A/N: Thank you so much guys for the kind reviews. It really made my day! Here's chapter two, hope you still like it ;). I haven't got the story completely mapped out (yet), so if you have any idea's, they are welcome.

Chapter 2 – Enemies with benefits

Paddle through this war of nerves

When your life, it takes a turn

What I have is what I feel

Well in my mind, you're lying here

I don't ever want to feel pain

Want to be, ready when you call my name

I don't ever want to feel fear

'Cause every night, feels alright, when you're near

Don't want to be like a voice without words

Don't want to be, this war of nerves

--All Saints-War of Nerves

Whatever reason Jackson was here for, whatever dream she'd had about him in the past few months, Lisa would never be his voluntary captive. It'd be the last thing she'd do. The Jackson from her dreams was loving and deep down inside she knew that real life Jackson would never be able to be that. Even when she wanted him to so badly.

A while ago, back when she was still recovering from the trauma Jackson had given her, she'd made one new goal in life for herself. No, not the one about it never happening again. She now knew it had been foolish to make herself live up to that resolution. After all, what did she know about what life had in store for her?

A choice had been made by her back when she had been on the turning point in her life; 9 months after Jackson had happened.

For starters, she'd decided to take the reigns where she could and leave the rest to fate. She would live her life day by day; not look too far ahead, not look to the past either. Back then it had been the time to take on a distant behavior towards what had happened to her. It belonged to the past, now. She wasn't going to look back anymore, but she wasn't going to try to block it out and forget that it'd ever happened, either. After all, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger but that doesn't mean you forget about what almost cost you your life. You just live on and learn from it. Suck it up, as Jackson would've said.

With that distance also came distance towards the man himself. Even though she wouldn't have to be facing him everyday, Lisa decided the more distance she could put between them the better, even though it was just in her mind. So she got rid of the name Jack. From now on, the only name that would escape her lips when she was talking about the man would be Jackson.

Lisa was taken out of her reverie by the loud and irritatingly rasping voice of Jackson.

"I came back here, not just because of your pretty face, before you get any ideas." Jackson grinned in an evil way as he looked at her.

"It's just this little souvenir I forgot to take with me when I was over at your dad's house. You know, the place where you so lovingly shot me in the shoulder."

Lisa didn't hear the venom in his voice for otherwise she would've thought twice about what she said next.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I should've kissed your feet of course for the loving way in which you treated me."

She realized when she had said this that Jackson wasn't very good in holding back his anger. Even when he was the professional he claimed he was.

Jackson grabbed her face in his bony hands once again and slammed her hard against the headboard of the bed.

"Be careful with what you say, Leese. We both know how nasty things can get otherwise."

Even though Lisa knew he would never rape her, for whatever twisted reason, she couldn't help but hear a double meaning in his voice. She calmed down and forced herself to stop struggling to get free. Right now it wouldn't get her anywhere anyway. If she could just try to gain his trust she might be able to afford to break it again later.

Jackson felt Lisa stop trying to escape from his grasp and chuckled. "That a girl. I knew you were smart. Now, if you would just listen for once."

She sighed in frustration and slumped back on the bed.

"Can I take a rain check?" Jackson shot her a warning glance and continued his speech.

"It all comes down to you, Leese. If you just return the card I accidentally dropped at your dad's place no harm will be done to anybody."

"Excuse me?" Lisa started when he said this. What did he mean, no harm done?

"Ah, so you got my little hint. Well, it isn't like you have a choice here. There will be consequences if you decide to be uncooperative."

Well it isn't like that is very surprising thought Lisa. Then why was she surprised, anyway? He'd said before he hadn't just come back to share a cup of coffee with her. A little more scared now but still not bound to give up she broke the eye contact between them and started fiddling with her pajama pants.

Lisa calmed herself down again and forced herself to think more like him. Maybe she could get to the emotional phase later on. It seemed as if it wasn't really working well right now, so she decided to let it rest for a bit.

"Listen Jackson I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't seen any card lying around anywhere."

Jackson pondered her answer for a second before deciding she was lying to him. After all, it wouldn't have been the first time.

"Don't lie to me, Leese. We all know how bad you are at that."

This was the most inconvenient situation. Not only had she no idea what the hell he was talking about, he didn't believe she had no idea either. This could get ugly.

