Chapter Seven

The sun had not rose from its hiding place behind the mountains yet, and Lisa's house was dark. All I have to do is go up to the mail box, and put it in... Jackson thought, sitting in his car. He had been there for a few hours now, trying to persuade himself to get out of the car and deliver his letter to Lisa. Being in the car, which was parked in the exact same place he had been, when he had watched her the eieght weeks prior to the Red Eye. It made him think back to all the times he had watched Lisa. All the memories flooded back into his mind, clouding his thoughts.

Lisa knelt on the freshly cut lawn, planting an assortment of flowers. There were roses, lilacs, daisies, and a few other kinds of flowers. Since there were so many daisies, Jackson assumed that they were probably her favorite.

In her hand, she had a small gardening shovel, which she was using to dig a small hole in the ground. After pushing aside the dirt, she placed a patch of red roses in the ground, burring them gracefully with the loose soil.

Her sun dress matched the color of the light purple pedals of the lilacs. Jackson couldn't keep his eye's off of her. Her hair was pulled back in a "I don't give a damn" pony tail. But to Jackson, it only made her more beautiful. The end of her dress was spread out on the grass, moving ever so slightly in the breeze.

After her yard work, she gathered all her gardening tools, and went inside. Coming out an hour later, dressed in a pair of light colored jeans that fit snug on her body, along with a white t-shirt. Her hair was still wet, and Jackson knew she had taken a shower. The auburn waves flowed smoothly down to her shoulders. In her hand, were her car keys, and on her shoulder rested the strap of her black purse.

"Where we going today, Leese?" Jackson pretended to ask her, waiting to pull his car onto the road until Lisa had turned the corner. "It's a Sunday, you usually spend it at home." He was truly surprised, and watched Lisa turn onto another road from a couple cars behind hers.

"Cynthia's, Dad's? Maybe just out for a drive?"He then smiled, when they arrived at a small cafe, where Cynthia was sitting up against her car, waving at Lisa when she got out of her car. "Don't you think it's been a while since we last went out to lunch?"He smirked, and parked his car on the other side of the cafe. Where Lisa could not see it.

Reaching into the glove box, he pulled out a pair of sunglasses, and put them on.Best disguise I have...Jackson could not blow his cover, but needed to keep a close eye on Lisa. The only way that would happen was if he went into the cafe.

Inside the small building, there was a bar and several tables and booths. In the far corner, sat Lisa and Cynthia at a booth. Ordering a couple drinks from a tall waiter. Jackson took a seat a few booths away from them. After the waiter served the drinks to Lisa and Cynthia's booth, he came over to Jackson's.

"Can I start you off with a drink, sir?"The waiter asked. Jackson could see that the man couldn't be more than seventeen, and that he didn't care at all to be at work.

"Yes, I will have a Sea Breeze."Jackson smiled at the young man. When the man left, he watched Lisa talk to Cynthia, but tried not to stare too much. He didn't want to blow his cover.

After Jackson got his drink, he waited to see if Lisa was going to order anything to eat. Jackson hadn't had anything to eat the whole day, and probably wouldn't get much of a chance later, with having to follow Lisa around all the time. His stomach had a painful, empty feeling, but wasn't going to order anything and have Lisa just get up and move on while he was still eating.

Lisa oredered something to eat, but Jackson knew it probably wouldn't take her long to eat. She never did eat much. And as much as he wanted to eat something, Jackson told the waiter he did not want anything.

Leese...you're killing me... He thought in his mind. Trying hard not to think of food. For another twenty minutes or so, Lisa and Cynthia ate their meals and chatted. Lisa had only ordered salad for lunch. Come on...I don't order anything, and you order a damn salad...what is wrong with you?

Jackson was irritated with her. But kept his cool, and watched Lisa's expressions. Along with trying to read her lips, to see what they were talking about. Finally, after Cynthia doing most of the talking, they finished their food and got up to leave. Not looking at them, Jackson sat back in his seat. Only getting up and leaving after Lisa was in her car.

"Where you going now?"He asked, as he got into the drivers side of his BMW. "How about, we go to a movie? Huh?" This had been the most interesting thing that had happened to Lisa in the last five weeks Jackson had been following her. And he was eager for Lisa to go somewhere else besides home. Where he would spend the rest of his night, watching her sleep.

