Chapter 1

………………..Hey my readers…I got this strange idea tonight. I don't want to spoil it. Just read. Please also read my note at the bottom. Happy Reading!

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing of Red Eye. Everything is property of the wonderful people who are involved with it. I sure wish I owned Cillian though. haha...

"He's in this room, Ms.Reisert…" A nurse spoke as she escorted Lisa near the door.

"Are you quite sure you'd like to see him?" she asked quietly.

Lisa took a breath and nodded hesitantly as she stared at the door that would lead her to Jackson Rippner.

Am I doing the right thing? She thought inwardly as the nurse beckoned her inside the room.

She entered cautiously, as if she expected him to jump from the gurney and tackle her.

What she saw, however, was what she least expected. There he lay, a lifeless, porcelain figure. An IV and countless tubes stuck out every which way, and both of his hands were handcuffed to either side of the bed.

Lisa swallowed the rising lump in her throat as she edged toward him to get a closer look.

Poor Guy.. The thought came to her before she could shun it and she mentally kicked herself.

HELLO? Don't you remember, Lisa? This guy almost killed you, and now you're feeling sorry for him!

"What on Earth is wrong with me?" she said aloud to herself.

Directing her attention back on Jackson's physical state, she cringed slightly. Bandages wrapped around his broken form, including his neck, where she had made her perfect blow with the pen.

"You really brought this upon yourself." she spoke finally… not caring that he didn't hear her. It was pretty much a sad attempt at escaping the ever-to-quiet environment that filled the sterile, enclosed room.

Another small bandage wrapped around his head and his dark brown bangs dropped lazily over it. She had forgotten the concussion she had given him during their dangerous game of hide-and-seek in her home.

She also didn't know weather to be happy about all this pain she had done to this…psycho, or weather….

Suddenly, a pained cry came from Jackson, and she jumped in surprise. The nurse had told her that he hadn't woken since he was brought in.

She didn't quite know what to do as she watched him struggle helplessly against the handcuffs.

But nothing could've prepared her for what happened next. Jackson opened his icy blue eyes, and stared around incoherently; and upon doing this, frightened tears formed in those eyes: eyes that normally would've held an evil glare.

"Hurts…it hurts…"He whimpered hoarsely, pulling and struggling in vain.

Worried that he'd injure himself further, Lisa came closer to him quickly. "Jackson…It's okay.", were the only comforting words that came to her mind.

She stepped back cautiously when he jerked his head swiftly in her direction. Sweat fell freely from his face, intermingling with his tears. They both stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. For that moment in time, the only sound was Jackson's heavy breathing and the steady beeping of the various machines that he was hooked up to.

Jackson sniffed slightly, and his mind was averted from the extreme pain.

He stared at Lisa in such an odd way, that the young woman felt her uneasy heart skip a beat. She waited silently for him to say something, wanting nothing more than to rush out into the hall and never come back.

Jackson's brow furrowed into a serious expression and turned his head slightly.

"Who are you?"

………………………………...

A/N: Okay! New idea, I think? I could be wrong. Anyways, please let me know what you readers think? This idea kind of just popped into my head tonight. I know Jackson never does get his head hit, but hey! that's what is for right? LoL

I totally except anything. Does is suck? Is it great? Let me know. Next chapter soon! Oh and don't worry. Chapters will be much longer. This is just my beginning.