Chapter 4

Thankfully, the next day was the day that Cynthia returned. The next day would be that the answers returned! It was a happy day for both Lisa and Rippner. Lisa could find out why her house had been sold (and why she couldn't have her eggs), and Jack could get her off his back. They both slept peacefully that night (well, Lisa tried, but she couldn't. Instead, she just relaxed).

The day came, and the first thing that they did was go back to the Lux Atlantic. Again, they made their way up to the front desk and Jackson asked for Cynthia. They were let in, only to find her in Lisa's manager chair.

'Good morning, Miss Mayes…' Jackson greeted.

'Good morning. So, she says that you wanted to ask me something?' was the reply. The tone of her voice was a little too sweet for Lisa and Jack's likings.

'Yes. I was wondering if you could tell me where the manager is' He asked.

'I'm right here…' Cynthia corrected. Lisa was gob smacked. Jackson cleared his throat.

'No, I mean Miss Reisert…'

'Oh, well, she isn't working here anymore…'

'Do you know where she went?'

'Yes. It wasn't pretty how she went, though…'

Jackson and Lisa thought for a moment. What did she mean? Almost like Cynthia had read there mind, she said;

'She passed away about a month ago. She was in a car crash…'

Cynthia finished what she was saying just in time to stifle her tears. She bit her lip.

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any trouble…' Jack apologized.

'No, no, it's alright…'

Lisa looked at her friends crushed form. So Cynthia was now obviously the manager, Lisa was dead, and the house had been sold. Right now, this wasn't a good time to start anything new. As they left, they said nothing to one another. He couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe it. Arriving home, no more was said until it got dark. They just sat there, a glazed look in their eyes. When one of them did say something, it was Jackson.

'Do you want me to turn the light on? I'm going to sleep…'

'No, it's okay. I should try and rest, as well…'

He nodded and went to his bedroom. It had been a long day for both of them and neither wanted to talk about it. In her heart, Lisa thought it was hysterical; here she was, sharing a house with the psycho that threatened to kill her (not so) long ago, but he wasn't the one that had got her! She smiled at the thought and laid her head back on the back of the sofa.

This next bit is kind of a deleted scene, but the story seems to include it

It had gotten to around eleven PM. Lisa had been watching the clock for quite some time now, hoping that she would go to sleep. Nothing else had seemed to work. She was bored, wondering why they hadn't spoken to one another since they were at the hotel. Was he angry at her, or something?

She got up and walked into his room. He was sleeping peacefully and quietly. She liked that about him. He never snored, or anything like that. He just slept like a baby (he was cute like a baby, anyway). She sat on the side of the bed. Since she was a ghost, she didn't make any imprint in the mattress. The fact that he didn't notice her really got to her. She knew that she couldn't help it, but something inside of her wanted him to notice she was there.

She gently stroked the cheek. She was very light, though. What if her hand went inside him? Would she possess him? The thought had occurred to her that maybe she wouldn't be able to, and that Satan still possessed him. How else would he be a psycho? But no, she got that thought out of her head as soon as possible. If he was evil, why would he help her? She smiled. He wasn't possessed. He was nice. She got up, and gently kissed him (as a sort of good-night). She then walked away into the living room (excuse the pun).

'Lisa?..' Jackson asked, sleepily.

She turned around.

'Yeah?'

'Shouldn't you be asleep?'

'I can't…' she smiled, glaring at him.

'So, what are you doing?' he asked, sitting up and gathering his eyes with his fingers.

'I was just checking on you… I was bored…'

He smiled. He sat on the side of the bed and yawned.

'I'm sorry for waking you…' she apologised.

'No need…'

She smiled and walked away. When she sat back down, she noticed that he had followed her.

'What are doing?' she smiled.

'Just seeing if you're okay…'

She smiled again, closing her eyes. The next thing that she knew was that he had just kissed her on the cheek. She opened her eyes.

'Just saying good-night…' he smiled, walking back into his room.