but.. Go easy on her if you try to talk to her again." Jackson just stared at his phone. He wasn't sure he wanted to talk to Dianna ever again anyway right now. "I really believe I can win your trial, but not like it is." She explained. Jackson looked to Sally then asked what she meant. She continued gently "Well.. Your file is mostly he said versus she said. You have no physical evidence besides your eyes which.. Cleo will argue that she didn't do that to you, and she will be right. The doctor did."
Jackson frowned then asked. "So what do you want me to do?" Sally knew he wasn't going to like this at all as she answered. "I want you to see a professional and get diagnosed." "What?! No. I'm not crazy!" Jackson snapped! Sally motioned for him to calm down and agreed, "You're right! You're not crazy, you're traumatized. Get a professional to diagnose that.. Now, Cleo's lawyer will argue that it's because of your accident.. But I think the jury will see through that." Jackson thought about it then shook his head replying "No. No a professional would only put me on drugs and lock me in the crazy house! I'm not doing that!" "You will probably be prescribed medication, yes.. But you will not be locked away. I won't let that happen to you." Sally assured and lay a hand on his shoulder.
She could see that fear of being stuck and trapped again in his eyes. Sally smiled and assured that a professional would help him, not cause more harm and that it would be okay. He was safe. Jackson nodded, but he was very fearful. Sally stood up and announced "I'm making lasagna for dinner. Don't you dare think you have to eat alone down here okay? You are very welcomed upstairs. You don't have to stay down here alone. We have tv, computers.. I think a few games. Colton knows how to play gold fish." She said with a smile. Jackson raised a brow and asked "Gold? Fish?" Sally's brows raised and she laughed it off. "Go fish. Colton calls it gold fish.. Anyway.. You aren't a prisoner here Jackson." She smiled. She began to make her way back up then added. "You're a guest, a friend. Okay?" Jackson nodded. That did make him feel better and safer. It gave him and Sally a connection..
Sally got a drink and checked on the kids Napping. So adorable as they napped. Lightning was at the academy. Getting it ready for the students being transferred. Luckily with a break on the way, Cal and Lightning decided to give the students an extra long break just so they could get everything moved over. Sally went back to her home office and continued reading Jackson's testimony and the recordings..
Cleo sat into the hot and steaming bath. Relaxing and leaning back. Jackson rubbed the perfume scented lotion over his hands before touching Cleo and rubbing her neck. The knife was tucked away into his pocket in the back. He was very careful. He had to wait until Cleo was very relaxed and completely care free. She let out a sigh as Jackson rubbed the knots out of her neck and shoulders. "You have an Angel's hands Jackson.. The perfect touch. You know exactly how to touch a woman." She complimented. Jackson nodded, but remained silent. He was nervous. Over thinking and wondering if he should even actually go through with this. He was sweating. Cleo noticed evantually and asked. "What's wrong?.. You are very.. Off.." She raised a brow and looked at his face.
Jackson shook his head answering "No, I.." He paused and cleared his throat. "I.. Just.. The steam.. It's quite warm. Makes me sweat.." He lied. Cleo was suspicious, but had no clue of what Jackson was planning. She lay back and closed her eyes. Jackson rubbed her for some time. Her eyes remained closed. He removed one hand and began to take hold of the knife. His heart had never beat so fast, so hard before! Cleo could feel his heart against her neck from his other wrist. She opened her eyes and saw the reflection of Jackson holding a knife above her, aimed to her chest. She swallowed nervously and at first shook a little.
She had never been this vulnerable. She let her guard down. But Jackson hesitated and thinking quickly, she used that. "Go ahead.." She ordered softly. Almost a whisper. "Go ahead and do it. Kill me like you did those racers..." Jackson shook with fear so visibly and tears gathered in his eyes as he remembered that race's outcome. All tge dead drivers. "But then when the cops come and find me brutally murdered in the bathtub, and you in perfect health with that knife.. You will be spending the rest of your life locked away in a box. And jail is not nearly as comforting as the little room I have opened to you." And she was right! Jackson broke. He wasn't a killer anyway.. He began to cry and dropped the knife to the ground. Cleo sighed.
"How disappointing.. I was kind of hoping you'd at least try." She growled. Jackson fell to his knees in tears. Cleo stood, drained the tub and got out. "That's the difference between you and Lightning.. You are weak. You will never be as good, as strong, as sexual as him. To think you could satisfy me.. Ridiculous. Looks like you couldn't replace Lightning for me after all ." She took the knife and walked away naked from the room. She shut off his vision and locked Jackson up again for another night..
