Could someone wake me up from this dream or do I have to do everything myself?

Lisa dug her hands deeper into her pockets to hear the sound of a paper being twisted around within a small space. She assumed that Baxter had slipped it in when hehad… approached her, 'probably some more little antics.' She thought so she waited until Jackson looked away and began typing on her computer. She pulled the note out and to her surprised it read…

Dear Lisa,

I cannot wait to see you again I am sorry that I had to leave, but I shall return. I know you saw me in the car when you were hit; I hope that you will forgive me for the incident. Whatever Ripner told you it wasn't true and I can't wait too finally see you again!

Richard Baker,

Lisa was about to put the piece of paper back in her pocket when Jackson snatched it from her hands, and too her surprise he didn't read it he simply threw in the nearest trash can. "I'm gonna kill that son of a bi-!" "Who are you talking about? Jake?" Lisa asked interrupting him.

Jackson looked at her as if she was crazy, "The note was from Jake?"

"Yeah who else would it be from?"

'If this guy is really from the CIA then I don't need Jackson killing him before I can see Richard.' She thought too herself as he walked away most likely on his way to lecture Jake; she hoped that he wouldn't lecture him too hard evenafter his betrayal she could almost swear that she still had feeling for him. What those feeling were she wasn't so sure yet, but she a feeling that she would figure that out.

!#$&(

Mike wasn't sure what was going on some random hotel workers car had been bombed? He turned around too make sure that Lisa was still where he had left her but all he found was thin air where she used to stand. He scratched is head wonder what could have happened to make her walk away from where had told her too stay after the bombing.

He didn't bother too look towards the hotel until he heard gun fire from inside he turned too the hotel hopping that it wasn't Lisa that had been shot at or one of his men. He began too walk towards the hotel when his cell phone went off; he could hear the siren as they pulled into the parking lot so he picked it up assuming it was one of the police officers.

"Hello?"

"Is this Mike?"

"Yeah who is this?"

"My name is Jackson Ripner and I have something that might be of interest to you, a Miss Lisa Reisert has decided too grace me with her presence. I also have within the building at least fifty civilians that I will not hesitate to dispose of."

Mike was at a loss of words Lisa? His Lisa? Being held captive by the same man that had tried to kill her after the flight from hell (as they had named it.)

"What do you want?"

"Too make sure I have your attention."

"Fine, just don't hurt Lisa."

"Good, there should be a black limo pulling up anytime now when I call back hand the phone too Keefe." That was all the man said before hanging up.

!#$&(

Lisa sat in her bosses office hopping that Jackson wouldn't come into the room for the time being so that she could be alone with her thoughts. 'He knows who raped me? How could Jackson possibly know who did it even with his resources how could he even begin to know where to look? Do I know the person who did it?' Lisa sat there pondering these things when the door opened and Jake walked in the room.

"You okay in here do you need anything?" he asked closing the door behind him; she shook her head.

"Why is Jackson so intent on killing Keefe? What did he ever do to him?" Lisa asked as he sat down in the chair across from her. "It's not him it's our dang uncle, owner of the company. Once upon a time he decided that he would ruin this dude's life and found a gorgeous girl that Jackson could slap around in the process."

Lisa looked up at him with sadness in her eyes, "So he just found some random guy and decided that he would kill him?" Lisa asked not believing that he was telling the truth, "Well I think it was more for the gorgeous girl then to ruin then to kill the guy." He said surprisingly giving a small blush as he said this.

"What are you guys doing in here?" Baxter asked popping his head in through the door giving Lisa a questioning look.

"Nothing I was just seeing if I could do anything for Lisa," he said then seeing the looking that Baxter gave him he quickly said. "I mean get her something like water or something it's not like you think." He stumbled over his own words as the gleam in his eyes only sparkled more.

!#$&(

Jackson heard every word that was said through the small ear piece that he had been using for the last little while. Jackson smirked and looked over at the man who was tapping away at the keys; Jackson hadn't even bothered to learn his name. "What?" he asked looking up from the computer.

