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Warning: This chapter contains seduction scene where the victim's judgment and decision making ability has been completely impaired.

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Recap Chapter 2

Rafe smiled to himself as he drove. Everything he assumed about her had been completely wrong, and he found that very interesting indeed.

"You obviously don't smoke, have little to no experience with alcohol, and from what I could tell you've either never been kissed before or the ones who got to you before I did were pitiful at it. Not the typical street smart kid at all. Just who are you Jack Meadows?"


Chapter 3

Returning to his home, Rafe found it difficult to get her off of his mind. Typically he didn't research the kids he recruited to work for him. He trusted the word on the streets, since that's where he came from, but this girl was different, and he suspected there was a lot more to her than met the eye.

He did a general records search and found she was living with a man named Iman al-Walid who was listed as her legal guardian, but only for the past two years. Before that there were no school, health, or any other records for her save one; she had registered with immigration when she was eleven.

"Eleven? So where the hell was she from that time until two years ago? It was like she hadn't existed between the time she arrived and when Iman filed for guardianship."

He continued searching and was close to giving up when the words 'horrific crash' and 'survivors' caught his eye in a news database.

"Now we're getting' somewhere!"

Quickly scanning the article established the connection between the girl and Iman, but not where she had been the two years preceding her arrival on Helion Prime. Further down the article he saw a list of names of those who supposedly died in the crash and one leapt out at him – Richard B. Riddick.

"What the fuck! Riddick? Impossible. I know for a fact I've seen reports about him since that time."

He did further searches for Riddick and found several articles documenting pursuits of him well after the crash, and in a few of them there was a mention of an unidentified pre-teen traveling with him. Some mentioned the child was a boy, while others suggested it was a young girl disguised as a boy.

"A young girl as a boy? Could it be Jack?" He laughed out loud unbelieving what he had found. "It's far too coincidental to not be her, and if she was with him for two years that would explain why she was missing for a chunk of time. The girl is partial to blades like him and that cocky attitude she probably got from him, too."

Scanning further articles and then investigating the bounty on Riddick's head, he found there was also a bounty on 'the unidentified companion of Richard B. Riddick' as well. As a businessman who thought of his bottom line first, last, and always in between, an idea began to form in his mind. If his timing was just right, by this time next week he'd be far wealthier than he initially expected.


Jack was completely miserable. Ever since Iman left, Lajjun had done everything in her power to make her feel like the worthless trash she thought her to be. But because she loved Iman to death, she held her tongue until Lajjun crossed the line two days later.

"Jacqueline!"

Jack groaned and rolled over, pulling the pillow over her head to try and drown out Lajjun's screeching. She opened one eye and saw that it wasn't even seven in the morning yet.

"What the fuck? Cinderella had it easier than I do. That woman gives a whole new meaning to evil step-mother."

Her door flew open a moment later and Jack, quite pissed off by now, jumped out of her bed. "You lazy little pig! If you think I will let you continue to sleep until the sun is high in the sky while I slave myself to this house you have another thing coming! Wash yourself, get dressed, and get downstairs. We're cleaning this house from top to bottom. Absolutely everything."

"Lazy little pig? Where do you get off calling me that? Ever since I moved in with Iman, which I might add was a full year before he even met you, I have always done my share of the housework around here and never once complained. Why? Because they were equally distributed. I helped cook and clean, I did the laundry, and I helped in the garden. But ever since you moved in, you have attempted to task me with more and more! No wait, I take that back, you do less and less while you cook up MORE things for me to do. And do I complain? No, not unless you've been horribly unreasonable. And the reason WHY I have kept my mouth shut is because of how much I love Iman, and I know how much he loves you! So if you want to see who the lazy little pig is, then march across the hall and take a look in the mirror that I cleaned yesterday!"

The loud crack of skin striking skin resonated throughout the room. It took a full second before her cheek began to sting for Jack to accept that Lajjun had struck her. She brought her hand up to her face and touched it gingerly.

"Well I'm sure that left a mark."

Wisely, she went to her bag and pulled out her handheld, took pictures of her face, and then showed it to Lajjun. Taking a page from Riddick's mind fuck book she got right up in Lajjun's personal space and kept her voice low, even, and deadly.

"Be glad you're you. If you were anyone else, I wouldn't have hesitated to hit you back, and I always give twice what I get. If you ever, EVER, touch me again, Iman will be the first to see these."

Lajjun quickly backed away from her. "Pack your bag and get out!"

Jack thought the morning wax in her ears was messing with her hearing. "What?"

"I said get out. Get out of my house you filthy little tramp!"

