Jack grabbed her handbag and exited her ship. She stood on the platform a moment, gathering her things and beginning to start off on her trip. She gazed back to her enormous ship and then over to Riddick's that was about half the size of hers. Jack's ship was roughly the 3/4 the size of a football field. Priding herself on having the biggest ship in the dock, with the best living quarters, Jack headed out to her vehicle. She threw her purse to the seat next to her and turned on the stereo. Looking around to see if she was free to pull out, Jack pumped up the volume and headed for the mall.

            The first stop on her journey was to a craft/home decor place. Grabbing a cart from the stall, Jack headed inside toward the aisle that housed the candles. Alone in the aisle, she pondered on what candles to purchase. Her purse was full of more than enough credits to complete this shopping trip, but Jack wanted the night to be perfect. Finally giving up all restraints, she pushed at least 100 candles, tall short fat thin you name it, into her cart. She grabbed a couple boxes of matches and made her way to the checkout counter. The total came to about 60 credits or so, seeing as almost all the candles were buy 1 get 1 free. A bag boy had to help Jack get all her bags to her car. She tipped him and sat behind the wheel once again. The next place on her list of places to go, was the supermarket.

            She grabbed another cart, and headed for the meat department. Looking over the selections of choice cut meats, Jack decided on two prime steaks. Next, she headed for the liquor aisle. Jack settled on a bottle of Asti Spumani and she shopped around for a few side dishes and baking materials. Jack's bill in the supermarket was slightly more than her previous. Once again in her car, she sat behind the wheel thinking of where to head for her final trip. Knowing just the place she started her car and drove off.

            ***

            Imam was in the last hour of his flight. He had settled in quite comfortably and couldn't complain with his flying choice. He mused about how Jack would respond finding him upon her doorstep, well, ship step. Imam patted his pocket, reassuring himself that the address to her docking station was still in there. Resting his head against the window, Imam glanced at the clock positioned on the wall. Only one hour to go, he thought.

            ***

            Hours later, around 6:00 p.m., Jack arrived home. She had spent longer than expected at a spur of the moment stop on her way home. I had to find the perfect one, she reasoned with herself. After many trips, Jack had all her packages in her kitchen. She decided to do the bedroom first. Flinging open the door, Jack pushed 9 of the bags in with her. The first six had all the candles she bought. The last three were full of single stem roses. The florist had attempted to count them all but gave up after reaching somewhere near 250. She removed a cluster of thorn-free roses from the bag, and began to peel the pedals off. Towards the middle of the bag she was tired of being gentle and found being rough gave the same perfect effect, so she spread the petals on the floor surrounding the queen sized bed. She used some more on the bed after she turned down the red satin comforter to expose the red silk sheets she bought. Jack sprinkled the flowers all over, a grin rising to her face.

            ***

            Riddick groaned and rolled to his left side. The pain he felt was dull, due to the medication but it was undeniably still there. Unable to open his eyes and see his surroundings still, Riddick called for the Doc. The Doc had been summoned many times by Riddick since he woke up a few hours prior. Riddick was a big guy but the pain in the beginning had been brutal and the drugs were a blessing. Riddick clutched the railings of his bed, attempting to pull himself up straight. His vision was slowly but surely returning although Riddick didn't have the nerve to open them and prove Doc right. Or wrong for that matter. The time was a mystery to him but he could feel that it was later in the day. Slowly, with Doc finally in his room, Riddick tried to open one eye. He slid his lid up very slowly the dark comforting to him. At first he thought nothing of it, but in a few seconds of staring at the wall, he realized that all he saw was black. Anger and fear arising together, Riddick turned to the Doc and began to yell, "What the fu --" He stopped to realize that he could see the Doc. Really see him. In color. A smile crept on to his face and he jumped off the bed.

            "It worked!"

            "Rich, my boy, how does it feel to see colors again?"

            "Doc, it's so refreshing", Riddick said looking around at everything he had missed seeing. The colors he had missed seeing. Riddick's eyes landed on a rose. He drew close to it and picked it up, smelling the sweetness and seeing the true beauty.

            "So Rich", he said handing Riddick the meds he needed to take with him", whenever you need a refill, come see me. Do not be reckless with these."

            Riddick thanked the Doctor and walked out of the office. The setting sun and all it's splendor almost rendered him paralyzed. It had been so long since he'd seen a color sunset. His mind finally resurfaced and he thought of Jack, his memories of her still in silver color. Turning in the direction of home he headed for his ship to grab a shower.

            ***

            Jack finished the bedroom and moved into the dining room. She draped the table in a white tablecloth, tilting it so it covered the table in a diamond shape. She sprinkled more petals on the table and took two of the large thick candles and put them in the middle of the table. Walking over to the cabinets, Jack bent down and pulled out her most beautiful white china and set it out along with all the other utensils that needed to be set. Jack dimmed the lights and stood back to admire her scene. It was beautiful. If this wasn't the perfect Valentine's day setting she didn't know what would be. Jack prepared all the things that needed to be cooked and stuck them in the oven. She hurried off into her room to get changed.

            Already laid out on her bed, Jack's brand new seduction outfit was ready to start working. It was a short, skin tight, red strappy dress. Plain, and yet very sexy. She brushed out her hair and applied some make up. Looking at her barefoot self in the mirror, she smiled.

            "Perfect", she whispered. Just as Jack was picking up the loose clothing she had thrown on the floor, she heard a knock on her ship door. With her heart in her throat she headed over and pressed the release button. Riddick stood there in his black suit smiling. No sunglasses, Jack noted in the covering darkness. She grabbed his arm and pulled him in. Riddick was still having trouble seeing her seeing as it was so dark and his ability to see in the dark wasn't exactly what it used to be. Jack flicked on a light and they both gasped.

            "Your eyes!"

            "You're beautiful!"