Lady Wyn slowly got up from the bed and stepped quietly towards the door. She had no idea what she was doing, or why, but she kept on moving. The door floor open and a woman stood there, her eyes red and her hair in a mess. Wyn stepped back, a little bit unnerved and the woman didn't seem to be happy.

" Where the hell is he?"

She didn't say anything but stared at her.

Fay let out an unearthly scream, that sounded more like a howl and threw the knife that was in her hand, into the wall where it landed with a loud smack. " Sonuvabitch plays me… and laughs at me."

" Riddick?" Wyn said quietly, amused and frightened at the same time.

" Yes, that fuckin' man. Where in the hell is he and who in the hell are you?" Fay screeched at her.

Wyn eyed her slowly. " I suppose you haven't a good night…" She slowly stopped and wondered if she should say she say something other than who she was. It would help her out later, to get away faster, and she didn't know this woman from how close she knew Riddick. " I'm Tyra, and I have no idea where he went." She pushed a strand of red hair behind her ears and narrowed her eyes.

Fay snorted. " Figures that some high priced call girl would just fuck Riddick and not know where he went." She leaned against the wall, her hands crossed around her chest. " You wouldn't happen to have a smoke on you would you?"

" Sorry, high priced call girls like us don't smoke." Wyn sneered, annoyed at the woman's tone of voice.

" Jesus Christ, I get friggin' psycho's everywhere I go. Riddick, Eslari, you." Fay muttered, disenchanted.

Wyn studied her for another moment. She leaned against the wall, her short brown hair feathered around her face, enhacing her bright blue eyes. She had high cheekbones and a sensous mouth that was painted a pale brown. She was tall and muscular, and black clothes covered most of her body, except for her arms that were left out to expose pale, sinewy flesh. Then, on her neck, Wyn could almost see another barcode on her neck. " Who're you?"

Fay chuckled. " OH yes, I forgot to introduce myself," she drawled, sarcastically. " I'm Fay Starbreeze."

" Slam girl?"

Fay cursed and pulled her shirt up higher, covering the bar code. " How the hell would you know?"

Wyn froze. She couldn't let her know about her past. Wyn liked to keep that a secret, except Riddick had somehow easily gotten it out of her. She had to say something… " Riddick had it too, and I knew of his past…"

Fay eyes narrowed on Wyn. " I don't trust you, Tyra, but you're the only lead I got on Riddick. So, c'mon, I know you know where he went."

" No, I really don't." Wyn said, exasperated.

" I do."

They both turned to see a pale little girl with short blond hair and blue eyes peeking up at them. She hung in the window like some kind of monkey.

" Jesus Christ, what the fuck is this? A kid?" Fay cursed again. " Who the hell are you?"

" Jack."
Wyn looked at her. " Are you a boy, or a girl."

" A fuck'n girl." Jack spat, climbing in the window.

" Watch your fuckin' mouth, doesn't become of a lady." Fay grinned, then asked, " How would you know?"

Jack sat down in a chair. She tapped her fingernails against the table for a moment. " Well, I knew what he was doing, kidnapping people before he left me for, I guess, you two whores."

" I'm not a whore."

" Oh no, she's a high priced call girl." Fay drawled slowly, leaning against the wall, then laughing.

Wyn shot her a nasty look then turned to Jack. " Well, can you take us there. We both have a score to settle with him."

" Fine, but you'll leave him, all you whores do." Jack said, unfazed by them saying they weren't whores earlier. She moved past both of them and out of the inn.

***

Riddick sat down next to K.C. and Ariago. He regarded them with little curiousity and leaned back into his chair, thinking of the two women he had encountered not more than a day ago. The woman in the hallway, the slam girl. Then there was Wyn… she was a whole nother issue rolled up in one. Then Jack… he felt irratated, leaving her like that, but he had to protect her, at least from this business.

***

Fay walked quickly down the streets then turned around to see the other two lacking in speed. " C'mon, let's go!"

" It would help, perhaps, if Jack showed us where he is, since she does know where he is." Wyn reminded her.

Fay rolled her eyes.

Jack laughed and then looked at Fay. " You're going to need a change of clothes…"

" What? This is fine."

" If I know what place Jack is talking about, you have to look like a princess to get in." Wyn quietly said, and looked down at her clothes, that had stains of dried blood.

" Fine, fine… let's go shopping." Fay muttered.

***

" Do we look good enough now?" Fay said, glaring down at her clothes. She hated it. She didn't like the little tight black dress, but the heels. That made her mad. She was already tall enough, and now she felt like a giant.

Wyn bit her lip to try to keep from grinning. She didn't know how Fay would walk in those heels. She, rather, liked her clothes. A nice short black skirt, a green top, plus high black heels. She had always loved pretty clothes, until her sister died, then Wyn snapped, but she was out now, and she needed a few answers.

Jack looked down at her clothes, almost accusingly. She looked much more like a woman. A tight blue dress hung to her lengthy and gangly figure. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.

" Oh look at the little girl, getting all pretty for her lover Riddick." Fay sneered.

Wyn glared at Fay. She drew the line at yelling at children, minors, whatever they were called. " Don't yell at her, she's helping us."

" Shut up, you're just another stupid whore."

" I'll let y ou know that I'm not a whore, I'm a lady." Wyn growled towards Fay.

" Yeah, just like that kid probably ain't be fucked by Riddick." Fay waved her hand towards Jack.

Jack sucked in a breath, trying to keep herself calm. " I'm not a kid."

Fay raised an eyebrow. " You like about 14 girl."

" I'm 18."

Fay laughed, then grinned. " Sure, kid, whatever you say. I bet Riddick likes little skinny things."

" Jesus, will you shut up Fay? You're making the girl cry." Wyn looked over at Jack and smiled sadly at her.

Jack stood there and weakly tried to shove the tears back. She hiccupped and shook her head furiously, trying to throw the tears away.

Fay let out an exasperated sigh. " Fine, look, sorry kid, I'm just real anxious to get to Riddick."

Jack shook her head. " Go find him yourself."

" Please, Jack, just take us there. She's just being a bitch, don't mind her?" Wyn pleaded with the girl. She had to get to Riddick.

" Fine…" Jack said quietly and walked ahead of the two of them. She would get Fay back, somehow. She didn't live with Riddick for four years and not learn anything.

TBC..

(a/n: thanks for the review, ames. : ) Uhm… this is going to be a lot different then I first planned, not like Riddick get's some girl he doesn't know, more Jack/Riddick… so, go review dammit or I'll take this off.

-Saph)