Vendetta
Chapter 4
He returned back to Jacks room a few hours later. She was lying on the bed fast asleep. She didn't move when he came in. He moved closer to her when a loud bang startled him. He whipped around to see some cowboys shooting it up on the TV. He turned it off then looked at the clock. 4:45 AM. He went over to the bed, sat on it, and slowly took off his boots. He sat on the bed for a moment just staring at her. Then he gently moved some hair off her face and she twitched a little.
"Jack." He whispered, and she rolled over close to him, grasping his arm. She was still asleep, but grabbed him out of instinct and reflex. "Jack, wake up." He shook her a little.
"Hmm? What?" She let go of him, and lazily swatted at him.
"Jack. It's me Riddick. Wake up."
Her eyes flung open and she stared at him. She sat up, her eyes closing again. She took a deep breath then, "Hey. What time is it?" Her eyes opened, but only a little.
"It's ten to five AM."
"Oh." She yawned. She was trying hard to wake herself up, but it wasn't working.
"I told you I'd come for you."
"I told you I'd be here." She opened her eyes a little wider looking at Riddick. There was a big bloody cut on his arm, and a few blood stains on his shirt.
"Your hurt!" She sat up more and grabbed his arm examining his cut.
"Nah, I'm fine." He took his arm back. "Don't worry about it."
"You should really get that cleaned." Her eyes were wide.
"It's fine."
"I have," She got off the bed and reached under it. "A first aid kit," She pulled out a little grey box. "That can clean that up." She yawned, then took a big stretch, a few bones popping into place. She sat beside him on the bed and opened the box.
"Don't bother." He put his right hand on the box and grabbed her hands with his left. "I've had worse cuts that weren't treated and they turned out fine."
"She shook off his hands. "Don't tell me not to bother. And don't fight against me. I'm going to treat your cuts." She opened the box again and pulled out a few things.
"Pff fine."
"First, we'll have to wash it."
"We?" He raised an eyebrow at her statement, but she didn't notice.
"Yah, come on." She got off the bed and walked over to the bathroom. "Come on boy." She said and patted her thigh Johns style.
He smirked and got off the bed then went into the bathroom. "Well, if your sooo interested in cleaning this cut, you might as well clean the rest." He took off his shirt revealing his gleaming muscles and little cuts all over. She flushed at his strong sexy body.
"Umm. Ok." She looked over his cuts. She circled him and found even more. "What exactly happened to you?"
"Cabos' boyfriend got jealous when I talked to her."
"Oh." Jack had a look of forced surprise and pity.
"I'm just kidding. One of the hostiles in the warehouse was hiding in a closet and jumped me. He was around my size so we had a bit of a fight.
"Oh. Well, since you have so many cuts, you might as well take a shower." She handed him a cloth with ointment on it and headed out the door.
"Aren't you going to come with me? You know I cant reach most of the cuts on my back." She looked at her with a sly smile on his face, his eyes traveling up and down her body.
"I'm sure you can manage." She returned the look and left the little bathroom.
"Aww. Come on."
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Twenty minutes later Riddick turned the water off and came out of the bathroom totally naked, dripping with water, a soaked towel hanging over his shoulder. He squinted his eyes a little. Jack had turned one of the lights on as dim as it could go, but it was still pretty bright for his eyes. He leaned on the doorway staring at Jack who was wearing his goggles reading a book.
"Jack turned her head to look at Riddick. "You know, that towels supposed to go somewhere else." She lifted the goggles, looking him up and down, flushing.
"Yah, well, this ones soaking wet and there aren't any other towels in there."
"Hmm." She walked up to him, nearly touching his wet naked body. His leg began to feel tingly where she touched it. The tingle raised to his six pack, and his eyes rolled back in his head. Her hand moved to his chest then to his shoulders. She took her hand off him and onto a door knob next to his shoulder. She opened it, revealing a cupboard filled with towels. "Take your pick." She turned around then sat back down on the bed.
He signed with the hint of a chuckle. He picked up a towel and draped it around his waist. "My goggles look good on you." He went in front of her and pulled them over her eyes.
"Think?" She straightened them a little. "I cant see very well in them thought. The colours all messed up."
"Well, they help me see when its bright out, and I get to see a bit of colour like you do."
"You don't see colour?"
"Shine job remember? Everything is highlighted in in what you could say is a purple silvery colour. There's a chemical in the lenses that helps me see a few more colours." He gently took the goggles off Jack and put them on his forehead. He casually put his hand around Jack, pulling her in closer. So close he was about to kiss her when a loud knock came at the door.