"Let me clarify." Jackson grunted and obviously annoyed he started pacing around the bed.

"When you decided to shoot me in the shoulder, and we had this little action scene after that which almost resulted in me dying, my business card fell out of my pocket. Apparently."

He paused at the end of the bed and looked her squarely in the eye once more.

"This normally wouldn't be a problem hadn't it been for the fact that we know there are cops out there looking for me and if they find this card –when they find this card," his voice held a dangerous edge to it as he said this, "they are likely to trace the whole organization I work for."

Lisa felt her courage return once more now she realized she was his trump card in this whole situation. If the cops found this business card before he did, shit would definitely hit the van. For him, anyway. Inside Lisa smiled. She could finally take the upper hand in this matter.

"What makes you think they haven't found the card already? They searched through the whole crime scene, you know. If you lost it there I'm sure they would've found it."

Jackson tilted his head and made a clicking noise with his tongue. "Tsk. Tsk. Leese. And here I was thinking you were a smart girl."

A cool breeze filled the blazing hot room as both people were caught in the moment. Lisa still trying to figure out how the hell this card hadn't been found by the police, Jackson trying to find a way to get Lisa to talk to him in a sensible way. He just knew for sure she had this card somewhere, waiting for the right moment to hand it over to the police. The thought of why she hadn't done so earlier never even crossed his mind.

The fire in Lisa's eyes returned once more as she spoke.

"Jack I'm not going to be your compliant slave anymore. I have a new life now, and I do not intend to give it up just for you to get your business card back."

She took a deep breath and sat herself more comfortably on the bed. She had to get some control over her temper. If she did that, she had another advantage over Jackson.

The haunted look in her eyes disappeared and she looked up to stare at him in amusement. "Even if I had it hidden somewhere, though, you really think I would tell you?"

Ever since Jackson managed to outsmart the prison security guards, it had been his mission to get the card back. Not because this card in itself was so interesting for him, but because it could –as fate would have it- mean the downfall of his whole organization. And while Lisa wanted nothing more than for this to happen, Jackson rather had it tucked safely in his pocket. Now it was time for him to think of a strategy to get Lisa to give him the information he needed. He knew this wouldn't be an easy task; she had the urge to lie to him –for whatever reason he didn't know- and even when she didn't lie –Jackson was smart but sadly enough he lacked any emotional qualities, which made it impossible for him to get close to guessing her thoughts from the way she acted. Even though they were both sides of the same coin, both of them hard and reasonable when put in a dangerous situation, their difference in thinking before the acting made it almost impossible for them to ever understand each other completely. Lisa could never hate Jackson for a 100, but she could never completely love him either. They had a tangled relationship which was most likely not getting less complicated any time soon.

Jackson decided to ignore Lisa's remark and since then three hours of silence had gone by. He had always been a man of plans, but even though he'd had enough time in prison to figure out how to tackle the situation, he had let himself get blinded by the rage and primal instinct to see Lisa again. So instead of cooking up a good plan, he'd gone straight to Lisa the first chance he'd got and hadn't thought of anything else ever since.

First I get her to search the house.

He knew he could handle her trying to escape, or struggling against him. Threatening her with her father's life had been his strategy in the past, but since he was more or less on his own now, he took to an entirely different approach. Yes, he had mentioned to her earlier there would be consequences, but she would never know that this was, in fact, an empty threat. At least as far as putting her loved ones in danger went, anyway.

For Jackson was known for never lying. And this time would be no different. This time it would be her life on the line.

He had no trouble whatsoever with killing her. After all, it was his fact based logic that had the upper hand in his mind. But right now he just needed her. Right now she was just a means to an end, maybe even a prisoner with benefits…

Finally getting up from the floor Jackson took off Lisa's handcuffs and still made sure he had a good grip on her arm if she stupidly tried to escape again.

"Alright Leese, let's get going now. We're going for a little tour through the house. After all, last time I was here it was such a quick visit."

Jackson smirked and paused in his attempt to drag her out of the bedroom.

Shocked, Lisa turned to look at him as he continued his journey through the hallway, her arm twisted uncomfortably in his grip, him all the while staring at her with fire in his icy eyes.

Oh, yes, Lisa knew very well what he was talking about.

And she hated herself for it.