"Maybe that's not such a bad idea." Lajjun looked quite pleased for all of the ten seconds that Jack allowed her to hang onto it. "But when Iman returns from the hajj, I'll be back."

Within the hour Jack had showered, eaten, and packed enough clothes and personal belongings to last her until she could come back home. Her first stop was the gym. She knew Grant and Danielle would take her in, but didn't remember until she got there that they were off planet for a few days.

"Dammit! Mandy is grounded, and I don't have credits for a hotel stay."

Then she remembered Rafe. She was supposed to work for him for the next couple of nights. Maybe he would let her stay at his house while Iman was gone. He could keep a portion of her payment for room and board in exchange. The more she thought about the idea, the better she liked it and hailed a taxi to his house.

Rafe was surprised, but happy to see her. "I wasn't expecting you until tonight."

"I-I know, and I'm sorry to just show up like this, but my step-mother and I had a huge blow out. My father is out of town and will be for a while, so she took the chance to kick me out. I'm going back when he comes home, but until then I have nowhere to go. So, I was wondering if I could barter room and board in exchange for withholding some of the payment I'll receive on the third night. I'll be happy to cook and help clean up around this place until then."

"I have people who cook and clean for me, and plenty of spare bedrooms. I think we can come up with a reasonable price for room and board though."

"In exchange for credits. If you think I'll fuck you for it, it ain't happening."

After her inexperienced kiss, he wasn't surprised in the least that she added that last part. "Agreed, but only if you answer me a question truthfully."

"Any question?" she hesitantly asked.

"Within reason."

"What is it?"

"When I kissed you the other night, how many guys had kissed you before me?"

Her cheeks turned an embarrassingly hot shade of pink. "One other guy and that was over two years ago."

Instead of laughing at her as she expected, he hugged her to him. "I think I'll enjoy spending this extra time together and getting the chance to unravel exactly who Jack Meadows is."

At that moment, if she had not been so enamored by him, the fact that he wanted to dig into who she was would have sent off alarm bells


Later that night they had dinner together, along with a few beers for her, before they went to the living room to watch a movie. Rafe sat on the sofa and as she went to sit next to him he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to straddle his lap. Jack giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Eyeing her unusual pendant, he slid his fingers under it, purposely brushing his fingers against the exposed skin where her shirt opened up. He smiled when her skin broke out in gooseflesh.

"Interesting pendant. What is it?"

Still a bit unnerved by his touch, it took her a moment to reply. Going into the story of claw Riddick had given to her from one of the creatures was the very last thing she wanted to or could talk about.

"My pendant? Oh, it's nothing special."

He wasn't buying it. "For something that isn't supposed to be special you sure do wear it a lot. I don't recall a time I 've seen you without it."

Jack shrugged, hoping she appeared nonchalant. "I picked it up at a market. Thought it was cool so I wear it. Not to mention it could come in handy if I can't get to my blade."

"And have you ever had to use it?"

"No. Not even sure it would hold up in a fight. It looks tough though, and sometimes looking threatening works as well as being the real thing."

"That it does."

Looking at Rafe's lips, a question formed in her mind. One that should have stayed silent, but the alcohol impaired her good sense, and it tumbled forth before she knew what she was saying.

"Teach me how to kiss, Rafe?"

He raised an eyebrow; both at her question and the somewhat mortified look on her face that she quickly covered. He studied her a moment before answering.

"I don't know. Kissing can lead to…other things," he smirked.

Holy shit! She thought. He's really going to do this!! "Not as long as my clothes stay on, and I'm not that drunk."

"Just so long as one of us stays in control."


Each night they ended up on the sofa together, and each night he pushed her a little further. First it was his hands going under her shirt and wandering up her back without protest. Next, they moved to the front, still under her shirt, fondling her breasts through her bra. Her sweet whimpers encouraging him. On the third night he got her on her back, and his hands got past the bra, but each night she had stopped him before he could seriously progress things any further.

The fourth night, after he received a very important call, turned out far different. Instead of beer he mixed her a 'special drink'. Something designed especially for her. Jack was inwardly thrilled with how attentive he was to her, and in the back of her mind she wondered just how far she might allow him to go. She absolutely loved kissing him to the point she found herself thinking about it and anticipating his kiss throughout the day. So when he didn't pull her to the sofa as he had done the previous three nights, she felt a keen sense of disappointment.

"No movie tonight, Jack. I thought we'd do something a bit different." He kept her hand in his and led her to the center of the living room. "Music on low. I know you dance Jack. I watched you in the club, but never got to see you slow dance. Do you mind?"