"Doesn't Cabos ever leave you alone?" Jack shook her head and Riddick only shrugged.
"JESSS!!!"A loud yell came from outside the door. "I know your in there! Open this damn door. Jess!"
Riddick stood up. "I'll take care of this drunk. Hold on." He headed to the door.
Jack ran in front of him as quickly and silently as she could. "No! It's ok, I know him." She whispered. "Umm…" She put her hand on her head.
"Jess!!" The man at the door shouted again.
"Just a sec." She yelled back then turned to Riddick and whispered, "Listen, I'll explain later, but right now I need you to shut up and cooperate." She grabbed his arm and tied to pull him into the bathroom. They didn't move. He was standing still resisting her attempt to pull him.
"Please Riddick, just go in the bathroom." Her voice barley at a whisper. "Turn off the light and don't make a sound. Please!"
He noticed actual horror and fear in her eyes and voice. He wanted to know what was going on, but decided to do it her way. He went into the bathroom, closed the door a crack and turned off the light.
Jack took a deep breath then unlocked and opened the door. A tall, muscular man (unlike Riddick) was standing outside the door. His coal black hair, waving in his face, damp from sweat. His eyes black as the inside of a pocket, viciously stared her down.
"Took you long enough!" He pushed past her, his eyes searching around the room for nothing in particular. "Well, what took you so long? Answer me girl!" He faced her and watched as she slowly closed the door.
"I was…changing." She said as calmly as she could. She took another breath to calm herself before turning to face him.
"Hmm. You know, you can let me in when your changing." He put his hands on her hips and pulled her in close. His drunken voice and bad breath smothering Jack.
Riddick watched silently from the bathroom doorway wondering what was going on and getting a little pissed off.
"What are you doing here?" Jack moved out of his grasp. She went over to the light by the bed and turned it up. Then sat on the bed.
"Change of plans darlin'" He went to the window and peeked through the curtains. "Three guys were killed earlier by this bounty hunter…or some guy. I don't know. He turned away from the curtains, satisfied with whatever he saw. His eyes now focused on the woman on the bed. "You know, I might die," His eyes traveled over Jacks body. "And I mat never get a chance to…" He sat beside Jack, his hand on her knee, lazily making traveling north. "To…taste my most trusted employee." His hand raised up her side to her shoulder. His eyes digging into her.
"No one can kill you, your Cobra." She stood up to get away from him before her nerves got the best of her and fear returned to her voice, but he pulled her back down onto his knee by his rough hands. "What are you doing here?" She asked again staring into his pools of darkness.
"Like I said darlin, change of plans. Torr wants me and Gunn to leave tomorrow morning, so I need the money now."
"What?!" She tried to stand back up again but was quickly pulled down. "That's insane, I've only been working for four days. I have a little more then half. But I still need one more day if I work non-stop." She let out a big sigh.
"Damn…well, how much do you have?" He sounded angry.
"16-12"
Cobra exhaled loudly. "Well, I have some extra money. I'm pretty sure I could lend you 3-88."
"No! I don't want to owe you anything." She successfully got up and went to the other side of the bed and got her bag.
"Well, you have no other choice…unless you can think of another way to pay me back." He looked her up and down raising an eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll owe you 3-88. Now here's the money I have." She pulled a black bag out of her backpack and tossed it to him." Check if you like, then leave."
""Am I holding you back from something Miss Jess?" He skimmed through the bag with his thumb.
"Yes! I have other jobs to do and I have to be up early to do them. You have to go so I can get some sleep."
"Alright fine." He slapped his legs and stood up. "Oh, and Dom said your target will be ay Rhimson Square at 2:30. Later Darlin'." He raised his hand with the black bag as if to wave then left.
Jack let out a big sigh and sat on the edge of the bed. She leaned her head down and put her hands on top of her head.
Riddick slowly stepped out of the bathroom, goggles covering his eyes. "You OK?" His voice sounded more curious then concerned. He leaned against the door way of the bathroom.
"Yah. Sorry about that." She lifted her head to look at him. He had put on cargo pants and she noticed the goggles. She reached over backwards to dim the light.
"Yah about that. What was all that about" He sat on the bed.
Jack jumped a little when she turned around to see Riddick right beside her. "Umm…that was Cobra. My…boss. I owed his some money from the work I did." She got up and put her backpack under the bed." His attitude was a little weird just because that's the way he is. He goes in and out of weird mood swings all the time. I'll be right back. I just have to go to the bathroom."
