Disclaimer: :P Hahaha No. Ok ok, I do not own Pitch Black or Riddick or Jack. I do own Chris. And he is all mine and will not share, because I want to be stubborn and feel like I have something you don't. But in reality it's insanity that I have and baby I rock it out like Psycho's Norman Bates! O_o What? Okay Okay, let's forget all about this and get on with the damn thing!
Docking Bay Therapy
Jack was on her twelfth shot, shouting and laughing after she flung it back enjoying the burn gowing down her throat. Riddick, however was still on his first beer. Even though Jack looked like she was having a good time, he sensed she was trying to drown sorrows more than party. Riddick tried to observe her behavior before saying something, but someone else caught his eye. A man questioning a bar tender. He was tall, but no where near Riddick's height. He had shoulder length hair that was blonde and had a mid-length like beard.
'Shit! They're quick!' Riddick thought while calculating an escape.
"Jack!"
"Yeah?" she slurred and giggled.
"You have a ship?"
"Ahh...mmm...hee hee..Uh no! No, I don't! Ooo Ooo, But I know someone that does!" Jack swayed happily while answering his silly out of the blue question.
"Good. Time to go!" he said while slamming credits down on the bar and picked her up by the arm not waiting for her questions as to why they had to leave now.
"Where's the ship Jack?" he asked ,when they were out of sight.
"Hee hee, at the docking bay like all ships are." she giggled out while leaning her head on his shoulder for support.
"Smart ass. Which one Jack?" he said threw gritted teeth.
Jack frowned while trying to remember which bay the ship was in and giggled when she remembered.
"Daniels! Daniels Docking Bay #5!
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After leaving Jack's bike behind and grabbing a taxi, they made it to Daniels Docking Bay #5.
Jack was first to get out, stumbling slightly while using the cab for balance. Riddick paid the driver before exiting himself.
"You wanna tell me why the hell we left so fast and left my bike? And why the hell do we need to be at a docking bay this late at night? Whatever time it is." Jack hiccuped when she finished.
"Sorry Jack. We need to leave and leave now. Don't ask any more questions until we're safely off this planet and in space." Riddick looked around as the cab drove off. After a good scan, he grabbed her, rougher than how Chris grabs her, and pulled her inside the docking area where hundreds of ships were parked. Moving her in the shadows he continued to explain why the need to leave was so important.
"Jack when you asked if someone was after me, I honestly told you no. But, what I didn't mention was that someone is after you. Shh. Don't ask yet. I will explain everything in time. Now is not that time. Now, we need a ship so we can escape and that's were you come in Jack."
He released her arm and her hand instantly went to rub the area his hand had just left.
"If you knew this bastard was after me, why the fuck did you let me get wasted instead of telling me?"
"I thought I had more time."
All Jack could do was stare at him though narrowed eyes. Jack was beyond mad, she was pissed. After a minute she was able to form words and started walking towards an office.
"Still treating me like a kid, huh? You and Imam always have kept secrets from me. You did seven years ago, and still do to this day." Hot tears were now forming and she despised them, but she continued while Riddick kept a close distance behind her.
"I know you two have been communicating for at least two years. Imam's A.I. System in his apartment keeps a history of all calls. While I was looking for a number I saw there was this one that was repeated every month from off planet. Seeing how he has no family, we're the closest things to it, I knew it was you. Yet, he would never mention you, or that you had called. There was no 'Jack, Riddick called and sends his greetings' or ' Guess what? Riddick called and said to say Happy Birthday'. No,"
she stopped now in front of the office door. She turned to face Riddick. Her face was blotchy and puffy with make-up smeared a little under her eyes. The tears were still flowing.
Riddick held his breath. When she was talking there was no sign of her sobbing, just fuming. His heart ached for the pain he unknowingly inflicted upon her. She was right. He and Imam were communicating, but what she didn't know was it had been five years, not just the two she had discovered. He almost smirked at how smart she was and is, and how ignorant they were to underestimate her intelligence. He went to speak, to make some sort of apology, but she beat him to it and continued to finish stating her feelings.
"I thought I had a family with you two, but I've realized today that you're both are as bad as the one I ran away from in the beginning. I hate you for making me think of you for more than what you really are." she confided softly with a stone cold hard face, despite the tears still falling.
"And what might that be Jack? What am I really?" he growled out, trying to keep his calm. No one had ever cut him so deep as she just did. He was angry at how she was affecting him like this. He was also angry at himself for making her feel this way about him. He wished for many years to just come and take her with him. It had always come back to her safety though. He couldn't risk her getting injured or worst.
Jack spoke soft but clear so it would sink in for him, the answer he would regret asking for.
"A heartless animal, incapable of compassion or love. You care only for yourself. If not, since you're buddy buddy with Imam, you must hate me as if I was a plague. What? The kid who idolized you pissed you off so bad, you thought to leave and ignore her for seven years. Then, feel like coming back and make her think that you may have missed her, and then go 'Nope. Sorry girl. I fucked up and now some people are out to get you. I'll tell you about it later when I feel like it, but for now do as I say and we'll be good.' You know what Riddick? Fuck You! I'll get you you the damn ship, but I'm staying. Clean up your messes your damn self!" she practically spat out venom instead of the harsh words.
Years of hurt finally came to the surface. Deep down she loved Riddick. Since day one she thought he was amazing. Strong, painfully honest, awesome night vision eyes. The killer part was a little unnerving, but given their situation on that god forsaken planet with those creatures she still had nightmares about, she had thought the killer part was a happy bonus. Being rejected all her life though she wasn't prepared for the hurt he caused her with his rejection.
She turned around to open the door when she noticed Riddick made no attempt to speak. She walked in, not giving a single fuck if he was following, remaining where he was, or taking his leave not caring if she was kidnapped any more. She just didn't care anymore.
Had she cared to look back at him, she would have seen him pull his goggles off his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. He was fighting off the tears that were trying to form.
'This isn't how I planned this. How I imagined it play out. The facts were true, but the reasons were far from the truth. Jack, I did the things I did to fucking protect you' his mind screamed at her.
The things she said drove him mad. He almost lost it and thought of grabbing her by the throat to stop the wicked untruths. He knew he would have lost her forever had he done that. God she didn't know what she meant to him. 'And she may never know.' he sadly concluded as he composed himself, placing his goggles back on, and finally following her into the office.
He stood by the door, she saw. 'Whatever. He can rot in Slam for all I care. Once I get him a damn ship, this will be it. A last good bye. No more inflicted pain from him and his lack of caring.' she thought bitterly as she looked in stakes of papers for the ship's code information.
Just then the other door that was across from the desk opened. Chris walked in and stopped at the sight of Jack, looking shocked. His hand paused in middle of his arm of pushing his sleeves up.
"Jack? What are you doing in my office?"
Whew! Damn this is long! I was going to cut it in half, but laziness kicked in and said "why would you wanna go through all of that? Plus you'd have to come up with yet another lame chapter title."
So, yeah. Laziness rules! You got one damn long chappy to read.
The guy 'following' Jack : Sorry, I suck at descriptions. The celebrity I picture him as is Charlie Hunnam who plays Jax in Sons of Anarchy.
Next Chappy: We'll see interaction between Jack and Chris while Riddick observes and some Riddick and Chris interaction. And a little surprise at the end, of that chappy I mean. ;)
Once again, tell me what you think. Review this puppy! Even if it's just one sentence. ;)