Did she mind? Was he fucking kidding? "No, I'd like that."

Rafe's arm snaked around her lower back, pulling her flush against him while he threaded their fingers together and brought them to his chest. His breath trickled over her ear and down her neck, causing her to shudder and sigh. His breath on her neck was soon replaced by his lips and teeth that nibbled their way to her mouth. Jack felt her knees grow a little weak, and his grip on her tightened as his mouth found hers, sweeping her into the most mind blowing, erotic kiss of her sixteen years. Before long her arms were around his neck because she needed something to hold onto. She whimpered as she clung to him, and moaned when his hand found its way into her shirt and palmed her bare breast. In need of air, Jack broke the kiss and looked up at him. He smiled, and not because he was glad she enjoyed his touch. No, he could see the drink's effect slowly taking hold, and that pleased him very much.

Jack suddenly felt dizzy, but it passed as quickly as it washed over her. Once it was gone she had the sensation of floating. However, as great as she felt, she knew that whatever was happening wasn't as it should be. For the second time in her life she had been drugged by a guy who was going to try and take what she didn't want to give. However, unlike the last time there would be no Riddick to come to her rescue.

"Rafe-." Her question was cut off as he raised her arms and pulled her shirt over her head. "What did you give me?"

"Nothing that will hurt you." His mouth went to her neck, scorching a trail from her ear to down between her breasts as he pulled the straps of her bra from her shoulders, and then moved to the back to unhook it.

"Please, Rafe, I don't-."

He kissed her again, cutting off her protest as he finished removing her bra. "You don't what, baby?" He trailed his fingers lightly over her bare breasts again, and she gasped as his touch, arching her back into his hands. "You don't want this?"

When she didn't answer, his hands went to the button of her skirt, which soon joined her shirt and bra on the floor. Rafe had yet to do much more than what she had allowed him to do the previous night, however his touch this time was completely devastating to her. Mentally she knew she should be at least protesting, but his fingers and mouth electrified every nerve ending they touched, turning her molten hot, and aching for more to the point she was now clenching his shoulders to hold on. Whether she liked it or not, she was pulled in deeper and deeper under the drug's influence the more he progressed. His very touch had become something her body would not be denied. She could never recall anything feeling like this before, but that didn't stop her anxiety completely.

"Rafe, m-make it stop."

"It's okay, baby," he cooed as he lowered her to the floor. "Just give into it. You'll love it. I swear."

"Give in?"

God his hands on her felt absolutely amazing. Better than they ever had, she thought. He smiled as she succumbed, and then there were no more protests. Her scream of pleasure as his mouth closed on her breast was the last thing she would clearly remember before her mind shut her out


Hours later she woke to the sound of male voices. As disoriented as she was, she had no idea she was still lying on the living room floor, unclothed except for the blanket Rafe saw fit to drape over her before letting the men in his home. The voices grew louder, and she got the sense they were almost on top of her. Her head kind of hurt, and she just wanted to go back to sleep.

Rafe knelt down next to Jack and turned her on her back for his guest's perusal. "This is her?"

Toombs crouched down and took Jack's chin in his hand and turned it side to side. She tried to remove it, but couldn't even raise her hand or utter a word. What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she do anything?

"Yeah, it's her all right. Gotta good look at the bitch right before she cut my face." He pointed to the puffy, ragged scar near his eye. "Been waitin' on this for a long time."

"And you have my share of the bounty?"

Toombs handed him a credit chip in the amount of twenty-five thousand credits. Rafe wasted no time in pulling out his handheld to verify the amount.

"So how's it feel to get paid twenty-five g's for fuckin' her?"

Rafe slowly smiled. "She was quite enthusiastic actually. Had I not been in the mood for a quick return, I might have sold her to a slaver instead. In the right hands she would make an incredible sex slave."

"Well, in these hands she's gonna wish that's what you'd done to her. Is that her bag over there?"

"Yes. Just a few personal belongings and clothing. Do you want her dressed?"

"Now where would be the fun in that?" Toombs pulled the blanket from her body and let out a low whistle. "Talk about ripe for the pickin'. Oh, we're gonna have some fun with her." He roughly squeezed her breast and save barely opening her eyes, she gave no response. "What'd you give her?"

"Opxium."

"Opxium, eh? I hear that's some shit."

"It's a two-fold drug. Makes the woman extremely susceptible to suggestion and heightens both pain and pleasure. Whatever you're into that is. That's the first phase, which lasts four to six hours. Then they sleep and remain like she is now, fairly unresponsive, until the drug wears off."

"For how much longer?"