"Jack."
"I'll be right back." She closed the door behind her.
Outside the door, questions were racing through Riddicks mind. The last one made him sit down. 'Why do I care so much? That's a silly question. It's because…because I've gone soft? No! I've got someone I can trust. And she might be in trouble. But I'm sure she's hot. Not! I mean not.' He shook his head to get the thought of her out of his head.
Jack walked out of the bathroom hoping that anger and frustration no longer showed on her face. She smiled and sat three feet away from Riddick on the bed. "Well, I was serious when I told Cobra I needed some sleep. I really do. So…I'm gunna sleep." She was thinking of asking him to stay, but wasn't sure how. "you can crash here if you want. It's kind of late, well, early. And you look kind of tiered." She stopped, she was on the verge of sounding needy.
"Are you asking me to stay." A little grim came across his face. He wasn't entirely sure he should. He didn't want his animal instincts to kick in on Jack.
"No, I'm just saying, if you want to. Or if your too tiered to go to wherever you need to go."
"hmm." Riddick stood up and headed for the door. For a second Jack thought he was going to leave. Instead he stopped at the door and locked it. "Sure. Your right. I'm defiantly to tired to walk all the way back to my motel. You don't mind?" He sat on the chair.
"Not at all." She moved to the back of the bed and turned the light off. "Well, it's six AM. I have to be up in three hours. 'Night Riddick." She pulled the sheets over her self and looked at Riddick sitting on the little chair.
"Night." He nodded his head.
"You can come on the bed. It's a big bed. It looks really uncomfortable on that chair. I don't bite." She patted the bed.
He laughed inside his head. 'What a lie. It's a small bed. Maybe she want s you. No, of course not it's Jack. Little Jack…who isn't so little any more.' The animal inside him growled. 'She's probably lonely or something.' He got up, walked over to the bed, and hesitantly lay down. Jack watched his every move.
Riddick drifted in and out of sleep as he usually did. When he was awake he looked over at the young woman beside him. She tossed and turned and turned in her sleep eventually grabbing onto Riddicks arm. He flinched in his sleep a little and closed his eyes. He didn't want to wake her to get her off. He was staring to enjoy having someone there, but his animal side wanted to come out and play. He drifted back asleep.
Chapter 4
He returned back to Jacks room a few hours later. She was lying on the bed fast asleep. She didn't move when he came in. He moved closer to her when a loud bang startled him. He whipped around to see some cowboys shooting it up on the TV. He turned it off then looked at the clock. 4:45 AM. He went over to the bed, sat on it, and slowly took off his boots. He sat on the bed for a moment just staring at her. Then he gently moved some hair off her face and she twitched a little.
"Jack." He whispered, and she rolled over close to him, grasping his arm. She was still asleep, but grabbed him out of instinct and reflex. "Jack, wake up." He shook her a little.
"Hmm? What?" She let go of him, and lazily swatted at him.
"Jack. It's me Riddick. Wake up."
Her eyes flung open and she stared at him. She sat up, her eyes closing again. She took a deep breath then, "Hey. What time is it?" Her eyes opened, but only a little.
"It's ten to five AM."
"Oh." She yawned. She was trying hard to wake herself up, but it wasn't working.
"I told you I'd come for you."
"I told you I'd be here." She opened her eyes a little wider looking at Riddick. There was a big bloody cut on his arm, and a few blood stains on his shirt.
"Your hurt!" She sat up more and grabbed his arm examining his cut.
"Nah, I'm fine." He took his arm back. "Don't worry about it."
"You should really get that cleaned." Her eyes were wide.
"It's fine."
"I have," She got off the bed and reached under it. "A first aid kit," She pulled out a little grey box. "That can clean that up." She yawned, then took a big stretch, a few bones popping into place. She sat beside him on the bed and opened the box.
"Don't bother." He put his right hand on the box and grabbed her hands with his left. "I've had worse cuts that weren't treated and they turned out fine."
"She shook off his hands. "Don't tell me not to bother. And don't fight against me. I'm going to treat your cuts." She opened the box again and pulled out a few things.
"Pff fine."
"First, we'll have to wash it."
"We?" He raised an eyebrow at her statement, but she didn't notice.
"Yah, come on." She got off the bed and walked over to the bathroom. "Come on boy." She said and patted her thigh Johns style.
He smirked and got off the bed then went into the bathroom. "Well, if your sooo interested in cleaning this cut, you might as well clean the rest." He took off his shirt revealing his gleaming muscles and little cuts all over. She flushed at his strong sexy body.
