Sweet Surrender

Discord Marie

Disclaimer: I own nothing Red Eye related.

A/N: Five months after the terrifying ordeal that took place on the Red Eye, Jackson Rippner decides to check on his girl. Jackson/Lisa

I'm trying to update as fast as I can. Because I know that I will let months go by and never finish the story. Hell, I have another story that I will never finish already.

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Lisa was starving; she hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. Jackson had offered her dinner, but she outright refused to eat anything he served her. She was surprised to find that her door was not locked.

Wandering down the hall, Lisa tried to walk as quietly as possible. There were so many rooms in just the one hall she doubted most of them ever got used. It took her a bit to find the staircase that led to the lower floors of the mansion. Halfway down the steps Lisa paused to listen to two angry voices.

"You let her hit you?" the unknown male voice asked incredulously.

"Believe me, when it comes to her there is no letting," the second voice belonging to Jackson.

"Look at that, she left a handprint. She must have hit you hard," the first man stated.

"Don't worry, I returned the favor," Jackson said.

"So are you going to have a bit of fun with her, before putting her to work? Fuck her until she's obedient? I saw how pretty she is and I definitely wouldn't mind a round or two with that hellcat of yours," the unknown man lewdly stated.

Lisa clamped a hand over her own mouth to keep from shouting out. She felt like at any moment she would vomit at what the stranger was suggesting. Lisa heard scuffling and a solid thunk, but from her vantage point she couldn't see what was happening.

"Lisa is mine," she heard Jackson growl out to the other man. "And during her brief stay here, you will not look at her, talk to her, or even think about her. Make sure that my position on this matter is made very clear to everyone, because I will not hesitate to shoot anyone for going near her."

Lisa relaxed back onto the steps, relieved that Jackson would protect her. Despite how angry he made her, Lisa felt safer with no one else.

Jackson stormed up the stairs away from his associate, but was stopped mid-step by Lisa. She was sitting on the stairs looking at him. With a grin, he approached her.

"Look at the defender of my chastity," Lisa said teasingly.

"I despise any man who could behave so primitively, especially with you," Jackson replied honestly.

"Well then I thank you greatly," Lisa said with a small smile.

Then she did something that caught Jackson completely unaware. She kissed him. It was a light kiss, meant as a gesture of gratitude, but Jackson deepened the kiss running his long fingers through her hair and to the back of her head pulling her into him. The kiss became ferocious as he tried to exert his dominance leaving her breathless when it was over.

Gasping for air and trying to regain her composure she looked beautiful to him. It made Jackson think back to that line Rhett Butler said from Gone With The Wind, kissing her like she ought to be kissed and often. A smile crept across his lips unbidden. That was one hell of a kiss.

"I was just going to ask you about dinner," Lisa said weakly.

Jackson looked confused by her statement and then remembered that his original plans involved having a nice dinner with Lisa. Her escape attempt had shot those plans to hell though. Jackson knew that most of the people that worked out of the mansion would be gone at home. Guests like him that traveled a lot were staying in spare bedrooms.

"I made reservations, but something came up," Jackson replied looking at Lisa pointedly.

"You can't blame me for trying," Lisa said with a shrug.

"That is one of the many things I find irresistible about you," he said devouring her with his eyes. "I think there may be a kitchen on the first floor somewhere."

"It will be an adventure," Lisa said with a bright smile.

"To the kitchen," Jackson said helping Lisa to her feet.

It took the couple nearly an hour to finally find the kitchen, but in truth, neither of them was looking very hard. Lisa watched Jackson intently; studying him the way she imagined he must have studied her for eight weeks.

"Well Leese, you've got the wonderful choice of chicken noodle soup or crackers," Jackson called out to her after inspecting all the cabinets to find most of them empty.

"Soup please," Lisa requested, she was sitting on one of the counters out of the way.

"Soup it is," Jackson replied pulling down a couple of cans to cook. "Studying me, Leese? Trying to think like an assassin?"

"You know everything about me. I don't know anything about you," Lisa replied defensively.

"That means that I am good at what I do Lisa. There are guys that I have known for years that don't know anything more then my name," Jackson explained dumping the contents of the soup into a saucepan and turning the oven on.

"Well I do know a couple things about you without you even telling me," Lisa said with a smirk.

"And what might that be?" Jackson inquired bracing his arms on either side of her and leaning in.

"You don't always follow the directions given and you can't cook," Lisa replied with a light laugh in her voice.

"What?" he asked looking at the soup that was on the oven.

"It's condensed soup Jackson. You are supposed to add water," Lisa explained.

"Damn it!" Jackson growled out, glaring at the soup he was attempting to make for Lisa.

"I have to confess that I am enjoying this way too much. A world where Jackson the assassin and Lisa the hotel manager can make soup together," Lisa said with a smile.

Jackson couldn't help but smile at her.

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I'll leave the audience to fill in what they think happens next…

Thank you to: ghostsheep, playnirvana24, hidden-rose15, LadyJaye, Britt, BregoBeauty, Lily1186, luv is a battlefield, Aspen Luna, Irelandy666, Jane Atman, LolaQ, mysteriouswonder284

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Jane Atman: the line 'I may have to steal you' is said I believe right after she fakes her phone conversation with Cynthia, Jackson catches her little lie and compliments on how she was able to keep performing and how all those self help book must have come in handy. It's a pretty fast scene.

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