Chapter 7

Enough was enough, or, so some people say. That was the case for Lisa and Jackson. He was going to get her out of her life, once and for all. He got up and said to her;

'Come on, we're going…' He said this in a grim sort of way. It also sounded just a little bit ticked off.

'Where?' she replied, still sitting, arms now folded and a stubborn look across her face.

'Just get up. We're going to get your body back' he snarled. By now, he was going over the line from 'a little bit ticked off'. By now, it was more like he was just a bomb, waiting to go off. It made him more annoyed still that he couldn't do a thing to her. Unfortunately, she didn't get that. Otherwise, she would have taken advantage of this factor long ago. She got up and followed him out of the door. As he locked it, she watched his turned back, remembering how they had first met. It seemed slightly like it was now; he had helped her when she was in trouble (so to speak). As he turned back, he had cooled off slightly. It must have had to see her face every minute that had turned him this way. He really liked her, but she had done so many awful things to him. If they were ever going to be together, that would have to be sorted out, and frankly, the sadist in Jackson just wouldn't go away that easily.

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The place that they got to first was her sister's house. She hadn't heard about her sisters little mishaps, and Jackson knew it. With any luck, he could find out where Lisa had been buried. He didn't know why he wanted to find this out, but he did. He knocked on the door and was answered by a little girl. She was pretty, with wavy brownish-red hair. It was a bit like Lisa's, but longer. She was wearing a princess dress. The girl smiled shyly at him, only to be called by a woman. When she came to the door, she told the child to go back into the house.

'Hi…' she smiled at him.

'Hi, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions concerning your sister' He replied.

'Oh, are you from the hospital?' She asked.

'No… I'm her lawyer…' He lied. It was the first time that he had done that in a while and it felt wrong.

'Oh, okay. Um, please come in…' She welcomed, stepping out of the way to let him in. He thanked her.

The room that they sat down in was the kitchen. The little girl was in the living room and didn't want to be disturbed.

'So, um, what…sort of questions are they?' She asked, sitting down.

'Well, for starters, I'd like to know your account on what happened that night'

'Okay, um, it was night time, and she was driving back from work. Apparently it was raining heavily. She took her eyes off the road, and well, she got put in the hospital' she remembered, closing her eyes sat points of which she didn't remember well.

'Okay, so, what happened after that?' he asked, clearly memorising it.

'After that, she was in a coma. I haven't heard anything else…'

'But I some people say that she's dead…' he asked. Something wasn't right. Lisa knew that, too.

'Oh, that's just what they tell people. The doctors don't think that she's going to make it, so it's less of a shock for them if she does go…' she laughed.

After a few more questions, Jackson and Lisa left. The next place to try was the hospital. Unfortuanly, when they got there, they weren't allowed to see her. He was going to say that he was her 'boyfriend', but what effect would that have on Lisa? She thought that he was going to say it as well. What shocked her, though, was the fact that he didn't say it. Yes, they weren't, but it would have been nice if he had said it. Truthfully, she did love him. She just hated the part about him being an assassin, and the fact that he would try to kill her if he wanted to.