A/N: Trudes man, you are awesome. Never stop doing what youre doing. I will literally keep this story open waiting on a review from you. Then once i do get a review from you i leave it open and reread it. Anyways we finally get to see Lisa again. Gonna go back in time a little tho to catch up. So I'll be starting back when Blake stormed out of the station.

Js guys, ive discovered that Blake is here merely so i can torture him. Cause i was gonna write this so Blake got home and Lisa was waiting for him. Then i wanted to make him freak out so i didnt do that.

And guess what! Blake actually has a first name. I just rarely use it cause hes just kinda officer Blake in my head. His first name is officer, ignore what Lisa says.

Finding a song for this chapter was a pain but i did it. So the song is Honey I'm Home by Shania Twain.

Disclaimer: i own nothing.

Blake was fuming as he drove home. Normally his mood doesn't affect his driving, but Jackson had made him mad enough that he nearly wrecked multiple times. He'd failed to keep the man who'd tried to kill his wife locked up, and now Jackson was undoubtedly going after Lisa. The thought of him even being in the same room as Lisa was enough to make him mad. When he got to his house he ran to the door. He walked in, trying to appear calm however he shut the door a bit too hard. "Lisa?" He hollered, checking the doors and windows for signs of someone breaking in. A moment passed and there was no answer. "Lisa!" He called out again as he started searching the small house for his wife. When he couldn't find her he checked the garage for her car. The slightly banged up Saturn was sitting there untouched. He muttered something under his breath and pulled out his phone, hit a button on speed dial and called her. When she picked up he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly calming down. "Where are you?" He asked, trying to sound calm.
"I'm at the mall with Cynthia. Why? Something wrong?" She replied.
"No, I just got home and your car is here but you aren't so I was worried." He explained.
"Cynthia picked me up after her shift. I didn't mean to scare you." She said apologetically.
He shook his head "No it's fine." He said, taking a seat on the blue couch in the living room. "I'm just stressed over work and got confused."
"Alright well we're almost done then I'm headed home. Okay honey?"
"Yeah, see you when you get back. Be careful." He said, waiting for her to end the call. When the phone clicked off he shoved it back in his pocket.

Lisa dropped her phone in her purse and smiled at Cynthia "Sorry about that. John just got home and was confused by my car being there and me not being there."

Cynthia nodded and took a sip of the latte she was holding "Do you think something happened during the breakout that's got him on edge?"
Lisa thought about it "Maybe, I just hope it has nothing to do with Jackson." She said, hesitating slightly before saying his name.
Cynthia offered her friend an encouraging smile "I'm sure he's still locked up. There were a lot of police there and they're good at what they do. John wouldn't let anything happen to you anyway."
Lisa nodded "I know." She said, but she wasn't too sure. Cynthia was right about John wouldn't LET anything happen to her, but that doesn't mean he could stop everything bad. Shaking the thought from mind she picked up her purse and put it on her shoulder "Come one, there's one more store I wanna stop at." She said, ignoring the paranoia growing in her gut.
About an hour later, at about 6:30pm Cynthia dropped Lisa off at her place. Lisa waved bye to her friend from the small porch. She unlocked the front door and walked in. She smiled lightly when she saw Blake sleeping on the couch. Deciding not to disturb him just yet she walked through the kitchen to her left and to the dining room. She set down her purse and bags from various places at the mall. After setting down her things she walked into the kitchen to start fixing dinner. She put some noodles on to boil then grabbed a can of alfredo sauce and put it in a smaller pot to warm up. Once the noodles were soft and flimsy she dumped them into a colander in the sink. She pulled two plates out of the cabinet and put noodles and sauce on them. As she passed the silverware drawer she grabbed two forks and walked into the living room. "John, wake up." She said as she sat down next to him.
He gazed at the plate of food for a moment before processing that it was in fact food. He took the plate and smiled at Lisa "Now what's this for?"
"Well we didn't get to have breakfast together and you were working at lunch so I went out with Cynthia. I figured we'd get to have supper together." She explained.
Blake gave her a quick kiss "I love you." He said before looking down at his food.
Lisa smiled at him "I love you too John." She said. They both ate in silence. Blake sort of inhaled his food, as he hadn't eaten all day.
When they were both done Lisa tried to take care of the dishes but Blake insisted he did the dishes since Lisa cooked. Lisa sighed but agreed to it, heading down the hall to get ready for bed. A few minutes later she was in a white night-gown and lying in bed with a book. Blake walked in and changed before joining her in bed. He glanced at the clock, the blue numbers said 8:00pm. "You working in the morning?" He asked.
Lisa nodded "Yup. I have to be at the hotel bright and early for a staff meeting."
"What's going on?" Blake asked.
Lisa shrugged "Probably just financial stuff." She said. For a moment they were silent, but Blake knew that was about to end when Lisa set down her book. "So how'd it go at the prison?" She asked.
Blake sighed. He knew the topic would come up. Undoubtedly she was really asking about Jackson. "As can be expected. A few people slipped our grasp but no one we can't easily catch again." He said, giving her a half truth.
"Did you see Jackson at all?" She asked.
There it was, five years later and she's still worried about him. She's still scared of him. Blake realized. Scared...or in love? It upset him to think it could be the latter but she had once felt for him and its possible she still does. Attempting to shake off the thought he answered her question. "I saw him but Gunther dealt with him." He said, giving another half truth.
Lisa frowned at his vague answers but dismissed it, thinking it was just that he was tired. She laid down and flicked out the light on her nightstand. "Goodnight John." She said, turning her back to him. She heard him mutter a goodnight as he snuggled up against her back and wrapped his arms around her waist.

A/N: so bit of a spoiler here but Jackson's gonna get a job and i dont know what the job should be. I dont mean a fast food place or somethin i mean a manager job and idk who he should kill. Should i just create some random person to kill or have yall got a suggestion?