All I Ask of You

Chapter Ten

Lisa was backing away from him, and Jackson could not help but find it amusing. Lisa might have had a chance at escape had she stayed in the room she had woken up in, but instead she had walked right into his grasp. Jackson was standing between her and the stairs; however, Lisa did not seem to notice this as she continued to back away from him. He smirked, two more steps and she would hit the bed and fall backwards saving him the trouble of chasing after her.

"Lisa, that accomplished absolutely nothing," Jackson taunted after she had taken the two steps and fallen onto the bed. When she tried to scramble from the bed, Jackson jumped onto the bed and climbed on top of her.

"NO!" Lisa shouted as she cleverly brought her hand up and smacked him across the face. Jackson growled, and taking both her wrist in one hand, he pinned them above her head as she continued to squirm beneath him. "NO!" she shook her head vigorously.

"Calm down, Lisa, you think I would rape you already? I didn't even think you would be awake for another several hours." She seemed to think about this for a moment and calm down.

"Then what do you want?" she snapped bitterly.

"To make sure that you're not going to make break for it if I leave the room to get dressed,"

"Sorry, I think you lost all hope of that when you kidnapped me." Jackson's eye twitched and he backhanded her across the face; Lisa cried out in pain and kept her head turned. She did not dare look into his eyes.

"Now, here is how this is going to work, Leese," he breathed into her ear. "You're going to sit here on the bed like a good little girl while I get dressed, all the doors are locked and the windows are thick enough that a car would not break them. If you do try to leave, the most you will accomplish is to have me angry with you. Understand?"

Lisa nodded mutely and waited for Jackson to lift off her. When he did, she sat up and pulled her legs into her chest as she began to sob.

"Don't start the water works; it won't do you any good."

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, but under Jackson penetrating gaze, she found it impossible. After a few moments of trying to calm down, she gave up and let the sobs take over her body. Jackson eventually sighed and walked off to get dressed.

Ian, I'm so sorry…

xXx

"What do you mean you have no case?" Ian shouted slamming his fists down on the desk, "I saw her being carried off. She was screaming for help!"

"But you took her against her will, right? She could have been screaming for help from you." The overly eager police officer said.

"Me! You think she was trying to get away from me!" He could feel his face going red as his blood began to boil. "When she woke up, I asked her if she wanted to stay with me! She wouldn't have just left!"

"Careful, Rickler, you're starting to sound like that Jackson guy you were telling me about," The officer smirked.

Ian turned around for a moment, thinking of how to get his point across. A smile spread over his lips when he suddenly remembered the gun he had taken from under Lisa's bed when he left the theater. Digging it from his pocket, he turned back to the officer and raised it so that it was level with the police officers head.

"What do you want, Rickler?"

"I want you to run a search for the names, Alex Turner." Ian's body began to shake with anger, but for some reason, the gun did not wiggle or shake.

"Why do Y-,"

"DON'T ASK ME JUST DO IT!"

The officer jumped from the power behind his voice and quickly got to work on the computer next to him. Within moments, he had found the information.

"Good, now print up the address," Ian said, surprisingly calm, "And I'll be out of your hair."

"How do you expect to get away with holding a police officer at gun point?"

"What are you going to tell them? That you refused to look for a missing person until I pulled a gun on you?" he snapped, snatching the paper from the man.

Don't worry, Leese, I'm coming. Just hang in there…


Another fast update, I'm getting good if I do say so myself. Please Review :)

With All Due Respect
-Nina Rippner-