Chapter 7: The Sky is Falling
He returned home at 2 in the morning the day of their birthday. He had pushed his ship to the limits in order to get back in time for their birthday. There was no way in hell he was going to break a promise to her.
She decided to cook breakfast that day and let him sleep late. By the time he woke up it was already 1 in the afternoon and she had what could be called a 4-course breakfast set out.
She didn't see him as he walked down the hall, he was always silent, but when he let out a low whistle followed by, "Damn Jack, I didn't know you liked cooking that much!" She almost jumped out of her skin, and the result was falling flat on her ass.
The next thing she knew he was there helping her up, he had a concerned look on his face and she quick came back with, "Well it's our birthday, I wanted to do something nice, and don't you fucking scare me next time or I'll have to beat your ass bitch!"
He just smiled and said, "All right Jack, I promise, I won't do it again."
The day was spent just hanging out and talking, he told her about the planet he had just visited and told her they had some amazing weapons and martial arts trainers there, and he'd take her the next go-round.
She was amazed when it started to get dark; she had made it through the whole day next to Riddick. Sure it had been hard but she had made it! He quietly got up and went to his bedroom without a word, and she took the chance to go get his present. When she made it back to the living room, holding the small black box, he was standing by the stairs leading up to the roof. He smiled when he saw the box and just said "Come on." And proceeded to walk up the stairs. Her stomach began to roll, what the fuck was he up to now.
She followed him no questions asked and was amazed as she saw a few small comets fly across the sky as she reached the roof. He smiled at her and said, "There's gonna be a meteor shower tonight and I know you love that kinda stuff so I thought we could watch it together."
She couldn't help but blush; he was such a sweetheart, a fucking mass murderer, yeah, but a sweetheart nonetheless. Everyone else saw a crazed killer; she saw a tender heart that had been brutally scarred, a man that probably never had a close friend until her, and one of the most beautiful souls she could ever imagine.
He sat down on the cool rooftop and patted the spot next to him, which she graciously took. She almost hesitantly handed him the box and smiled "Happy Birthday Big Evil," he just smiled and opened the box. She could see it in his eyes he loved it, he carefully picked up the blade and pulled it out of its black leather sheath. He let out a low whistle like he had done earlier and gave her a look, "How much did this cost you?!"
She just smiled, "It doesn't matter, you're worth it…besides it came out of your paycheck." He just laughed, "It's beautiful Jack…. is this a pearl handle?!" "Yeah I know that shit's rare now, with the oysters extinct and all, but it's the same color as your eyes, so I had to buy it." He just a gave her a glance and then tenderly attached it to his right hip, it fit perfectly. "Thank you, I love it." She just smiled and looked up as a particularly large meteor flew by.
Next thing she knew he was holding out a small black box, no bigger than about a inch square, he slowly opened it up (what the fuck! were his hands shaking?!) and she about gasped when she saw a beautiful silver thumb ring the box contained, it was a gorgeous Celtic tribal design and had a rather deadly point that poked out over the thumb nail and had a beautiful ice-blue stone in the center.
He hesitantly put it on her thumb and looked up at her, she was dumbfounded and almost laughed; they both bought deadly weapons for gifts, and acted like they were the most precious things ever. Wow, they were pathetic.
As she looked up to his eyes he just kinda gave a smirk and said "It reminded me of you, beautiful but deadly, and I knew you'd like the blue and silver in it." He said leaning back.
Holy shit did he just call her beautiful?! She just swallowed hard and smiled, "It's amazing, thank you." He smiled back and then laid down pulling her with him, her head resting on his chest. He felt her tense but then relax as they both stared at the streaks flying across the sky. She let out a sigh and decided to just enjoy this. While he wondered what the hell was wrong, she had never been tense around him…was he the problem?
After awhile the meteors began to die down, not the many flying across now, and Riddick sat up, staring off into space. After a loud sigh he just flat-out asked "Did I do something wrong?"