1By the time the babies were three years old, Lisa was utterly exhausted. Jackson began to come home from work disgruntled. When Lisa would inquire why he was so upset, he would either wave it off or blame it on a finicky customer. Lisa worried about him, and his well-being.

One day Jackson came home in a flurry of slamming doors. Lisa quickly set the babies down in their cribs, flicked off the light and left the room.

"That's it," he muttered. "I'm through with that goddamn hotel."

"Jackson?" Lisa murmured quietly. "You okay?"

"I quit today, Leese," Jackson stated. "I don't know how you did it."

"It's okay, some people just aren't cut out to do that sort of work," Lisa consoled him, secretly sad that he hadn't stuck with it. She moved to him.

"I'm going back to my old corporation," he stated. "It's what I should be doing."

Lisa shrank back and shook her head. "Jackson, you can't," she cried. "No, it would be too dangerous, for us, for the babies.."

"Lisa, this is what I am meant to be doing," he yelled. "It's what I feel most comfortable at."

"You feel comfortable killing people?" she asked him. "I'm sorry, but that is screwed up."

"Lisa, if you love me, you'll let me do this," he told her, his eyes cold.

She paused. "You go back, me and the babies are gone," her voice was a whisper with a deathly serious tone.

"Sure," he laughed a cold laugh, not believing her. Lisa moved to her room, fighting back hot, angry tears.

She pulled a suitcase from the closet and began throwing clothes and other belongings in it. She yanked another one out for the babies and moved to their room. Jackson stared at her.

"Lisa," he told her. "We had a deal." She glared at him.

"My deal was to marry you," she told him angrily. "You didn't specify what happened after."

He grabbed her arm. "You're forgetting one thing, Leese. There are eyes everywhere."

She wrenched away from him. "I'm not scared."

Lisa filled the suitcase, Jackson still trying to talk her out of it with threats. She picked up the babies and their bags and walked out to the long driveway. It would be pointless to take one of his cars, since he would just have one more excuse to come after them.

Jackson let her walk to the end of the driveway. He watched her from the window. Lisa would be back, he told himself. She's in love with me, and she can't legally keep the kids from me.

He told himself that this was all her fault, and that he didn't really care if she came back or not. But secretly he was fighting the feeling that he wanted her to stay.