"Umm. Ok." She looked over his cuts. She circled him and found even more. "What exactly happened to you?"
"Cabos' boyfriend got jealous when I talked to her."
"Oh." Jack had a look of forced surprise and pity.
"I'm just kidding. One of the hostiles in the warehouse was hiding in a closet and jumped me. He was around my size so we had a bit of a fight.
"Oh. Well, since you have so many cuts, you might as well take a shower." She handed him a cloth with ointment on it and headed out the door.
"Aren't you going to come with me? You know I cant reach most of the cuts on my back." She looked at her with a sly smile on his face, his eyes traveling up and down her body.
"I'm sure you can manage." She returned the look and left the little bathroom.
"Aww. Come on."
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Twenty minutes later Riddick turned the water off and came out of the bathroom totally naked, dripping with water, a soaked towel hanging over his shoulder. He squinted his eyes a little. Jack had turned one of the lights on as dim as it could go, but it was still pretty bright for his eyes. He leaned on the doorway staring at Jack who was wearing his goggles reading a book.
"Jack turned her head to look at Riddick. "You know, that towels supposed to go somewhere else." She lifted the goggles, looking him up and down, flushing.
"Yah, well, this ones soaking wet and there aren't any other towels in there."
"Hmm." She walked up to him, nearly touching his wet naked body. His leg began to feel tingly where she touched it. The tingle raised to his six pack, and his eyes rolled back in his head. Her hand moved to his chest then to his shoulders. She took her hand off him and onto a door knob next to his shoulder. She opened it, revealing a cupboard filled with towels. "Take your pick." She turned around then sat back down on the bed.
He signed with the hint of a chuckle. He picked up a towel and draped it around his waist. "My goggles look good on you." He went in front of her and pulled them over her eyes.
"Think?" She straightened them a little. "I cant see very well in them thought. The colours all messed up."
"Well, they help me see when its bright out, and I get to see a bit of colour like you do."
"You don't see colour?"
"Shine job remember? Everything is highlighted in in what you could say is a purple silvery colour. There's a chemical in the lenses that helps me see a few more colours." He gently took the goggles off Jack and put them on his forehead. He casually put his hand around Jack, pulling her in closer. So close he was about to kiss her when a loud knock came at the door.
"Doesn't Cabos ever leave you alone?" Jack shook her head and Riddick only shrugged.
"JESSS!!!"A loud yell came from outside the door. "I know your in there! Open this damn door. Jess!"
Riddick stood up. "I'll take care of this drunk. Hold on." He headed to the door.
Jack ran in front of him as quickly and silently as she could. "No! It's ok, I know him." She whispered. "Umm…" She put her hand on her head.
"Jess!!" The man at the door shouted again.
"Just a sec." She yelled back then turned to Riddick and whispered, "Listen, I'll explain later, but right now I need you to shut up and cooperate." She grabbed his arm and tied to pull him into the bathroom. They didn't move. He was standing still resisting her attempt to pull him.
"Please Riddick, just go in the bathroom." Her voice barley at a whisper. "Turn off the light and don't make a sound. Please!"
He noticed actual horror and fear in her eyes and voice. He wanted to know what was going on, but decided to do it her way. He went into the bathroom, closed the door a crack and turned off the light.
Jack took a deep breath then unlocked and opened the door. A tall, muscular man (unlike Riddick) was standing outside the door. His coal black hair, waving in his face, damp from sweat. His eyes black as the inside of a pocket, viciously stared her down.
"Took you long enough!" He pushed past her, his eyes searching around the room for nothing in particular. "Well, what took you so long? Answer me girl!" He faced her and watched as she slowly closed the door.
"I was…changing." She said as calmly as she could. She took another breath to calm herself before turning to face him.
"Hmm. You know, you can let me in when your changing." He put his hands on her hips and pulled her in close. His drunken voice and bad breath smothering Jack.
Riddick watched silently from the bathroom doorway wondering what was going on and getting a little pissed off.
"What are you doing here?" Jack moved out of his grasp. She went over to the light by the bed and turned it up. Then sat on the bed.
"Change of plans darlin'" He went to the window and peeked through the curtains. "Three guys were killed earlier by this bounty hunter…or some guy. I don't know. He turned away from the curtains, satisfied with whatever he saw. His eyes now focused on the woman on the bed. "You know, I might die," His eyes traveled over Jacks body. "And I mat never get a chance to…" He sat beside Jack, his hand on her knee, lazily making traveling north. "To…taste my most trusted employee." His hand raised up her side to her shoulder. His eyes digging into her.