His hopes were shattered when Lisa turned down a road that would lead them straight to her house. This job was getting to him, unlike any other job he had been assigned. He would find himself having conversations with Lisa, even though she couldn't hear him. When he was done for the night, and was allowed to stop watching Lisa for the night, he would go back to his hotel room, and dream of her. It was really begging to bug the hell out of him.

Opening the car door, after hours of debate, Jackson walked up to the white picket fence. He drew a deep breathe before walking up the sidewalk. Standing in front of the mail box, Jackson looked around out of habit just to make sure the cost was clear.

Hearing a noise from inside the house, Jackson hurridly placed the letter in the metal box. Quickly darting back down the sidewalk. He stopped at the gate, wanting to continue, but his heart throbbing with pain. Jackson had to see her one more time, even if it was for the last time.

It took only a couple of minutes to pick the lock, and inside he quietly crept up the stairs. The memory of when he had kidnapped her a little over a month ago, emerged in his mind. When he had been there before, he had wanted to kill her. Now, all he wanted was to see her, even if she would never know he was there.

Reaching the doorway to her room, he opened the door. Not making a sound. To his surprise, Lisa wasn't in bed. Worry came over him, where could she be? Then, calming himself slightly, when he saw the bathroom door cracked a little, and the light on, he shut the door and snook back downstairs.

Maybe...if I just sit and wait for her to come down... He told himself, glancing at the clock. It was already past six, and Lisa was probably getting ready to go to work. Jackson had lost track of the time when he had been trying to get up enough courage to go put the letter in the mail box.

He knew he should leave, but his heart told him to stay. So, he moved over to Lisa's living room couch, and sat down. Waiting for her to come downstairs. Wondering, what she might do when she saw him, and how she might react.

Lisa closed her eyes, letting the hot water run down her tired body. After getting out of the shower, she reached for her towel, wrapping it around her. The air around her felt cold as it hit her wet body. She searched through her closet, trying to find something decent to wear to work, but was interupted by her cell phone. She could hear it's faint ringing, and remembered she had left it on the kitchen counter.

Descending the stairs, two at a time, Lisa grabbed for her phone. Answering it quickly.

"Hello?"She asked, her one hand holding her towel up around her damp body. Lisa turned on the lights, freezing dead in her tracks.

"Lisa, it's Adam...I know it's early, but I need to speak to you. In private."Adam said from the other line, sounding a little anxious."Lisa, are you still there."

Jackson took the phone out of Lisa's paralyzed hand, clicking the end button before setting it back on the table. He smirked at her, seeing the fear in her eyes.

"Still afraid of me, Leese?"He teased, knowing very well, that she had all the reason in the world to fear him."I thought we had got past that whole fearful stage."

"W-Why...are you here?"She hesitated, wanting him to get away from her. He was right in front of her, and she didn't even realize she had been backing up until she was pressed up against the wall.

"I came to see you. Why else would I be here?"He may love her, but he hated to be seen weak."You just always end up changing the way I do my plans."

Lisa smacked him across the face, and ran as Jackson held his face in his hands. He couldn't help but laugh. Same old Leese, always fighting...

She ran up the stairs into her bedroom, throwing a robe on. Under her bed, she searched for something to use to protect herself. But was ripped to her feet by Jackson before she got the chance. Lisa kicked him in the groin, causing him to double over. She tried to run out of the bedroom, when her ankle was grabbed by Jackson, forcing her to the ground.

"Lisa...i'm not hear to hurt you!"Jackson assured her, as he took her by the wrists, in an attempt to restrain her.

"You lie!"She refused, trying to get away."You want to kill me!"

"If I wanted to fucking kill you! Don't you think I would have already done it?"He screamed at her, tired of her not believing him. She let out a small cry. His words filling her mind.

"I think...i'm in love with you." He had said to her before he had kissed her. And she had scared him away. For a month she thought she would never see him again. Thought he was gone forever.

"Jack."She whispered, the fear disapeared, and was replaced with sorrow. Jackson let her hands go, embracing Lisa as she reached up for him. He held her against him, letting her cry in his arms."I...i'm sorry."

"No. Don't be."Jackson held her head against his, trying to keep himself togther. Everytime they met, he always ended up hurting her.This time he had never even meant to go inside. All he had wanted was to deliver his letter. "I'm sorry."

