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Lisa drew in several shaky breaths to calm herself. Jackson calmly wiped the blood from his nose and turned to Lisa.

"Well, well, a little violent today, aren't we?" he chuckled. Lisa rolled her eyes. Funny, coming from a murderer...

"Just because I realize that you're dealing with some very trying emotions right now, I'll let your little stunt go unpunished," he muttered to her. Lisa glared at him.

Lisa then turned to look at Mel, who's eyes were wide with fright.

"Mel, honey, it's all right-" Lisa began to hold her but Mel shrank back with a whimper. Lisa felt like screaming. Now Mel hated her, too.

"You've completely alienated yourself," Jackson sighed, almost contentedly. "There's always me, you know."

Lisa's head snapped to him. "You wish."

Jackson shot her a grin and shrugged. "I offered."

The train finally stopped in New York. Jackson took Lisa's hand and whispered in her ear, "If you want the brat to live, you'll do what I say." Lisa glared at him but they left the train hand-in-hand.

As they entered the station filled with crowds and shops, Lisa got a sudden jolt of an idea.

"Jackson, do you..." she began, toying with his mind as he had with hers. He looked at her.

"What?"

"I was just..." she glanced at her feet, trying to plaster a shy, flirty look all over her face. They stopped walking.

"What?" he asked again impatiently. Then Lisa made the move she dreaded. She leaned up and kissed him quickly on the cheek He stared at her in shock for a moment, then swooped down and kissed her passionately on the mouth. She tried not to let her skin crawl but let him kiss her for several moments, before she brought her knee up hard in his stomach. Then Lisa ran. Picked up Mel and ran, as Jack cursed her out in the background.

It wasn't as easy as running from him in the airport, what with the extra forty pounds she was carrying. Plus, the pain from the pen had lasted a little longer than her knee in his gut would. Lisa's heart thudded in her chest as she darted past travelers and to the monorail system.

It was like de ja vu, waiting for the heavy metal doors to slide shut. She saw him coming.

"Close," she begged the doors in vain. He slammed into the compartment and Lisa's stomach dropped.

"I warned you."

Jackson roughly dragged Lisa out to the car, apparently not caring what people thought. Then he drove. Just drove, for thirty minutes straight. He pulled the car to a stop once, and pulled out his cell phone.

"Yeah Yup, 'fraid so. Yeah. Two days. Got it. Ten minutes."

Then he pocketed it without so much as a glance to Lisa. She felt her stomach twist in anxious apprehension of what was going on.

Ten minutes later, he pulled up in front of a large, colonial brick house. Another black car was pulled up in front of it. Lisa didn't dare speak, or even wonder, the thought of what would happen next.

Jackson stopped the car and got out. Another burly man stood out of the other car and opened the back door where Mel sat. He roughly pulled her out and Lisa got out of the car.

Mel screamed in fear and Lisa tried to run to her. Jackson pushed her back as the man dragged the child to the other car and threw her in.

"No! Jackson! Where's he taking her?" Lisa screamed. Jackson roughly took her arm.

"Sorry, Leese, but as I said, I warned you," and suddenly a huge blow to her head and everything faded out.