"Another six hours at least."

Toombs wrapped the blanket around her before picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder. He grabbed her bag and then shook Rafe's hand. "Nice doin' business with ya."

Rafe smiled smugly. "I couldn't agree more."


Thank you AGAIN! You're responses are the incredibly decadent dark chocolate icing on my triple-layer, raspberry filled cake!!! YUMMY!!! And non-fattening, too!! I can absolutely never get enough of them!!


A/N: If you've seen similarities between Jack's back ground in this story and "A Kid Like Her", here's my explanation in case you've been wondering.

First, I actually began writing this story with an idea that popped into my head, and after getting involved in it decided that I needed to backtrack. So, the first chapters, can't remember how many as of right now, were written well AFTER I had already begun the part of the story, which I feel is the "meatier" part. Hope that makes sense. As such, I didn't wish to spend a huge amount of time developing the beginning.

Adding to that, I see Jack as much the same girl as in my other fic. She isn't nearly as angry, which is why she didn't go after Riddick, but I still felt she would go down a similar "path" if you will with her daily life and plans. Having her with a relationship to the 'couple that owns the gym' was a convenient thing for me to steal from my own story. As you saw in this chapter they played an important role even though they were never present.

Hope that addresses any questions you might have had, but didn't voice.

On to my replies to your reviews!!

NotAfraidToLive: I guess you know by now that Rafe is in everything he does for himself and him only!! Jack, unfortunately, should have listened to Riddick's 'voice' when he was telling her that something about it wasn't right. Thanks for reviewing!!!
jensen's Angel: "or he's gonna hurt jack" – Give Sam a prize!!! I had reasons for making Lajjun the way I did, but I agree, she was being totally unreasonable and overstepping her role completely by trying to find her another place to live. Thanks for the review!!
NightmareMonster: "h-e-double hockey sticks" lmao oh man i havent heard that one in a LONG time. thats a good one." – It was a childish thing for her to say, but it's such a Jack thing to try and get around his rules to express herself!
"for some reason i dont imagine signing on with that Rafe dude was a good idea but hey i could be wrong shrugs" – Nope, not wrong at all!!
"you saying wait and read males me impatiant. sigh all well, i can and will wait" – And I'll love you all the more for it!! Thanks so much!!!
PrincessYente: " looks like Jack is getting herself in trouble again." - Ya think?? LOL.
" I hope Riddick comes back soon." – Not as soon as you'd like! Thanks for the review!
PagingDrHouse-Furyan Goddes... Rafe no good for her? Whatever gave you that idea?? LOL. But you were right! No good at all and now she's got a one way ticket to hell. Thanks PDH-FG!! BTW- Love the second half of your screen name!!
Dogo: Another 70 chapters??? Sure, if they're about 500 words each! Sorry, no epic this time around. I think I need some shorter adventures before I try to tackle anything like that again!!  Thanks for rooting for it though and thanks so much for the reviews and your good natured impatience for me to post!
Running-Wild22: Well Kia, you hit that nail on the head!! Rafe was in it for himself and nothing more. He has no idea what he's gotten her into and doesn't care a bit either. Thanks for reviewing!!
FitMama: Well, was your "feeling" about Rafe justified? I'd say that was a HUGE yes!! I wrestled with having him more involved, but decided to move things forward instead. "I also like the way you had Imam defend her and Riddick to Lajjun. He is too honorable of a man not see the best in people." - Yes, I agree!! I think before the whole T2 thing he might have been more like Lajjun, but given what he's been through, he sees what is in people and beyond their religion…or lack of it. Thanks so much for reviewing!
iluvkrum-lupin "jack, a guy like that is never the way to go. especially if he's offering up beer before he tells you what he wants."
- Okay so I cracked up reading that, but you have a point! Offering her alcohol first is never a good thing!! Thanks for the review!!
J3w3ll Thank you so much for your comments in the last chapter!! Again, I love it when reader's are thinking!!!
snooze5: Yep, you were right, Rafe was trouble!! BIG trouble, but then again it wouldn't make for great drama if he's been the ideal guy! LOL. Thanks for the review!!
Vampiress-06 Once again Vampiress, thanks for your honest comments!!
BabyD414 I don't know about just as great, but I'm hoping it will be entertaining enough to keep everyone's interest. Thanks so much for reviewing!!
WannabanauthorYes, I made Lajjun a high and mighty bitch this go around. Not that I typically see her that way, it just works for this story line. As for a love triangle – I bet this chapter put that notion to rest, eh? Glad you enjoyed it, and hope you liked the last chapter, too!! Thanks so much for the review.