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
Look at this! An update! I know I have been slow lately, but I am trying to make up for it. Thank you all for you wonderful support and ideas.
Lots of love!
Discord Marie
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Jackson expertly guided Lisa through the dance steps at the nightclub. Lisa smiled at Jackson and was surprised at how well he could dance. Lisa assumed that his knowledge of dancing probably stemmed from his work. She tried to keep in step with him, but stumbled. Jackson caught her effortlessly and chose to dip her as the song ended.
As a slower more sultry song came on Jackson leaned in close to Lisa, placing his lips near her left ear. "The trick to dancing, Leese, is to let me lead," Jackson said loud enough for only her to hear. She was a great dancer naturally and easily picked up on the dance steps.
To onlookers the couple could have been a professional dance team. When Lisa would stumble or trip, Jackson would make the move seem intentional. Lisa had to admit if she looked good at all on the dance floor, it was because Jackson made her look good. She easily enjoyed the feel of Jackson pressed up against her intimately while the danced song after song.
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"What don't you do Jackson Rippner?" Lisa asked as they walked out toward the dark parking lot.
Jackson only smirked in response.
Lisa had his jacket draped across her shoulders and she huddled closer to him as they entered the parking lot, something that was not lost on Jackson as he protectively wrapped an arm around her. After escorting Lisa into the passenger seat Jackson walked around the front of the car keeping his crystal blue eyes on her.
"Jackson, look out!" Lisa screamed and that served as his only warning.
Jackson had not expected the crow bar across his back and he dropped to his knees cringing in pain. Several more vicious whacks left Jackson laid out on the ground moaning. Jackson looked at Lisa concerned about what would happen to her, when they finished with him. He silently mouthed the words 'lock the doors'.
"Our boss wants to have a talk with you and your lady friend," One of the big guys said with his thick New Yorker accent.
"Mista Bugler don't like the way you've been behaving," the second man said.
Lisa locked the doors to the car and watched as two big men in ski masks bludgeoned Jackson. She frantically searched his car for a gun, knife, or even spare car keys. Having no luck she dove into the back seat to continue her search. Bingo. The glass windshield seemed to explode as one of the men reached for her.
Slowing her breathing and forcing herself to remain calm Lisa raised the gun and fired. One shot to the neck. A silenced thwap sound and a sickening gurgle. Lisa moved out of the car, both hands steadied the gun, kept both eyes open, and focused on her target. Two more silenced shots from the 9mm, both shot to the chest.
Lisa quickly ran to Jackson's side and felt her heart stop when he wasn't moving. "Jackson," Lisa called out shaking him. Jackson's eyes fluttered open for a moment and he looked like he wanted to say something, but he slipped into unconsciousness.
It was a struggle to get Jackson into his car, she had to drag him and then Lisa lifted him onto the back seat. It was awkward pushing him in and the moving to the other side and pulling Jackson the rest of the way onto the back seat. Lisa was careful to avoid hitting Jackson's head when she closed the car door and was forced to bend his legs so that his knees were sticking up, because his legs were long.
Lisa drove fast, as fast as she could. Trying to think like Jackson, she wondered if the car was tagged, bugged, or whatever it was called when they were being followed. Lisa knew she couldn't lead thugs to Jackson's house. And besides Jackson was unconscious in the back seat and Lisa need to check the extent of his injuries. Then an idea hit her and she pulled out Jackson's cell phone, Lisa would call someone to pick her and Jackson up, someone the police weren't watching. Cynthia.
"Lux Atlantic, this is Cynthia," the woman said cheerily.
"Cyn, it's Lisa. I need a huge favor," Lisa blurted out.
"This won't end up with part of the hotel blowing up again, will it?" Cynthia asked, she tried to sound like she was joking, but Lisa could detect the fear in the question as well.
"No. I need you to meet me at a crowded public place, I need a ride and possibly a place to hide out for a few hours," Lisa explained.
"S-sure Leese, how about the Starbucks near my apartment building? You can stay at my place," Cynthia said with a slight tremor in her voice that she tried to control.
"I'll be waiting for you there. And Cynthia, please don't tell anyone about this call?" Lisa pleaded.
"Of course not," Cynthia replied. The line disconnected and Cynthia went on break to meet with Lisa.
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"Jackson? Are you going to be alright?" Lisa asked, smoothing his hair back from his face and placing a Starbucks baseball cap on his head to disguise him.
Lisa was very concerned that Jackson might have serious injuries, but she couldn't risk taking him to a hospital. Looking around the busy Starbucks parking lot Lisa waited impatiently for Cynthia.
"Leese," Jackson groaned softly coming awake.
"Shh… I'm taking care of you. Cynthia has agreed to let us hide out at her place. I hope you aren't too attached to this car, because I plan to ditch it here," Lisa explained slowly.
"You shouldn't have gotten out of the car. What if those men had hurt you?" Jackson asked as he held her chin in his hand.
"I had to save you," Lisa replied simply, before kissing him softly.
"Lisa?" Cynthia asked knocking on the car door to get her attention.
"Time to go," Lisa said helping Jackson out of the black Mercedes and into the backseat of Cynthia's navy blue Dodge Neon.
"Oh my god Lisa, you're bringing your kidnapper with you?" Cynthia asked nervously glancing at Jackson.
"It's a long complicated story," Lisa said with a pleading look to Cynthia to ask no more questions.
"As soon as we get to my place I expect to hear this story," Cynthia said driving a couple blocks to her condo.
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Please don't forget to review?
BregoBeauty: thank you for you awesome review. If I have them get married it definitely will not happen any time soon. There would be too much to work out.
Trentaholic: absence doesn't seem to work for me; I love to have these two together. I was tempted to have Jackson kidnapped during this chapter, but I didn't like where it went. And I didn't want to copy every other writer. Thank you for your suggestions though, I don't plan to have them getting hitched any time soon. I agree with you, a little S&M never hurt anyone. LOL.
Be11011: Da ha! Here is another update! Thank you for your reviews.
Julia Reis: Wow! That was a huge review! Thank you so much! I am elated that you like my story so much. I wrote down their date for you. I decided I wanted my favorite couple to go dancing, because I think it would be really sexy. Hope you enjoy watching Cillian in 28 Days Later.
Imshi: Jackson/Lisa PDA as requested. Probably not what you were thinking, but I think it still counts.
Lana: LOL! I loved you review, it was really funny and sounds like something I would say. No, even if I do decide to have them get married, there is still a lot of crap that I would have to work through.
Wenham-Wonderer: thanks for you sweet review!
Playnirvana24: See! I don't see Jackson for the daddy type either! But I don't want my ex-boyfriend to be right, when he told me I only write about doomed relationships. So now just to prove him wrong I have to make this one work between Jackson and Lisa. I'm sorry, I am ranting again. Thank you for your review though!
Erinmalay: I don't know how long I plan to make this story to be truthful. I just love to write about this couple and I don't want to stop. I could easily picture Lisa with a daughter, possibly even Jackson's daughter, but I cannot picture Jackson playing daddy dearest.
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