I decided to only use one song this time, which is "Wannabe" and I have cut ahead.

Things had been going pretty well for Lisa when she got on the plane, sure the take off had been bumpy and Jackson was acting a little strangely. Perhaps it was the alcoholic. But as Lisa grew more frustrated with Jackson he seemed to take things to next level by pulling out a wallet.

As Lisa stared at the wallet that was displayed before her she realized slowly what it was and what it meant. Hey my dad has one monogrammed just like that... wait. She thought.

"J.R. Dad's wallet. His initials." As Lisa stood Jackson continued to speak calmly. "But gee, mine too." Lisa glanced back down at him as she picked up the wallet. "Ms. Stewardess, this rather inebriated girl whom I've never met before suddenly went crazy when I took out of my pocket."

His eyes went dead." You tell the flight attendant and your dad dies."

Everything in Lisa went dead as Jackson's blue eyes had moments before. Yet still she stood there, the flight attendant was now making a motion for Lisa to sit down. But Lisa couldn't. This wasn't happening. The silence that had filled the plane after the last dance number was piercing and frightening. Everything had changed.

Jackson was still gazing at her. "Sit down."

Finally Lisa sat. Placing her father's wallet back on the tray she stifled tears and screams of anguish just as a flight attendant came. Too late.

"Hey what can I do for you?" She asked. Jackson looked back at Lisa with concern written on his face. "Leese, did you need another pillow or anything?"

She knew perfectly what she was expected to do. "No I don't need anything." Unable to say anything else she turned away and heard Jackson mumbles. "A death in the family." How twisted that sounded now. As the flight attendant scurried to get Lisa water and tissues Lisa turned to Jackson.

"What do you want?" She demanded.

"First I want to wait for your tissues and water then we can get down to business." He said matter of factly. Lisa turned away, unable to stand looking in his face. If she'd only known he'd turn out to be like this. Caught her in own torment Lisa didn't hear a new song start up. It was upbeat and cheerful. It was from the 90's. It was... no way. He wouldn't choose now to sing...

"Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want," Jackson sang once the flight attendant left.

"So tell me what you want, what you really really want," Lisa sang back, unable to stop herself. And to think she use to love this song.

"I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,"

She was getting annoyed, not mention was feeling slightly sick. "So tell me what you want, what you really really want,"

"I want, I want,I want, I want, I want you to call your hotel." The hotel? Charles Keefe? No! Lisa thought as Jackson continued to sing, he was getting awfully in to the song.

"If you want that call I have to tell you I don't have that authority." Sang Lisa back, maybe if she could get away with that.. but no...

"But I happen to know you do! Now don't go wasting my precious time,
Get your act together we could be just fine
"

And on they went into the chorus again. Oh god, did no one notice was what going on?

"I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,"
"So tell me what you want, what you really really want," Lisa volleyed back.
"I want, I want, I want, I want, I want you to switch keefe's room"

"If you want me to call, you gotta let me call me dad
Make it last forever father/daughter relationship never ends,
If you want me to call, you have got to give in,
Or I won't call anyone and that's the way it is!"

What do you think about that now you know what I want,
Say you can handle my demands for real,
I won't be hasty, I'll let you call
If you really bug me then I'll you say goodbye

Yo I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want you switch Keefe's room to 4080

Hi dad, I'm calling from plane." Lisa sang, wiping away her tears. She hated to sing to this tune but she couldn't let on what was happening. The mere fact he had picked up had threatened to send Lisa in hysterics all the same.

Her father's concerned voice came over the line as he sang in reply; apparently he didn't mind the music. "I know you don't like it but are you okay?"

"There's turbulence but... "Lisa was cut off as Jackson took the phone from her grasp. Lisa covered her mouth to muffle her sobs.

Turning away Lisa heard Jackson as he sang. "Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is." Oh god, how could this horrid song go on?

"So here's a story from A to Z, you want your dad to live
you gotta listen carefully,
we got my dog in place who'll wreck your dads face
you gotta make call"

"Will that make it easier?" Lisa said, speaking now. She refused to sing along. Jackson may not have said directly what this phone call would accomplish but Lisa was no fool. Jackson choose not to answer it directly.

"Leese, just worry bout your dad
Pick up the phone and make the call…

Jackson went on again into the chorus as Lisa contemplated what was happening. She had to do what ever she could to stop this.

If you want your dad to live...

Thank god that song was over.