Riddick didn't say anything about the T-shirt for the rest of dinner. They
ate the great food and chatted about lots of things, least of all how glad
Blaze was that Jack was back. Jack was exhausted from their trip and fell
asleep watching a movie on TV. Riddick picked her up and put her in bed,
pulling the covers around her. He smiled as he closed the door.
He walked back into the living room, where Blaze was sitting with two cups of coffee. Her head was down, as if she was crying and she didn't want him to see it. Riddick moved silently as a cat and sat down next to her. In an instant he saw that she was crying. He put his arm around her and pulled her onto his chest. She cuddled up to him and let the tears come. Riddick held her close, wanting nothing in the world more than to make her pain go away. Soon she was done crying and she looked into his eyes. She gently touched the skin to the sides of his eyes. He missed her touch, he missed how much she cared about him. A tear leaked out, and made its way down his cheek. She smiled at him.
"You an get then fixed, you know" she said, looking at his eyes more closely. She got up and grabbed a pen light and sat back down. She played the light in his eyes, looking at them.
"The doctor who did this really screwed up" she commented, "but it can be fixed if you want. There are lots of hairline scratches on your eyes, which will need to heal, and your vision won't be 20/20. You'll need contacts, but you should be able to see normally."
"What color will they be?" he asked, curious.
"Well, the pretty much normal, but your irises will be silver. There's no way to change that."
"And how do you know all this?'" he joked.
"Well, when it said on your record that you'd been shined, I looked into it." She smiled. Than Riddick asked the question that had been bugging him all night.
"That T-shirt Jack was wearing was mine. Did you just tell her her dad left it, or.is she really mine?"
"Do you want the easy answer, or the truth?" she asked
"The truth"
"Her father did leave that shirt" Riddick felt his world spin for the second time that day. He was a father! He suddenly felt such an enormous pride. Jack was his! He looked into the eyes of his best friend, who was looking at him uncertainly and smiled. She closed her eyes and for the second time that day she cried for happiness.
He walked back into the living room, where Blaze was sitting with two cups of coffee. Her head was down, as if she was crying and she didn't want him to see it. Riddick moved silently as a cat and sat down next to her. In an instant he saw that she was crying. He put his arm around her and pulled her onto his chest. She cuddled up to him and let the tears come. Riddick held her close, wanting nothing in the world more than to make her pain go away. Soon she was done crying and she looked into his eyes. She gently touched the skin to the sides of his eyes. He missed her touch, he missed how much she cared about him. A tear leaked out, and made its way down his cheek. She smiled at him.
"You an get then fixed, you know" she said, looking at his eyes more closely. She got up and grabbed a pen light and sat back down. She played the light in his eyes, looking at them.
"The doctor who did this really screwed up" she commented, "but it can be fixed if you want. There are lots of hairline scratches on your eyes, which will need to heal, and your vision won't be 20/20. You'll need contacts, but you should be able to see normally."
"What color will they be?" he asked, curious.
"Well, the pretty much normal, but your irises will be silver. There's no way to change that."
"And how do you know all this?'" he joked.
"Well, when it said on your record that you'd been shined, I looked into it." She smiled. Than Riddick asked the question that had been bugging him all night.
"That T-shirt Jack was wearing was mine. Did you just tell her her dad left it, or.is she really mine?"
"Do you want the easy answer, or the truth?" she asked
"The truth"
"Her father did leave that shirt" Riddick felt his world spin for the second time that day. He was a father! He suddenly felt such an enormous pride. Jack was his! He looked into the eyes of his best friend, who was looking at him uncertainly and smiled. She closed her eyes and for the second time that day she cried for happiness.
