Chapter Twelve

"Lisa...don't give in. Just keep fighting!"He whispered in her ear, as he kept a tight hold on Lisa's cold hand. Blood covered both her and Jackson. Lisa layed face up on the gurney, and several doctors pushed the gurney down the halls. Jackson refused to let go of Lisa's hand, and was convinced he would pull a gun out on anyone who tried to tear him apart from her.

"Jack..."She coughed out so softly and quietly, that Jackson had to lean his head all the way down next to her mouth in order to hear her."Don't leave me."She begged, and he saw a tear roll down her bloody cheek.

"I promise you I am not going anywhere."He said, trying hard to stay strong for Lisa."Promise me that you will stay with me, Lisa."He wanted to keep her awake, and concious of her surroundings.

"I...promise."Lisa managed to say. He lightly kissed her on the forehead, holding his lips there for a few seconds, before he leaned back up to look Lisa in the eyes again. They had fear coating them, and Jackson wished he could do something to make her feel safe. But the truth is, he was frightened himself. Scared of loosing Lisa, and the thoght of her not surviveing made him sick, and it felt as if someone had torn out his heart, and was twisting it.

The doctors rushed her into the emergency room. One doctor tried to pry Jackson away from Lisa, but he didn't budge.

"Sir, you can't go any further-"The doctor began to say, but was stoped by Jackson.

"I'm not going fucking anywhere!"He hissed, fighting back the urge to grab the doctor by the neck."I am staying with Lisa!"

Any other patient would have been escorted out, but the look in Jackson's eyes, forced the doctor to allow him in. His blue eyes had been just as powerful on the doctor as it had been on Lisa.

No one was going to get in between him and Lisa. He would make sure of it. His attention shot back to Lisa, who was now shutting her eyes. Quickly, Jackson placed a cool hand on her burning forehead.

"Lisa, don't close your eyes."He whispered, leaning in close to her."Please, Leese. You have to stay with me."

Lisa's eyes fluttered opened at the sound of someone walking into the room. Turning her head, she saw her father.

"Lisa!"Joe cried, then ran to her side."Thank god you are ok."

They embraced each other for a moment. And Lisa realized, she didn't remember how she had gotten to be in this hospital bed. OK...um...I was in the Lux Atlantic with Jackson. People were chasing us, shooting at us... She searched frantically through her scatered thoughts. I don't remember anything, and where is Jack?!

"Who did this to you?"Joe broke through her thoughts.

"I-I don't know."She stuttered, almost fainting at the sound of her own, scared voice.

Just then, Lisa's doctor came in. He was a average height guy, and had a beer belly. His hair and face, suggested that he was an older man. "Lisa Reisert, it's good to see you awake."He greeted, then reached a hand out to her father."I am Dr. Turner, and I was the one who is assigned to care for Lisa, here."Joe took his hand firmly.

"Joe Reisert."He smilled at the doctor than back to Lisa. They started to talk to one another, but Lisa tunned them out, noticing a vase of the most beautiful daisies, she had ever seen. There was a light blue colored card atatched to it. In neat hand writing across the front of it spelled out, "Lisa" Looking back up at the two men chatting, she interupted them."Could you hand me that card on those daisies over there, please?"

"Um...sure."Dr. Turner walked over to the flowers, peeling off the blue envelope and handing it to Lisa. She quickly took it in her hands, and ripped it open. Lisa pulled out a small card with a picture of an airplane on the front of it. You're fucking hillarious...She thought to herself, knowing that it had to be from Jackson. And her assumption was confirmed when she opened the card to find it signed, "J.R." at the end of the note.

Lisa,

I can't tell you how grateful I am that you are alive. For a second, I thought you

might not make it. Thank god I was wrong. I wish that I could have taken that bullet

myself. I have already put you in so much danger, and I am sorry. I want you to

know that I love you more than anything. And have never loved anything or anyone

as much as I do you.

J.R.

A tear rolled down Lisa's sore cheek. Glass had tore her face up, from when they had been atacked at the hotel room. She couldn't remember him leaving her. The only thing that she could remember was his gentle hand on her forehead, and his soft words. His promise to her. Jack...you promised you wouldn't leave me..She screamed in her head, and then she couldn't hold it in any longer. She let the note fall from her hand and onto the floor, and she let herself cry.

"Lisa, honey are you ok?"Joe had turned to her now, disregarding the doctor. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"C-Could I just be alone...please."She said through tears. And Dr. Turner and Joe, quietly left the room. Leaving her to her thoughts.

She turned on her side, clinging to her pillow, trying to silence her cries. Lisa stared out the small window, which let in very little light. Making the room even more depressing at that moment. There was many different medical supplies decorating the small white room. A closet was located in the corner, along with a small arm chair next to it.

