All I Ask of You
Epilogue
Two hours after the funeral, Ian found himself at small wooden cabin, digging a key from his pocket; he carefully let himself into the house. The door gave a whine of protest, but opened easily. He allowed a slow smile to play across his lips as he made his way through the house and up the stairs, stopping when he came to the open door of his dark bedroom.
His smile grew when he caught sight of the figure that was curled up asleep on the bed. Ian slowly stepped into the room and placed a kiss on the woman's forehead as she stirred and began to wake up.
"Good morning, Leese."
"Ian," she said groggily, "I was so worried you weren't going to come home."
"What made you think that?" he laughed, "You're stuck with me, remember?"
"Yes, but I was so worried that Jackson would be mad. That he might try to hurt you," Ian crawled onto the bed with her and took Lisa in his arms.
"Jackson Rippner is a broken man."
"You can't break a man who has no soul," she mumbled bitterly. Even in her death she was not about to take pity on that man after everything he did to her. "What if he finds out I'm not dead? What if he comes after us?" she turned and looked into Ian's eyes. "I don't think I could live with myself if he hurt you again."
"He won't have time to even think about you," He said, "I contacted his boss. They assigned an in-home shrink to him and they're already giving him a butt load of work."
"And what do you have to do?" Lisa asked, Ian looked at her for a moment and fell silent. "You already did something, didn't you?"
"I killed Ron."
Lisa gasped, "I thought one of Jackson's stray bullets killed Ron?"
"It was supposed to look that way; I even tried to revive him to make it look like Jackson did it."
Ian shook his head and looked back at Lisa, "You don't get what you did, do you? You sold your soul!"
"It was only one thing, Leese, one job to insure that he would never come after you again!"
Lisa maneuvered herself so that she was sitting on his lap and looking him straight in the eye. "These people don't take just one thing from you! They take your soul!"
"Lisa, why won't you just trust me!"
"Because! Now you're just like Jackson!" she wailed, tears prickled in her vision and she whispered. "I thought you were different."
Ian leaned forward, his face nearly touching hers, his hand coming up behind her head and grabbing a fistful of her curls. Lisa's small hands pushed against his chest, but he relented. "Don't you dare compare me to Rippner," he rasped, his hot breath warming her cheek. "You want me to be like him, Leese? Mmm?"
"No,"
"Well, I can guarantee that I can be ten times worse than him."
"No, please."
"Don't believe me? I could give you crash course on how to be a royal ass!" Lisa whimpered and Ian's other hand moved from it's position on her leg to grab her backside. "Oh! Don't be scared, Lisa, you might enjoy what I would do, maybe beg me to continue?"
"Ian! Please!" she screamed. Ian immediately released her, all emotion melted from his face and he shook his head.
"Lisa, what did I just do?" he asked desperately as she scrambled away from him.
"Ian, you are just like Jackson, you just want me to obey your every command." Lisa spat.
"Lisa, I might have a temper, but I am not Jackson."
She looked up; tears welled in her eyes again. "And how do I know that?"
"Do you love me?"
Lisa thought for a moment. "I love you more then anything, Ian."
Ian leaned forward and took her in his arms once again.
"That's all I ask of you."
Sorry for the delay. My life ran away again. I got a little muli-Personality going on with Ian I hope you like.
I have an idea for a sequel, but I'm not sure if I am going to do it.
With All Due Respect
-Nina Rippner-