"No one can kill you, your Cobra." She stood up to get away from him before her nerves got the best of her and fear returned to her voice, but he pulled her back down onto his knee by his rough hands. "What are you doing here?" She asked again staring into his pools of darkness.
"Like I said darlin, change of plans. Torr wants me and Gunn to leave tomorrow morning, so I need the money now."
"What?!" She tried to stand back up again but was quickly pulled down. "That's insane, I've only been working for four days. I have a little more then half. But I still need one more day if I work non-stop." She let out a big sigh.
"Damn…well, how much do you have?" He sounded angry.
"16-12"
Cobra exhaled loudly. "Well, I have some extra money. I'm pretty sure I could lend you 3-88."
"No! I don't want to owe you anything." She successfully got up and went to the other side of the bed and got her bag.
"Well, you have no other choice…unless you can think of another way to pay me back." He looked her up and down raising an eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll owe you 3-88. Now here's the money I have." She pulled a black bag out of her backpack and tossed it to him." Check if you like, then leave."
""Am I holding you back from something Miss Jess?" He skimmed through the bag with his thumb.
"Yes! I have other jobs to do and I have to be up early to do them. You have to go so I can get some sleep."
"Alright fine." He slapped his legs and stood up. "Oh, and Dom said your target will be ay Rhimson Square at 2:30. Later Darlin'." He raised his hand with the black bag as if to wave then left.
Jack let out a big sigh and sat on the edge of the bed. She leaned her head down and put her hands on top of her head.
Riddick slowly stepped out of the bathroom, goggles covering his eyes. "You OK?" His voice sounded more curious then concerned. He leaned against the door way of the bathroom.
"Yah. Sorry about that." She lifted her head to look at him. He had put on cargo pants and she noticed the goggles. She reached over backwards to dim the light.
"Yah about that. What was all that about" He sat on the bed.
Jack jumped a little when she turned around to see Riddick right beside her. "Umm…that was Cobra. My…boss. I owed his some money from the work I did." She got up and put her backpack under the bed." His attitude was a little weird just because that's the way he is. He goes in and out of weird mood swings all the time. I'll be right back. I just have to go to the bathroom."
"Jack."
"I'll be right back." She closed the door behind her.
Outside the door, questions were racing through Riddicks mind. The last one made him sit down. 'Why do I care so much? That's a silly question. It's because…because I've gone soft? No! I've got someone I can trust. And she might be in trouble. But I'm sure she's hot. Not! I mean not.' He shook his head to get the thought of her out of his head.
Jack walked out of the bathroom hoping that anger and frustration no longer showed on her face. She smiled and sat three feet away from Riddick on the bed. "Well, I was serious when I told Cobra I needed some sleep. I really do. So…I'm gunna sleep." She was thinking of asking him to stay, but wasn't sure how. "you can crash here if you want. It's kind of late, well, early. And you look kind of tiered." She stopped, she was on the verge of sounding needy.
"Are you asking me to stay." A little grim came across his face. He wasn't entirely sure he should. He didn't want his animal instincts to kick in on Jack.
"No, I'm just saying, if you want to. Or if your too tiered to go to wherever you need to go."
"hmm." Riddick stood up and headed for the door. For a second Jack thought he was going to leave. Instead he stopped at the door and locked it. "Sure. Your right. I'm defiantly to tired to walk all the way back to my motel. You don't mind?" He sat on the chair.
"Not at all." She moved to the back of the bed and turned the light off. "Well, it's six AM. I have to be up in three hours. 'Night Riddick." She pulled the sheets over her self and looked at Riddick sitting on the little chair.
"Night." He nodded his head.
"You can come on the bed. It's a big bed. It looks really uncomfortable on that chair. I don't bite." She patted the bed.
He laughed inside his head. 'What a lie. It's a small bed. Maybe she want s you. No, of course not it's Jack. Little Jack…who isn't so little any more.' The animal inside him growled. 'She's probably lonely or something.' He got up, walked over to the bed, and hesitantly lay down. Jack watched his every move.
Riddick drifted in and out of sleep as he usually did. When he was awake he looked over at the young woman beside him. She tossed and turned and turned in her sleep eventually grabbing onto Riddicks arm. He flinched in his sleep a little and closed his eyes. He didn't want to wake her to get her off. He was staring to enjoy having someone there, but his animal side wanted to come out and play. He drifted back asleep.