For a long few minutes, they sat there on the ground in each others arms. Once Lisa's tears stopped, Jackson got up and helped her to her feet. Still holding her in his arms. They both walked downstairs, where Lisa collapsed onto the couch. No more need for the letter I guess... Jackson thought, walking outside, he took the letter out. Lisa watched him the whole time through the window, not wanting him to leave. When he got inside, she sat up, ready to ask Jackson about the letter. But Jackson held up his hand."It's nothing."He told her, then looked at the envelope in his hand one last time, before tossing it in the trash bin.

"Why did you leave?"Lisa asked, and watched as Jackson sat down on the couch next to her.

"I had to, Leese."He looked into her cautious eyes, wanting to know what she was thinking. Wanted to know her true feelings towards him. He had let her know his.

Lisa moved over to him, lying her head down on his chest. Jackson rubbed the soft skin of her arm. Her breathing was slow and steady. The beat of her heartbeat calmed him. To think, he had at one point, wanted to stop that heart. And now, all he wanted was to hear that heart for the rest of his life."Come with me."He said.

Leaning up from his chest, she looked at him, not knowing what to say to him. Jackson tucked a lock of hair that had fallen in front of her face, behind her ear. Then resting on his hand on her cheek, which Lisa let her head be craddled in the palm of his hand.

"Ok..."She smiled, not ever wanting to let him go. He brushed his lips softly against hers. Then got up setting her down on the couch. He searched through her doors for a pen and a piece of paper. Finally finding a blue pen, and a yellow sticky note.

"What are you doing?"Lisa asked, getting up from the couch.

"Writing a note."He said, a little of sarcasim. It made Lisa angry when he talked to her like that, but she brushed the thought aside, peering over his shoulder at what he was writing. Jackson was a little annoyed at the fact and turned to her."Lisa, you might want to go get dressed. Unless you want to wear a robe the whole way."

Lisa gave him a quick glare, but was not ready to push her luck with him. And walked up to her bedroom, taking out a black dress. After she had her dress on, she combed through her tangled hair quickly, then applying a new layer of make up on. When she was finished, and walked into her room, she was met by Jackson, who was standing in the door way.

Jackson breath was taken away, she was so beautiful. Her black dress stopping just above her knees, and the sleeves flowing loosly around her shoulders. Finally able to snap out of it, knowing they had to leave before anyone knew something was wrong with her, he began to search through her belongings."Pack some clothes."He oredered, still going through her stuff.

"I'll do it, I know where I keep everything."Lisa stoped him by grabbing his hands. He looked at her, then backed away.

"Hurry, Leese."Jackson said, then opened her closet, pulling out a suit case. He threw it on the bed and opened it for her. Going straight back to helping her pack. Lisa shook her head at him and took him by the hands again.

"Jack...stop. I can do this."She said, more of scolding him. Jackson finally gave up and sat down on the bed next to the suit case. He watched as Lisa hurridly packed her bag. Then slipping on a pair of three inch, black heels.

Jackson zipped up the bag and walked out the door with it, Lisa shortly behind. They walked down the stairs, and Lisa moved towards the note, curious to as what Jackson had put on it. Jackson snatched her by the hand, and pulled her out of the kitchen. "Leese, don't worry about it. I took care of it."He said, as he opened up the front door for Lisa.

The sun shone over the city now, and you could already feel the Miami heat beating down. Lisa looked around for a second, trying to find his car, then saw it across the street. Jackson led her to the passengers side, and helped her in. She watched as he shoved the luggage in the trunk, then join her in the car.

"Sure you're ready for this?"Jackson asked starting the car."Last chance to turn back."

She looked at him for a minute, swallowing hard. This is it... She thought, then cleared her throat to answer him. "I'm sure, Jack."

He let out a sigh of relief. The one thing in the world he would die for, was right there next to him, willing to be with him. He knew now, that his life would be even more complicated then before, and he would be protecting more than just himself. And he found himself, ready to do anything for Lisa. No matter what he might have to do to keep her safe.

Well, shorter chapter, but this is kind of the turning point of the whole story. Hope it was acceptable. Thanks for the reviews and am looking forward to getting more of them. I will do my best to get chapter eight up tomorrow.