Catching her breath, Lisa was able to contian her tears. Sitting up in her bed, she looked at the daisies. They sat in the corner next to the arm chair. White daiseis arranged in many green leaves, placed carefully in a round blue vase. Daisies had always been her favorite flowers, and she laughed a little knowing that Jackson surley knew that. After all, he had followed her for eight weeks.

Her heart felt like it had jumped into her throat as she heard the closet door open. What the hell...Lisa tried to gear herself up for the worst, thinking it was another of Jackson's associates. But was surprised to see, that who appeared from out of the small closet was not who she expected, but Jackson himself.

"Lisa."Jackson whispered then hurridely went to her side, embracing her in his arms.

"Jack, why...why were you in the closet?"She laughed, but was truly happy he had been here all along.

He laughed too, and brushed Lisa's hair out of her face."I-I made a promise."Jackson suddenly felt quite embarrased.

"To not leave me?"She asked, then smilled even wider when he nodded his head."So you stayed in the closet?"She was laughing so hard that tears were running down her face, and she saw his cheeks go bright redm then soon fade back to his normal skin tone.

"Well...I had been siting in that chair over there waiting for you to wake up."He gestured to the arm chair with a hand."Until I heard someone coming."

"It was just my dad."She continued, not laughing as hard. He had stayed with her like he promised, and that was all she had wanted.

"Leese, I am probablly the most wanted person in America right now."He chuckled."By both people who want to arrest me, and others who want to see me dead."

Lisa quieted, realizing completely now his reason for hidding in the closet. Jackson stared at her for a moment longer, then hungrily kissed Lisa. She let her hands move up to his hair, and she combed her fingers through his hair. The last thought she had before she had lost complete conciousness, she had been thinking, more of dreading, the fact she might never see Jackson again.

Jackson pulled his whole body onto Lisa's hospital bed, pushing her up against him, never breaking the kiss. When she had made it through the surgery, he had almost fallen over. The whole four hours he had waited for her, he had held his breath. After she had been taken to her hospital room to recover, he had snook in there, avoiding being seen by any doctors. He hadn't had to hide from anyone until Joe Reisert had come in.

Then a pain shot through her body, and Lisa let out a small cry. Jackson carefully leaned up onto his knees, trying to not hurt the already in pain, Lisa. She grabbed her side where she had been shot, and he slid his hand to the wound, rubbing it softly.

"I'm sorry Lisa, I-I forgot about your wound."He felt stupid. Every thought in his mind had been buried under his desire to touch Lisa, and to hold her in his arms again, that he had ignored the fact that Lisa was weak from the bullet that had been fired into her side. She curled her body a little, than after a minute, the pain past. Lisa looked up at Jackson, who was sitting on her legs.

"No, it's not your fault."She began, then let a soft smile creep up across her face."Well, actually, it is. If it wasn't for your obssesion over me..."

Finally letting himself relax, he shook his head, laughing at Lisa's coment. He rolled over, laying to the side of Lisa. It was a tight fit, considering the bed had only been made for one, but Jackson didn't mind one bit. And neither did Lisa.

"My obssesion?"He stared up at the ceilling, but he felt Lisa's gaze fall on him. Looking over at her, he smilled brightly at her.

"I think it would be safe to call it that."Lisa continued to tease him."After all, you did follow me for two months, and during that horrible flight, you looked like you were enjoying yourself."

"Very funny."He sarcastically informed her, but he was very amussed by Lisa's joke.

"And you are still here with me. Very close by the way."She took him by the hand, never wanting this moment to end.

"I can't break a promise."Jackson replied, then stroked her hand with his thumb.

"For a second, you had me thinking that you had left me."Her voice was still happy, but she was serious, and wanted Jackson to know. He gingerly placed his other hand around her waist, pulling her in close to him."I could never leave you."He whispered in her ear.

His warm breath on her cheek sent shivers down her entire body length. She guessed he had felt her shiver, cause he chuckled slightly, then gently landed a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Plus, even if I wanted to leave you, it would be a damned hard task."He made himself sound serious. Which made Lisa turn her head towards him, her eyes clearly stating that she was confused.

"And why is that?"Lisa asked, thinking he was completely serious. Seeing her expression, it made him laugh again, then he smilled at her, wipping away the serious face, well, his fake serious face.

"Because with all the fucking scars you put all over my body, I would think of you every day and eventually...it would drive me insane not being able to feel you in my arms."He still had a smile on his face, but he did not laugh. And he massaged the skin on her arm.

She couldn't think of anything to say. So instead, she pressed her lips against his, then pulling away slowly."I guess it's a good thing that my favorite place to be is right here...in your arms."She whispered smoothly, and she ran her hand through his hair. All she could see was his warm, clear blue eyes. And she knew they were the eyes that she wanted to see for the rest of her life.

OK well there it is. Hope you liked it. I am planning on either making an epilogue to this story and making another story continueing on with Jack and Lisa's lives, or I am going to continue adding more chapters. Please review and tell me what you think I should do.