WOW! I can't believe how fast reviews are coming in. Now I'm really nervous! Sorry about the spelling errors. I'll try a lot harder to make sure I work on that.

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Anyways, I tend to like some fresh, new ideas from my reviewers, so if you guys got any thoughts for the story, I might put them into it.

Happy Reading!

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Chapter 2:

"What?" Lisa stuttered.

Had he just said-

"Who are you? Where am I!" Jackson's eyes darted every which way as he tried to take in his surroundings.

"Jackson… what's going on?" Lisa questioned in confusion.

The young man shook his head. "Jackson?" he whispered hoarsely. A sudden panic possessed him and his breathing became rapid and harsh.

"Oh, God!" he breathed. "Who am I?"

Lisa stared at him in disbelief. Had he really forgotten? Was his past really…erased; and had she really hit him that hard?

She shoved the thoughts away for the moment, upon seeing Jackson struggling and hollering in pain. He pulled uselessly against the handcuffs.

Lisa didn't know if it was wise, but she moved to console him in a hurry.

"Hey now…Look, it's alright." she murmured. "Just relax, okay?"

Jackson pushed himself against the headboard in suspicion as she neared him.

"What do you want with me?" he choked, wondering why he was being restrained. He continued to jerk and move as far as he could.

"STOP!" Lisa shouted, surprised at the force of her voice.

There was a hushed silence as she found herself trapped in his lost and desperate filled eyes.

It was strange. She suddenly had a feeling of pleasure in the fact that he was now completely helpless as she had been. But the feeling didn't last long as a fresh new emotion of sympathy took over.

"Now, look." she stated, "You'll make your injuries worse by flailing around like that."

Jackson suddenly felt a wave of nausea pass through him with a massive force.

Luckily Lisa saw this and grabbed a basin by the bed.

"Hold on." she breathed.

Moving quickly, she turned him gently over on his side and held the bowl directly under his chin.

She felt a pang of sadness as he choked and heaved. Tears grazed his cheeks and finally, the sick feeling passed.

Lisa gently laid him back against the pillows-the handcuffs jingling as he fell limply backward.

Without a word, Lisa quickly rinsed the basin out and wiped Jackson's face with a wet paper towel.

A blush came to the young man's features as Lisa hovered over him. He felt so uncomfortable. It was frightening…and horrible…to not know anything from the past.

Still….something inside said that this woman wasn't out to get him. Another side of him said not to trust her so quickly.

He cringed suddenly. The pain was really becoming to hard to endure, especially the extreme soreness in his throat.

"You okay now?" He heard her ask as she continued to sooth his feverish face.

Jackson found he could only nod. "T-Thank You." he rasped.

Lisa smiled down at him. This man was no longer the stalker she had dealt with on the plane. There was no reason to hate or fear him …for now." Will he ever remember..

"What's your name?" The young man asked weakly.

"Lisa...Lisa Reisert."

Suddenly, a heavy set doctor pushed through the door. Startling both Jackson and Lisa.

"Ah! Mr.Rippner." he said with an annoyed frown on his face. "I see you've awoken."

Jackson did not understand the man's tone. It was angered and filled with venom.

"Doctor, Please!" Lisa interjected swiftly.

"He doesn't remember anything."

The doctor squinted his eyes in a doubtful manner. "Are you quite certain, Ms. Reisert?" he questioned skeptically.

In two big strides the giant man reached Jackson and pulled out his tiny pen light.

Jackson squirmed slightly as the doctor checked under his eyelids, and hissed in pain when he checked the concussion. He was happy to feel Lisa's slender hand grip his own imprisoned one.

"Well…we will need an MRI to be sure…"the doctor stated as he cleared his throat.

Jackson felt his eyes becoming heavy and he looked up to Lisa in confusion. They had drugged him!

"Nighty Night." He heard the doctor say. He felt his hand lose his grip on Lisa's and than there was nothing but darkness.

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A/N: Okay! I know I promised a longer chapter, but because of more reviews, I decided to just quickly send this piece. Chapter 3 will have a lot more, but please be patient. School is a major factor, but never fear. I never quit on my stories. I'll try to get it done by the middle of the week sometime. Thanks again for the reviews. I really hope this chapter is better.

Lady Jaye: yes, that would be very awesome to see another amnesia fic. Go for it!

And as for your ideas, Yes, You were correct in thinking that Lisa would be Jackson's caretaker. ;)

To all my other viewers: I LOVE YOU:throws Jackson plush dolls: lol just kidding.

On one more note: Please forgive me if I have errors...its 2:00am here. lol