you know what? If this seems out of character to you, I don't care because it's my story. Hehe. I'm sorry but I had to say that! Enjoy...
"Who the fuck are you", he questioned in a dead tone.
"Fuck", she said aloud, realizing she had used his real name. She slid back up the bed, closer to the headboard. Riddick slid down, off the bed towards his pants and reached for the shiv in his pocket. He crouched there awaiting her answer for curiosity's sake.
"Well", she started,"I might as well be out with it."
"Yes, you might as fuckin' well might be."
"Riddick, do you remember what happened to you 10 years ago?"
His eyes narrowed on her as he removed the glasses from his face. If she knew him, she knew his eyes. Jack gasped. She knew his eyes but she had not seen them for so long that the sight still struck her.
"Yeah there was a fuckin' crash and I was stranded on some forsaken shit-hole of a planet."
"Do you remember who you were stranded with?", she questioned, eyes blazing.
"Yes."
"I guess I was so easy to forget then."
"Who the fuck are you?", he questioned quickly, his interest really peaked now.
Jack shook her head and said softly,"I'm your biggest fan."
Riddick thought for a moment and then it suddenly all clicked in his mind. "Jack...",he whispered.
All the sudden the reminder of what he had almost done flashed in his mind and he stood from the bed. The cargo pants which he had discarded to the floor were up and on him in a flash. He stepped back and took her in. She did not look like her old self. It clicked in his mind the thing he had been thinking earlier. It's her eyes. The eyes never change, he thought sadly.
Jack had thrown a teeshirt over her head and rose from the bed, before Riddick noticed. She stepped up to him and stared into his eyes. The eyes always drew her attention. She began to lift her arm, and she lightly touched his shoulder.
"Jack", he repeated and drew away quickly. He didn't feel comfortable with the close contact so suddenly.
"Riddick, I'm sorry for not telling you, but I wasn't sure if it was you. You gave a different name and --"
He cut her off," and so did you!"
"No," she sighed,"Audrey Phillips is my real name. Jacqueline is my middle name."
He reached for his shirt and sunglasses and looked back at her.
"Jack", he started,"I don't think, no wait, I know this was supposed to happen. I'm leaving now."
"Riddick wait!", she cried after him.
"What in the world could I possibly have to wait for?", he asked harshly.
Tears filled her eyes as she responded,"Me, Riddick... Me."
He looked intensely back at her. She had grown into a beautiful woman, there was no denying that. After her little hair cutting stunt, Riddick didn't think anything of her hair after that, but now it was so long and it smelled so good. He felt the familiar tenseness in his pants and looked down for a moment.
"Did you care?", she asked him quietly.
"Did I care what?"
"When you left....did you care that you were leaving me behind?"
"Jack, there was no way in the fucking universe I could have taken you with me and you know that. I did what I had to do because if things happened any other way...", he trailed off.
"You were put away anyway Riddick, regardless if I was there or not. They got you. They got you and there was no way that I could have protected you."
"Protected me from what? For what?",he posed, a bit surprised.
"Look, you saved my life more than once. You kept my spirits high and you kept me alive. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't sit down and regret not having done anything for you. I regret you not being around. I know fucking well that you couldn't have stayed, but what if you had, Riddick? Would you still have been locked away? I could have protected you", she whispered, tears making sparkly pathways as they slid down her cheeks.
He couldn't take the fact that she was in this much ache and that he had caused it. He kept his stance but gazed at her eyes. She was barely keeping composure following her outburst.
"Jack.. There was nothing that I could do. You seemed to have had a good life with Imam. He would have provided more for you than I ever could. I am thankful that you told everyone who questioned about me that I was dead. You could have very well ended up with me in slam if you came along. I wanted you to have a good life. To grow up and be stong and smart. Yes, if you must know, you plagued my memories and I was not happy that I had to leave you but there was no other choice."
She was practically drowning in her own tears by the time he finished, so he took her hand and pulled her in for a hug. She gripped her waist as if he were a lifraft saving her from threat. He smelled her hair again, the scent of tangerines flooding his nose. This had all been so sudden for him. His trip to Nessos had been unexpected but this was even more unexpected.
"Look, I have to go and finish things up on my ship."
