Reunion or its only courtesy to wake a gal before you kidnap her/5 Riddick watched and waited he sensed all was not as it appeared with the man, *Neo, what sort of name is that*, he saw Neo leave the apartment block and head off in the opposite direction.

Riddick wanted desperately to follow and maybe break a few bones but a bigger part of him wanted, no needed to go and see jack, this had gone on long enough, he knew the mercs were out there some where playing the same waiting game just with a different target in mind, him.

He approached the block slowly taking in everything around him in a predatory manner.

He entered the building within a moment * oh jack what have I told you about security, a kid could have got in here in under a second * Riddick made his way through a couple of small rooms silently cursing jacks foolishness.

He caught sight of an open door beyond which stood a massive bed and upon that lay a completely dead to the world jack. He slowly walked into the room and stood transfixed. Jack wore a ridiculously see-through nightdress made of a filmy type material the colour was pale blue and barley left anything to the imagination. Momentarily Riddick felt enraged again as he remembered this was not meant for him but Neo, who had crept out moments before like a man with a secret to hide, a secret Riddick would soon have the pleasure of beating out of him.

As Riddick stared he felt himself become aroused, as if aware of his predicament jack moaned deeply in her sleep and turned over to one side the gown slipped so it almost reviled her breasts but stopped just short, her blonde hair had grown so much since the last time he'd seen her, it now reached past her waist and her skin was pale with a hint of freckles that appeared to dust her shoulders sparingly, he liked her like this.

Every time he had seen her in the last two weeks she had always been in her work clothes which had looked almost masculine and her hair had always been pinned back.

It was like before when she had tried to hide herself away as a boy, but Riddick knew, he knew then and now that it was her way of hiding from the world.

This girl before him now was the real jack, the jack he'd always craved and until now had denied himself.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a hypo gun, he hadn't wanted to do it like this but if he risked waking her she might not see things quite his way, so after a small amount of deliberation he lent over her slumbering body and as he shot her with the sedative he allowed himself to inhale her scent briefly.

He reached down and picked her and the sheet up in to his arms, he looked about and spotted a large bag on a chair, the one he'd seen her carrying nearly everyday, he thought for a moment then lay jack back down again as he hurriedly grabbed items he could only assume she might be glad of when she finally came round, after all if things went the way he hoped they'd be too far out in to space to just go shopping and jack would no doubt need things * what the fuck do girls, woman want? *

He grabbed a few items of clothing that seemed suitably flimsy and some bottled lotions and perfumes, he swung the bag on to his back retrieved jack again and made his way into the night.

He'd soon be off this planet for good and he'd be a step closer to being with the one person he'd been unable to get out of his mind in over 4 years, maybe then finally he could resolve a few of his jack issues.