*Author note: Hey, I just want to say thank you for the reviews and I hope that everyone is enjoying the story so far… this is my first ever Riddick story, it's my baby. :O) I also want to apologize for the typing… as I'm sure you've noticed in certain parts the words are run together and are missing a few letters EX: joonsidering… it's supposed to say job considering. I don't know what the deal is… it's something with fanfiction.net, hopefully it'll get fixed. Well anyways, enjoy and I love feedback. Love, Peace and Chicken Grease!!!*



*Questions…Answered*

Enigma did a scan of the room to make sure that she was alone and finally, once satisfied, seated herself in one of the 5 large chairs inside the Communications Room. This must have been the quietest, and most deserted rooms on the entire ship, not to mention it was also the most poorly lit-there was only a dull glow of lighting. She relished the silent darkness, knowing that it would be the closest thing to peace that she'd ever experience.

Sighing auditably, Enigma pulled the comm. unit attached to her chair to face her. To her advantage Johns had been needed by the captain as soon as they left Jack, for that she was most grateful. Johns was getting REAL old, REAL fast. He was digging under Enigma's skin so much that she was ready to ghost him the next time she laid eyes on him. She could stand the sorry son of a bitch, and she didn't take kindly to not being able to remove this nescience.

Setting aside her thoughts of Johns, Enigma began to access the public criminal records system. "Lets see how much this girl is worth." She thought as she pulled up her file. "Holy fucking shit! I'll be damned!" Enigma nearly yelled in astonishment at seeing that she was worth $2.5 billion Universal dollars. Her status being: escaped and highly dangerous, wanted dead or alive. "I can't believe this shit! I'm worth just as much as he is, if not more" Enigma thought as she continued to read her file. There were newspaper achieves on her, the last entry told of her killing spree as she was escaping Slam City. "Well, at least there wasn't any embellishments there," she said aloud only to herself. Yes, the escape had been a regular ole blood bath. There was blood shed from at least 15 guards and not a drop came from yours truly, there was DEFINITELY no need for embellishments in that story.

Enigma kept reading on and soon the paper mentioned her where-about, it stated that she was recently in the Gama quadrant, specifically on Gama 3. "They have good sources," Enigma thought, "probably a merc." She continued as the paper stated, "The convict is expectedly heading towards Earth as we are told by officials." "Yep, definitely a merc and definitely off on prediction unless that's just to try and throw me off… probably the latter. Ha! Nice try… checkmate, buddy," she mused in her head. Finally, the paper went on to state that she was the most wanted and feared human being next to…HIM. Enigma let out a bellowing, humorless laugh. The two were the farthest thing from human as Enigma saw it. Upon seeing his name she had a sudden perverse urge to check his status and where-about. Without a second thought she quickly accessed his files only to find his status as captured and en route to Slam City. Enigma needed more details, she linked into the status file to see who had captured him and where he was at the moment. Not that she planned to rescue him or anything, he deserved what he got but… "but what?" her defensive side demanded. "I just need to know damn it!" She said silently. Soon the page loaded and all her questions were answered.

Status: captured, en route to Slam City.

Captor: Officer William D. Johns

Current position in transport: Aboard the Hunter-Gratzner en route of return to Origenon 3 (Slam City)

enigma's instincts had been right all along. He was there, right fucking there all this time! The man she loved and hated with a passion was there… so close. One word escaped her lips and it spoke volumes more than she ever could, "Riddick."

***At the same time in the Cryo Chamber***

Richard B. Riddick sat silently in his cryo pod on the Hunter- Gratzner. He was in deep though, almost as though he was in a comma. Suddenly, he jumped as much as his restraints would allow bringing himself out of his trance. One word came out of his mouth, a name he didn't dare speak even in his head. "Enigma."

***Same time outside of the Comm. Room***

Johns stood outside of the Comm. Room just far enough so that he could see his new prize but she couldn't see him. He had hurried after her once he finished with the captain. She was talking to herself and she seemed… how did she seem? Different came to his mind and he settled for that, "Kaylee" was different alone than she was with him. It was almost like a split personality. He didn't care, as long as she didn't stop what she was doing. He looked her head to toe as she sat there looking at something on the Comm. unit, it was something she seemed very interested with but he wasn't caring about that…only what she was to him-a nice piece of ass. "Damn, she's hot and soon she'll be all mine," He thought as he took in her appearance. Just then "Kaylee" rose from her seat and left the Comm. Room passing right by him as she exited. Slowly he crept into the room and looked up what she'd been doing. She'd obviously tried to erase it, was there something she was hiding? He quickly called up what she'd been researching and came up with reservations for a spa on the planet they were scheduled to land on. Satisfied with his results he decided to do a little researching himself.

Johns accessed the public criminal records system. "On pay day is almost up, I need a new one." He automatically went to the most wanted list. "What's this? Someone ties with my boy Riddick? Looks like they've just met their end to their days of freedom," he thought as he linked into the file. "Lets see the run down on this guy…What?! It's a woman?" After familiarizing himself with her file he looked carefully at the picture in front of him. She was a young woman which the file identified her as Enigma J. Ariviachi, age 23, been in the system since she was 16, escaped 2 weeks before. She reminded Johns of someone… but who? Was she someone he knew? Did he pass her on the street, if so where? Suddenly it came to him like a stampede "I'll be damned," Johns said aloud… Enigma J. Ariviachi looked a hell of a lot like his Kaylee. In fact, they could have been almost identical. Aside from the blond hair, blue eyes, and beauty mark to the left of her lip Kaylee was the mirror image of this Enigma Ariviachi. "How fucking interesting!" he said deciding he was definitely appointing himself the new pay day. "Hello miss Ariviachi, and thank you for the pay day!" He said gleefully.

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Enigma had known Johns was there and had purposely made a act of "not knowing he was watching her." What'd he think she was a fucking idiot? Of course, she was a blond ditz that he planned on getting some action from. She knew he would check to see what she was doing once he left and as predicted he did… but she hadn't counted on him STILL checking into the P.C.R.S.(public criminal records system) on his own free will. When she realized whose file he was looking at she almost ran into the room and killed him. She surely could have and cleaned up the mess and he wouldn't have been missed… but that was ruined since everyone on the ship knew he was there since he was bringing in big badass convict, Richard B. Riddick. She ran through her options and decided to scare him into letting her go. As she was about to make her move the captain's voice came booming through the intercom announcing that everyone was engaging in cryo sleep in 10 minutes. Enigma saw Johns get out of his seat and begin to walk to the door… by the time he exited she was long gone.