He gestured toward the earpiece that he was using. "Picked up a very interesting conversation between Jake and Lisa, that kiss served a duel purpose," he said giving another gesture toward the earpiece.

"I think Lisa and Jake are getting along a little too much, don't you think?"

"Are you gonna make that call soon, I think gorgeous is getting a little restless," Baxter said popping his head too tell Jackson.

Jackson picked up the phone and dialed the number gesturing for Baxter to bring Lisa in the room so that she could hear what he was going to say. Within a few seconds Lisa was pushed through the door then into a chair right across from Jackson. He grabbed each of her wrists and pinned them down to each of the arm rests on either side of her.

"Now here's the deal Leese I'm gonna make a call to a certain mister Mike then he's going to put the phone through to Mr. Keefe, who you will be killing by the way. No doubt that once he hears that I have you here and I can dispose of you at will he will want to talk to you reassurance that I do indeed have you at my disposal, now when I hand you the phone you're just gonna simply say that I'm your worst nightmare and all that jazz."

"And just how will you convince me to kill him?"

"All in due time Leese," he said patting her cheek playfully and Lisa did her best to pull back but he grabbed a fistful of her hair and brought her face closer to his too be sure he had her attention. "Is that understood Leese?" she gave a weak nod at the request.

"Calling Michael now, hello Mike I believe you remember me and our little agreement." There was pause and Lisa assumed that the phone was being passed off to some else that could take care of the request that he made earlier.

"Hello Keefe, I am sure that Mike has told you the predicament that little Leese has gotten herself into and I am now ready to make a deal with you for the lives of all the people within this building. And little Miss Lisa."

"What do you want Ripner?"

"I want you dead I will get in return for all the lives in this hotel; you will enter through the back unarmed within the next two hours. You will let one of my men shoot you and then I will let all these people go."

"Including Miss Reisert?"

"Naw I think I may just keep her," he said giving Lisa a wink.

To Lisa's surprise Jackson hung up the phone with out letting Lisa talk to Keefe, "Looks like he's stupider than I thought didn't even bother to be sure that I had you." He said looking at Lisa who was looking rather board.

!#$&(

Lisa sat in the office once more all alone in the darkness when she heard music from within her head.

Will some one please radio for help?

Cause I think I'm allergic to myself.

And they think they can throw us all away!

I got to stop it before it's all too late!

There's got too be a better way!

They dissect everything we say!

To try to make us feel this way!

And you can take the one thing I have left!

I'd give it all away for so much less

Even take the heart inside my chest!

And you can take the one thing I have left, beat me to the ground and take my breath!

But you can't take who I am!

Lisa found herself singing the words out loud.

And I swear we were born to let you down!

We scream but never make a sound!

We point but don't know what direction!

We are America right now!

There's got to be better way, they dissect everything we say!

To try to make us feel this way!

And you can take the one thing I have left!

I'd give it all away for so much less

Even take the heart inside my chest!

And you can take the one thing I have left, beat me to the ground and take my breath!

But you can't take who I am!

!#$&(

Jackson caught the words of the song clearly through his earpiece and almost laughed at irony of it. Jackson sat back in his chair thinking of the last thing that Lisa had; her father. 'What would she do if I actually killed her father?' he asked himself as a smirk crossed his lips.

He let his mind wonder to Richard and he wondered if the government actually expected him to believe that he had died when he shot him? Please! He had set him self up on purpose. And Jackson couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw that it was Lisa who killed Keefe.

!#$&(

Mac sat back in his seat not disturbed by what he saw on the right screen; Jackson leaning back in his chair looking proud of himself. It was what was on the left screen that worried him; Lisa hugging her knees to her chest sitting in the corner trying to stay out of the way in the small office.

"Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, we will meet again and then all this will seem like a walk in the park for you," he said to the screen. "Mac, everything is in place should we take the two down before or after the Keefe dude is killed?"

"After I want to see how desperate we made Lisa the day we stole her pride."