Disclaimer: I don't own anything Red Eye. ...oh do I wish.

Authors note: Thank you emptyvoices, it means a lot you are sticking with the story. I was worried that no one would like this concept. And I am happy that you mentioned the chemistry between the characters. I was really worried on how they were being presented in the story. I wanted it to seem real.

Well I seem to be on a roll tonight. Here is another chapter. I thought that this should be enough for now. It ends on a even number and that makes me feel better. I hate leaving stories on odd chapters for some reason. Doesn't please me. Anyway. I don't know what it is, the fact I am on spring break or the fact I got a new keyboard. Here is Chapter 4. Please review!

PS! I re did my profile everyone, it has information about me now. Not the BS I had before. This is much better! Anyway. No more babbling. (I do that a lot) Here it is...

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A Painful Passion

Ch. 4

Cassia yawned and opened her eyes to the sunshine that was peaking in the window. She groaned and pulled the sheet over her head and then suddenly stopped. She looked down to see a hand resting on her . She turned abruptly and saw Jackson, asleep next to her. Naked. Rolling her eyes she began to move out of bed without waking him. She tip toed over to her dresser and opened it. Turning to see if she had awoken Jackson. He just groaned and turned over. She smiled at the site of him.

Taking out some lazy clothes she put them on and walked out of the room, quietly closing the door.

Walking into the kitchen she got out some milk, eggs, butter. She was going to make some breakfast. She filled a glass of water and began to drink it. She was very thirsty. The events from last night flooded her mind. She looked down at her wrist, she had multiple bruises on her body. She laughed. Jackson and her never were one for anything less but VERY passionate. Though they seemed to be on that border last night.

She wasn't upset he had shown up back in her life...well actually she was very pissed. How dare he show up at her house! After everything that had happened. Angry she pushed all the contents in front on her off the counter. Which was just the glass of water but it shattered to the ground. She sighed and began to pick up the pieces. After throwing them in the trash a voice made her freeze.

"You know I think we gave a whole new term to the words Painful Passion" Jackson said smiling as he leaned against the door looking down at himself. He was wearing only sweat pants. Cassia turned around and gave a smirk. He had scratches up and down his chest.

"Oh you like those Cassie? Remember this part?" He turned around to show a gash going down his back. Cassia covered her mouth to bit back a laugh. Jackson smirked and walked over to her, he put his hands on her waist.

"What in gods name do you have stashed under your pillows?" And leaned her back against the counter attacking her mouth. She melted into his arms and brought her own to slide around his neck, pushing him forward in the process. Breaking for air Jackson smiled and tilted her head to the side and surveyed her neck.

"Aw look you have Jackson marked all over you" he said with a cocky tone. Cassia narrowed her eyes and pushed him away and walked to the stove where the eggs had been cooking. Jackson frowned and stood behind her, massaging her shoulders, as she kept Shrugging them off.

"Why are you here Jackson...and be cautious with your words I have a very hot skillet beneath my hand right now and I am sure it would leave a nice Cassie mark on you"

Jackson pushed up against her back whispering in her ear.

"I told you...wife. You're mine, and I will always be in your life, and for the record, that skillet moves anywhere but to the plates and my I grab a knife out of the holde rin front of you and I assure you I am quicker then you"

Cassia looked ahead and sure enough her knife set was in front of her, she growled and shut off the stove.

"Since when do you play the caring husband"

"Since the day we were married"

"Does that count the day you shot me"

Jackson made a low growl in his throat and brought up a hand and grabbed her hair, pulling it just hard enough to expose her entire neck to him. He leaned forward.

"For the record that happened after you stuck a 12 inch knife in my thigh, I wasn't exactly thrilled with my beloved at the time"

"Well if you would have told me the truth it wouldn't have happened"

"Oh don't start that shit we were both liars. So suck it up and forget it. I shot you and you stabbed me. There"

Cassia turned around , she looked at his eyes and then sighed. She loved this man. Sure they were fucked up, but it was part of the experience. She he would punch her in the face, she would break his nose. She wrapped her arms around him and cuddled into his embrace. Resting her head on his chest. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close. She pulled away and ran one of her hands down his chest, which she might add was in fairly good ripped condition. He eyes closed and suck in breath as her hand came to a stop. She traced the scar that was there.

"Did it hurt?"

Jackson smiled, "Not as much as the pen" Cassie laughed.

"I have to thank her for that one day...awfully good idea if I may be so bold"

"That is bold" he growled and kissed her. She squealed in his embrace but welcomed it. In fact she jumped in his embrace and wrapped her legs around his waist. He lifted her more and then walked into the living room he sat on the couch with her in his arms not breaking the kiss. She smiled and finally broke for air.

"We forgot about breakfast"

"Breakfast is 24 hours"

Jackson pulled her face to his again and ravaged her mouth. She laughed and pushed him away.

"Jackson Haha stop! We have the rest of our lives to be doing this, we don't need to rush it's not like your leaving anytime soon" Jackson stopped. He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it and looked away. Cassia pushed herself off of him.

"No...no no no no NO!" She repeated.

"baby..."

"DONT BABY ME! What is going on! You're still working for them aren't you..."

"Cass--"

"DONT YOU CASS ME! Why on Earth did you come back jackson? Huh? A quick Fuck, is that it. Come home to the wife use her abuse her then leave? Is that what you had in mind?"

"NO! Course not!"

"Then what the hell?"

Jackson groaned and put a hand on his head, "Look I do have a job...but I am doing this for us! We pissed off a lot of people...and we need protection. The organization can give us that..."

"I've been on my own for almost a year now Jackson...and I am fine"

"But I found you. What does that tell you, hell you didn't change your name"

Jackson took a step forward. He took her hand in his and slowly pulled her to him. He put another hand up her chin.

"I need you to trust me..."

"I do..."

"Then let me do this...I will only be gone...4-5 months. Tops. Then they said I don't have to do travel work anymore"

Cassia looked away and wiped a tear she had.

"But I just got you back"

Jackson took both hands and grabbed her forward gently and kissed her, it was filled with passion and promises.

"And you will have me back...but I need to do this, don't make this any more difficult please"

"Ok..."

"Ok what?"

"You can go...but if you don't come back to me...and I find out your alive...I am going to give you such a beating. That incident we had before will look like child's play"

Jackson laughed, "I wouldn't expect anything less" He then kissed her again and hugged her. Pulling away he smiled.

"Breakfast sounds good right now"

"Well those eggs are out of the question, whats another option?"

"I was thinking...you"

With that he scooped her in his arms, her laughing and tell him to drop her. But he had no intention to. Ever.

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Authors Note: This was a bit shorter then the others but that is ok. It's around 1 something in the morning now and I am very tired. I have many things to do and I want to get SOME sleep for them. Plus my cat was trying to type also. She tends to do that when I finally get in a groove. Well I hope everyone has a wonderful Easter Holiday. I sure hope I will. And if I don't get another chapter in this weekend I am sorry. But duty calls in my Reality. Choir. House to clean, family to bug, and food to cook. Throw in Universal Studios Hollywood on Saturday, and a 5 page extra credit research paper for my Physiology class and you have my excuse for not writing :)