For chapter 1 Please see chapter 29

I Don't Know Which Way I'm Going

I Don't Know Which Way I've Came

Chapter 2

Riddick was awake the second Carolyn gingerly unwrapped his arm from around her waist, watching as she quietly made her way out of the cave. If she didn't return in a few minutes he'd go after her.

Just as he decided it was time to locate his wayward charge, the bracelet attached to his wrist began flashing lights, and humming. Then the pain started. He stumbled out of the cave with a hand on each side of his head. He spun about before spotting Carolyn on the ground attempting to crawl towards him. Weaving his way towards her he dropped to his knees when the pain stopped just as suddenly as it had started, the bracelet no longer pulsating.

Carolyn lifted her head to look at him. "What kind of special hell is this?"

"What's the matter Carolyn, don't feel like being joined boot to ass with me?"

"Only if I'm the boot. How far apart are we right now?"

He shrugged, "Three or four yards."

"Fan-fucking-tastic." She replied dropping her head back down to the ground.

Getting to his feet, he stood in front of her one hand dangling. "Come on."

She reached a hand out to his and grasping it, Riddick hauled her to her feet. They picked up the firewood she had been gathering, and the rabbit from last night before heading back to the cave.

Riddick built the fire back up, and watched as Carolyn picked up a knife expertly skinning the rabbit.

"What?" she asked, as his lack of movement caught her attention.

He stayed silent just looking at her.

She pointed the bloody knife at him, "I may not know anything about you, Riddick, but you sure as hell don't know a thing about me either."

"Fair enough," he said. Stripping a few sticks so that the meat could be cooked, he sat a canteen full of water down beside her. "There's some water if you want to rinse your hands."

She stepped just outside the cave entrance and when she returned her hands were clean. Searching through their new supplies she found a tin plate. Handing it to Riddick she took the rabbit meat, and using her now clean knife slid it onto the plate.

"Still pretty hot. Might wanna let it cool off a bit," she said before taking a long drink of water, a few rivulets of water running down her throat as she drank.

He growled or at least that's what noise she thought he made before he pointed at the plate, "Gonna tell me where you learned how to do that?"

She batted her eyelashes at him. "Why Riddick, isn't a girl allowed to have any secrets?"

His eyes narrowed as she lowered herself beside him, gingerly picking up a piece of meat and blowing on it.

"My Grandparents were survivalists. Fruiter than nut cakes, you know the type. I would spend weeks during the summer with them, until they taught me that little trick right there. My mother refused to let me stay with them after that," she said, popping the now cooled meat into her mouth.

He watched, as she licked the juices off her fingers. "How old were you?"

"Ten. Guess there's some things that just stay with you." Her voice faded away as scenes from last night flashed through her head, "Just what kind of planet did we end up on?" she asked, the question coming out as a whisper.

"I'm not entirely sure," he answered, turning to look outside. It wouldn't help matters to tell her his suspicions until they were confirmed.

Mental and physical exhaustion were setting in once again as Carolyn propped herself up. Riddick had spent the last five days scouting, searching, listening, and tracking, and had yet to find a way off of this planet; dragging her with him, attached at the hip, every step of the way. Slowly, she eased to a sitting position against the base of the tree in which the source of her frustration had perched himself in.

Looking up into the alien sky she wondered if they would ever get home again. Granted it was probably better for Riddick to be lost in some remote system, and when had she started thinking like that, she thought with a frown. Her feelings for Riddick were more than complicated, and being stuck with only him to rely on was not helping.

She was angry at herself for acting the fool; letting herself have feelings for the man. She was a grown woman, older on paper than the man in question was in actual years, and had no business acting like a moonstruck teenager. Just because he had went back for Jack and Imam didn't mean that he was a totally different person. Thumping her head back against the tree she sighed in frustration.

He had been relentless in their pace the last five days. They had seen some things on this planet that even he had been surprised at. But, every time, after the initial shock had worn off, Carolyn would jut her chin out, asking what he wanted to do next. She hadn't complained once, but he could see the light in her eyes slowly fading. For a man who prided himself on being able to escape every situation, he was quickly running out of ideas.

Sitting in a tree, looking for anything that might help him make heads or tales of this place, he was pissed. They had to get off of this planet soon if only for the fact that he didn't know how much longer he was going to be able to keep his hands off of her. He watched as she leaned back against the tree looking up at the night sky luring him in like a sirens song.

Swinging out of the tree, he landed on his haunches beside her, his movements long ago having ceased to startle her. As she turned her head to look at him he could see dark shadows ringing her eyes. Resisting the urge to reach out and touch her face, he opted for helping her to her feet.

"Let's go."

The planet was riddled with caves if you knew where to look. Riddick found one on the beach below them and gathering wood they made a fire to cook their dinner. The planet was teaming with wildlife, and of course Riddick was more than capable of providing for them. Carolyn figured at the very least she'd never starve while she was with him.

Spreading their parachute out over the sandy floor of the cave, Carolyn lay down falling asleep almost before her head hit the ground. At one point during the night she had found herself tucked in tightly against him. Snuggling in further, she drifted back to sleep.