The detective sighed and asked "What happened next?" Jackson cleared his throat before stuttering. "I went to bed.. I couldn't sleep well.. Because I.. I was scared.. Then the next day... She offered to play that game where if I make it outside.. I'd be free.." "And.. This is when the police showed up?" Asked the detective. Jackson nodded answering "Yes.. It was mid game.. I screamed at them.. Fought them.. Begging them to let me stay.. Because I needed the remote. I begged them to let me try and find it, for them to help me find it. They treated me like I wasn't a hostage! They put me in cuffs and dragged me away just like they did Cleo!" he hit the table. The detective glanced over the papers then said "And now you're here." Jackson fell silent. "Well.. I think we're done." The man said and the recording cut off.
Sally sighed and took a moment to think. She definitely still thought a professional diagnosing Jackson was the quickest and most reassuring way to go. But Jackson would have to admit himself on his own. So Sally needed to prepare in case Jackson wouldn't do it. Problem was, it was really just a bunch of he said, she said, and pointing fingers at each other. At least Dianna was out of it. And then what Jackson said Cleo said. That Jackson couldn't replace Lightning. So is this what Cleo wanted? She had said they'd marry in the end. It made Sally uneasy. What if.. All this that happened to Jackson really was meant for Lightning. And that all this happened to Jackson because Cleo wanted Lightning. It made her sick. Legally, she couldn't talk to Lightning about any of this.
Especially sense she planned to use him as a witness. Sally never felt worse for anyone in her life. Jackson went through hell. And if Cleo was freed?.. He likely would again. The way Cleo was some how or had some how stalked Lightning enough to know so much about him waa scary. Did she know things about Sally and the kids to? It made Sally scared. She would need to keep Cleo in jail at all cost it seemed...
Lightning knocked on Sally's door. She jumped a bit. "Woah, didn't mean to scare you." He chuckled. He walked into the bedroom and kissed her forehead. Sally shut the file and put it away. "Think you can win?" Lightning asked. Sally nodded with a sigh answering "Yeah.. Yeah, I can.. Did you get the students filed into the academy?" she asked. Lightning nodded then went and sat on the bed. "You won't believe what I came home and walked into." Lightning announced. Sally curiously looked at him as he continued. "Jackson Storm playing go fish with Colton while watching one of Ece's princess shows." Sally smiled and asked "Did you get a picture." Lightning shook his head then ordered Sally to come to him.
She did. When she got close, Lightning pulled her into his lap. Sally laughed a bit saying, "You sure are in a good mood." She questioned it a bit. Lightning shrugged asking "Is that aloud?" "Definitely! Just.. After Cleo calling the other night, I.. Nevermind. I'm glad you are in a good mood." She kissed his forehead. Lightning smiled then kissed her lips. Sally kissed him back, pushing them down onto the bed. She positioned herself over him. Rubbing her area over his. "I love you Stickers." She exclaimed. Lightning smiled replying "Love you more. Always and forever." Sally only rolled her eyes with a smile. Then they heard a knock and both looked over.
Minty. "Sorry.. Wasn't trying to interrupt." She giggled. Sally's face turned red as she sat up and rolled off Lightning awkwardly. "What's up?" Asked Lightning. Minty crossed her arms and explained "Anyone wanna tell me who the charming young man is downstairs with the kids? Tell me he's the new sitter. I like him." She smiled. Lightning's lips curled, "Ew. No, mom.. That's Jackson Storm, he's staying with us for a while. He's.. He was a racer. The one that went deaf... Remember?.." Minty shook her head. Lightning sighed. "Anyways, I'm headed to bed. Night." Minty said. Lightning called back with good night to his mother and watched her go. Sally looked to Lightning then asked "How many times has your mother walked in on us making out now?" Lightning sighed answering "At least thirty two.. But whose counting." He joked and Sally slapped his thigh.
She then got up saying, "I'm gonna get the kids to bed." "Alright. Don't be too long though. Might miss me to much." Lightning joked with a wink. Sally rolled her eyes snarling back "Yeah, okay. You wish." Lightning snickered with a smile before flopping down onto the bed. He sighed and once alone, his smile faded. Cleo was stalking him. Some how. And she was going to win. It was like Jackson said... She always wins...
Then a knock on the door. Lightning looked over and sat up. Minty again. "Hey Mon.. Whose the young man downstairs? He's good with the kids." Lightning sighed. Maybe it was a good thing Chad was coming to town to help figure things out with their mother...