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 have to confess that my writing is infinitely better when I have more reviews and I feel the need to update faster… hint, hint
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Lisa sat in the passenger seat of the car, while Jackson dug around in his trunk for something that she could wear. They were in the parking lot of a small 24-hour waffle house and he doubted they would be very strict on their dress code, but Lisa was still only wearing her underwear and one of his shirts. Jackson finally found spare pants and a belt for her.
"Here you go Leese," Jackson said sitting back down in the driver's seat.
"No shoes?" Lisa asked, slipping the pants on and the rolling the legs of the pants up so she wouldn't be walking on them.
"It's six in the morning, I doubt they care whether you have shoes or not," Jackson reasoned looking at the place distastefully. Lisa was the one to insist on getting breakfast there and Jackson had reluctantly agreed.
"Fine, let's just go inside," Lisa grumbled. She walked very slowly and carefully towards the entrance, avoiding broken glass and dropped food.
The waitress had them seated and their orders taken in no time, Jackson thought, looking around the small family owned establishment. If the waitress noticed Lisa's bare feet, she didn't say anything. Jackson waited until their meals were brought to them before starting up any real conversation.
"I'm sorry Lisa, that I wasn't able to give you a proper morning after. You know, breakfast in bed, sex in the shower, and all that," Jackson said holding her chin in his hand letting his eyes convey the sincerity of his statement.
"Jackson, I am grateful you were able to be here at all. I don't know what I would have done if the police had you," Lisa sighed pushing her eggs around on the plate with her fork. The rest of the meal was pleasant as the couple joked around about escaping the police.
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Lisa laughed at her reflection in the window of the store. She was dressed in Jackson's clothes, which were too big for her. Lisa's hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail. She looked like a little girl playing dress up in her dad's clothes.
"Leese, are you actually going to enter the store?" Jackson asked impatiently, while holding open the door for her.
"I just can't believe that since meeting you I have now left behind two wardrobes full of clothes," Lisa mused walking into the building.
"That's the great part about my job. Everything is replaceable: apartments, clothes, cars," Jackson said following Lisa through the store.
Lisa spent most of the morning picking out clothes and Jackson would occasionally add his opinion. Lisa picked out dressy outfits, casual clothes, sleepwear and undergarments. Jackson tried to convince Lisa to buy sensible shoes, but Lisa ignored him. When Lisa was finished shopping Jackson handed the cashier his credit card without even asking the price.
"So where is our new hideout?" Lisa asked sitting in the car.
"It's a surprise," Jackson said with a wink.
Lisa certainly was surprised when Jackson pulled into a gated beach house. The front yard was filled with green grass and palm trees and out back there was a sandy beach. Jackson pulled into the garage and then led Lisa up the stepping stone walkway to the house. This certainly was a change from his apartment in the city.
The house small and only had one bedroom. Lisa walked around on the light oak wooden floors and noticed that while in the city Jackson's furniture had all been dark, this place was all earth tones. The kitchen, dining room, living room, and guest bathroom were all on the first floor and on the second floor there was the bedroom and master bathroom as well as a giant deck that faced the beach.
"Do you live here too?" Lisa asked looking around the house.
"Sometimes, when I'm not working," Jackson, replied. He knew Lisa would like this place much better then any other apartments in busy cities.
"How many places do you own?" Lisa asked in disbelief.
"Two in Florida, one in Boston, one in New York City, two in California, and various other apartments around the world," Jackson said thinking hard about all the different places.
"That explains it," Lisa said studying Jackson.
"What?" Jackson asked.
"In the three places you have taken me so far, none of them seem finished. Like they aren't fully lived in. Even this place, there isn't a single photograph or anything personal," Lisa explained.
"That settles it, remind me to have those little pink panties framed, for sentimental value," Jackson said teasingly. Lisa swatted at his arm playfully.
"Why do you have all those places?" Lisa asked looking at the ocean.
"I travel a lot and hotels aren't safe," Jackson said trying to keep from smiling.
"Not with you ordering people to blow them up," Lisa replied sarcastically.
"Besides, I often need to make a quick escape. I like to know I have a place to go to," Jackson said leaning against the wall.
"Do you have someone take care of the place, when you're gone?" Lisa asked making small talk.
"I keep a staff just to maintain my various places, then there are the staff of experienced assassins like the one you killed, the inexperienced assassins like Shane, and a whole crew of people to research information for me," Jackson said thoughtfully.
"Wow, your job sounds as hectic as mine. Except my customers get a room and yours get a body," Lisa mused.
"Why don't you go enjoy a nice long bath? I have some calls to make," Jackson said.
"Mmm…bath," Lisa sighed at the idea of just relaxing.
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Thank you so very much for reading my story! My story is even better when lots of people review!
BregoBeauty: to the beach! Where all sorts of fun can ensue! Although every time I think of a nice house on the beach I picture the house from the movie Sleeping With The Enemy. It's weird. Keep in mind neither of them have verbalized their feelings, yet.
Playnirvana24: Mwa ha ha ha! I liked the ending to the chapter, with Jackson playing cowboy EMT and driving off into the rising sun with his bestest girl.
Julia Reis: Thank you so very much. I have an insane love for the little details, like telephone smashing. I think it makes a story.
Ozme: Hey what's up dorkfish? Glad you finally decided to read my masterpiece. This is what I am ignoring you for…
LolaQ: Shane has a swollen eye, because it is supposed to be implied that Jackson gave it to him. Except I guess I didn't imply it well enough.
Jumana: I'm glad you like my story. I'm pretty proud of it myself. I still don't know how that last chapter happened. I normally never write like that, but I felt super inspired I guess.
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