Title: Blue-Grey
Author: Tareena Langford (Renegade87)
Chapters: 14
Rating: R, language
Pairing: Riddick/Jack
Feedback: Hell yea! I didn't post this thing for my health.
Disclaimer: I do not own Riddick or Jack damnit or anything else from the Riddick universe. Nor do I own the song that makes an appearance, that belongs to Dave Matthews Band. The Chronicles of Riddick movie is completely disregarded.
Author's Note: TCOR is completely disregarded. Just a little post-PB fic. It was my first attempt at fanfiction EVER so it kinda sucks lol
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Chapter 1: Cyrus
Jack walked into Trey's bedroom, clad only in a black teddy. Trey was already stripped down to his boxers, waiting patiently on the bed for Jack to emerge from the bathroom. They had been dating for 5 months but Jack had been insistent that they take it slow. She had just now agreed to take it to the next level.
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She was 21 now, graduated from high school and was starting college. She had spent the last 6 years of her life with the one and only Richard B. Riddick. He had saved her on that godforsaken planet, and changed her life forever. Those years had been perfect.
Sure, it had been trying at first, but soon after they moved to Cyrus, in the Padua system, things had leveled out. Cyrus was the perfect place for them. The place people went to get away. It had a government and law system, but just enough to keep things civil. Mercs didn't even come here; too far out to waste the time, and the law here didn't bat an eye if one was found dead, so it was safer if they didn't. There were other criminals here as well, and it was strictly don't-ask-don't-tell. They fit in quite nicely.
Riddick and her settled into a routine. He worked at a local shipping yard; he did a lot of heavy labor and frequently took trips with goods to the neighboring planets. And every once in awhile he took a 'job,' he was just too damn good to drop out of the business completely. He never hid it from Jack, but he never openly talked about it either. He never wanted to drag her down with him, so the less she knew the better. He wanted to protect her from all the evils of the world, which was ironic seeing that he was about the worst.
Within those first couple years Jack made it a point to prove to Riddick that she'd never betray him like his previous 'friends.' He had told her stories of people that he had trusted in the past, that turned around and tried to collect on his bounty, or just outright kill him. Somehow she knew though that that question had been wiped away within the first 6 months. Riddick knew also.
He couldn't understand it though, why Jack had trusted him so readily and unconditionally, but then again he didn't know why he had trusted her either. When they met on T2 he knew she was different. When she first spoke to him on the ship, she had no fear, and stared him straight in the eyes. Ballsy. Even Fry didn't do that. And she had looked and talked to him like a human. Something he had never encountered since he was a kid. She had guts, no fear, no hesitation; she went after what she wanted. He liked that. And after only a couple months of living together they both realized there was just this thing between them; they could anticipate each other's actions, words…thoughts.
Riddick was obviously the better fighter, but no one had ever come as close to matching him as Jack. Not that she was a perfect fighter…although she had been trained by one…no…she just always knew somehow, where he was going to move, going to strike next. Some sort of weird-ass connection that neither of them could explain.