Her heart dropped a million miles. "Your leaving again?", she asked with a sudden fear gripping her stomache.
"Who the fuck are you", he questioned in a dead tone.
"Fuck", she said aloud, realizing she had used his real name. She slid back up the bed, closer to the headboard. Riddick slid down, off the bed towards his pants and reached for the shiv in his pocket. He crouched there awaiting her answer for curiosity's sake.
"Well", she started,"I might as well be out with it."
"Yes, you might as fuckin' well might be."
"Riddick, do you remember what happened to you 10 years ago?"
His eyes narrowed on her as he removed the glasses from his face. If she knew him, she knew his eyes. Jack gasped. She knew his eyes but she had not seen them for so long that the sight still struck her.
"Yeah there was a fuckin' crash and I was stranded on some forsaken shit-hole of a planet."
"Do you remember who you were stranded with?", she questioned, eyes blazing.
"Yes."
"I guess I was so easy to forget then."
"Who the fuck are you?", he questioned quickly, his interest really peaked now.
Jack shook her head and said softly,"I'm your biggest fan."
Riddick thought for a moment and then it suddenly all clicked in his mind. "Jack...",he whispered.
All the sudden the reminder of what he had almost done flashed in his mind and he stood from the bed. The cargo pants which he had discarded to the floor were up and on him in a flash. He stepped back and took her in. She did not look like her old self. It clicked in his mind the thing he had been thinking earlier. It's her eyes. The eyes never change, he thought sadly.
Jack had thrown a teeshirt over her head and rose from the bed, before Riddick noticed. She stepped up to him and stared into his eyes. The eyes always drew her attention. She began to lift her arm, and she lightly touched his shoulder.
"Jack", he repeated and drew away quickly. He didn't feel comfortable with the close contact so suddenly.
"Riddick, I'm sorry for not telling you, but I wasn't sure if it was you. You gave a different name and --"
He cut her off," and so did you!"
"No," she sighed,"Audrey Phillips is my real name. Jacqueline is my middle name."
He reached for his shirt and sunglasses and looked back at her.
"Jack", he started,"I don't think, no wait, I know this was supposed to happen. I'm leaving now."
"Riddick wait!", she cried after him.
"What in the world could I possibly have to wait for?", he asked harshly.
Tears filled her eyes as she responded,"Me, Riddick... Me."
He looked intensely back at her. She had grown into a beautiful woman, there was no denying that. After her little hair cutting stunt, Riddick didn't think anything of her hair after that, but now it was so long and it smelled so good. He felt the familiar tenseness in his pants and looked down for a moment.
"Did you care?", she asked him quietly.
"Did I care what?"
"When you left....did you care that you were leaving me behind?"
"Jack, there was no way in the fucking universe I could have taken you with me and you know that. I did what I had to do because if things happened any other way...", he trailed off.
"You were put away anyway Riddick, regardless if I was there or not. They got you. They got you and there was no way that I could have protected you."
"Protected me from what? For what?",he posed, a bit surprised.
"Look, you saved my life more than once. You kept my spirits high and you kept me alive. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't sit down and regret not having done anything for you. I regret you not being around. I know fucking well that you couldn't have stayed, but what if you had, Riddick? Would you still have been locked away? I could have protected you", she whispered, tears making sparkly pathways as they slid down her cheeks.
He couldn't take the fact that she was in this much ache and that he had caused it. He kept his stance but gazed at her eyes. She was barely keeping composure following her outburst.
"Jack.. There was nothing that I could do. You seemed to have had a good life with Imam. He would have provided more for you than I ever could. I am thankful that you told everyone who questioned about me that I was dead. You could have very well ended up with me in slam if you came along. I wanted you to have a good life. To grow up and be stong and smart. Yes, if you must know, you plagued my memories and I was not happy that I had to leave you but there was no other choice."
She was practically drowning in her own tears by the time he finished, so he took her hand and pulled her in for a hug. She gripped her waist as if he were a lifraft saving her from threat. He smelled her hair again, the scent of tangerines flooding his nose. This had all been so sudden for him. His trip to Nessos had been unexpected but this was even more unexpected.
"Look, I have to go and finish things up on my ship."
Her heart dropped a million miles. "Your leaving again?", she asked with a sudden fear gripping her stomache.
