Disclaimer: Chapter Which?
Author's note: Hey, I reposted this chapter because of formatting issues. No plot changes though.
Ten minutes later, Lisa was at the hospital. An officer was waiting for her. "Miss Reisert, I'm Officer Cox. We spoke on the phone earlier."
"Yes, I remember. Is my father going to be ok?"
"He's in surgery right now. At the very best, he'll be paralyzed from the waist down. And that's the best scenario."
"What's the worst?"
"He may not make it out of surgery." Officer Cox replied gently.
"How long until we know something?" Lisa asked sick with worry.
"It's difficult to say. Miss Reisert, maybe its best if you sit down."
Lisa felt the room begin to spin. "I don't want to…" She collapsed.
Jessica drove home from the airport in complete silence. Her entire world felt like it was falling apart. There were people who wanted both her and Jackson dead. She had been forced to move to Miami. And to top it all off, she had just broken up with Riley. As she pulled into the driveway, she noticed Lindsey's car was also there.
"Great…" She muttered. "…company." However, the truth was, the lawyer was nice. Hell, Jessica would even go so far as to call him downright sexy. She went inside and found him in the kitchen. "Hi, is Jack home?"
Lindsey smiled at Jessica. "No, not yet Miss Rippner."
"I prefer Jessica." She replied as she opened the refrigerator. She began looking for the bottle of vanilla vodka.
"This may seem a bit forward, but can I buy you a drink?" Lindsey asked.
Jessica nearly objected, but decided against it. After everything that had been going, she deserved to go out for a drink with a charming, sexy guy. "Sure, let me go get changed."
"Take your time. I'll call a cab."
Jessica headed upstairs. Ok, great move, dumbass. There goes my plan for the rest of this evening. I could have just said no. Yeah, that would be fun. Sitting here alone, watching old movies all night. In the meantime, I could have drowned my sorrows in vodka and fallen asleep on the couch. Brilliant! What a way to piss off Jack. She thought as she changed into a simple, tastefully short, black dress. She grabbed her favorite shoes, and walked downstairs.
Lindsey grinned as he watched Jessica come down the stairs. She was a knock-out. He was going to enjoy their date. Of course, he knew she had a boyfriend. But still, he was human, and she was sexy. Jessica smiled at him as he held out his hand to her. "Are you ready?"
"Let's go." She replied accepting the offered hand. Baybreeze, here I come!
Jackson was beginning to worry about Lisa. Was she ok? Was her father alright? "I can't keep playing the jerk if I want her to trust me." He muttered. He glanced at his watch again. The longer Lisa was gone, the more worried Jackson became. "That's it! I'm going down there." He said to no one in particular. He grabbed his keys and ran out the door.