Disclaimer: I don't own Red Eye, or the song Cabron by the Red Hot Chili Peppers

"Before I tell you Lise, we're going to have a little…fun" As he said these last words, he saw the horror in her eyes as she arrived at the only possible meaning of those words. "Wh…what do you mean…fun?" she asked, silent tears tracking their way down her face, as that horrible event two years previously sprung into her mind.

"Don't worry Lise. I'm not going to hurt you…not in that way, anyway. I'm going to outline our little plan" Lisa audibly let out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

Jackson's eyes filled with regret and anger with himself for what he had said. He should've known what she would have thought. "Lisa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have phrased it like that. I didn't think. I promise you that I would NEVER do that to anyone. I know you don't particularly like me, but you know that I'd never lie. Trust me when I say you have nothing to worry about. I won't let anyone else hurt you like that, either. Now, let's talk about Keefe. He's flying into Georgia a week tomorrow. He's staying at the Atlanta Lux Atlantic hotel in, surprise surprise, Atlanta. We want you to, using whatever feminine charms you wish, gain access to his room. You then let OUR guys into the room, and you get the hell out of there. Think you can handle it?" he asked, looking at her standing back against the wall.

"That's it, that's all I have to do? Why not get someone else to do it? Why me? Or, better yet, get some 15-year-old slut with a crush on you to do it. That way, no one's relatives are in danger. And you might even get some too" Jackson walked over to where she was standing and slapped her round the face. "Lisa, don't annoy me. You'll end up regretting it. Now, I need to go shopping, and you, my dear, need to get some sleep. Go into your room. If you don't I'll carry you in there."

Lisa held his gaze as she answered him. "I can walk just fine, thank you. I have legs you know" Jackson did know. He was trying his best to remain calm and professional.

"Why am I going into my room?" Lisa asked. Jackson pushed her back against the wall, pushing her hair from her eyes. He moved his mouth close to her ear and whispered.

"Because I have some stuff to do, and I don't trust you not to try to escape, or to call someone. And I'm not taking you with me. Now, Lise, be a good girl and get to bed. I'll come and kiss you goodnight in a minute" he said mockingly. She leaned into him, and he shut his eyes, breathing in her scent, as she moved past him and started walking into her room.

I am small but I am strong, I'll get it on with you

If you want me to

What else can I do?

Walking into her room, she undressed and put on a pair of flannel pyjamas and sat on the bed. She was confused at the evening's events. One minute Jackson was being gentle and kind, the next minute he was berating her, then, like just now, he'd act like he wanted to kiss her. He was right about one thing though, much as she hated to admit it. She DID need sleep. She heard the door open.

"Good girl Lise. Now drink this, and before you know it, It'll be morning." As he spoke, he handed Lisa a glass of orange juice. "Are there sleeping tablets in here?" Lisa asked? Jackson nodded, waiting for her to down it. Instead, however, she threw it at him, jumped off the bed and started to run for the door. Jackson caught up with her quickly, and grabbed her wrist, forcing her to stop. She turned suddenly and punched him in the stomach with her free hand. Clearly in pain, Jackson didn't let go, but pushed her up against a wall, holding her there by her throat.

"Lisa, if you don't stop fighting me, I'll have Matt take over. Matt's a colleague of mine. We started working for the company at the same time. He, however, is more brutal than I am. Put it this way: Had Matt been assigned to the Red Eye job, Keefe and his family would be dead, and you would be dead. Co-operate with me, and it'll save a lot of time and hurt."

I don't want to fight

I wanna get along with you

Jackson released his hold on Lisa long enough for her to get her breath back, before scooping her up in his arms and carrying her over to the bed and dropping her on it. He grabbed hold of her wrists in one hand, while reaching into his jacket for a bottle of tablets. He momentarily let go of her wrists to shake two pills out the bottle. "Now Lise, this isn't a request, it's an order…take these". He released her wrists, and put the pills in her hand. She gave Jackson a dark look, before putting the pills in her mouth and dry-swallowing them.

"Ok, now Lise, lie down" Jackson said, his voice low and soothing. She did as he said, slipping under the covers and laying her head on a pillow. Jackson covered her with the quilt, then sat next to her on the bed. He took hold of her wrist, and gently made small circles with his thumb, massaging her pulse point. With his other hand, he stroked Lisa's hair. "Jackson…don't go just yet…not until I've fallen asleep" she said quietly. Jackson didn't say anything, he just carried on caressing her hair. He could tell from her breathing, and the way that her pulse had slowed to a steady pace. Waiting another five minutes to make sure she was asleep, he gently placed her wrist by her side on the cover, and, leaning forward, gently kissed her forehead. Moaning in her sleep, she turned over so she was closer to Jackson. He found it so hard to leave her behind, but he'd be back soon.

Well, thank goodness that's over. I had a lovely final paragraph written, and then accidentally deleted the ENTIRE chapter by mistake…so had to write it over again. And because the last few paragraphs came out my head, I had to try and remember what I'd written.

Hope you liked the Lyrics, I LOVE that song, and just thought it fitted.

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DTLNH