Blush

"What did you do to your face?"

Since Riddick was picking her up off the ground where she had pitched forward in a faint in the middle of her message to him when Nor bumped up against Min's broken arm... you'd think it was obvious.

"My arm's broken..." She started, as he led her to the nearest couch.

"I can see that."

Okay, she was through talking to him. Besides, she needed to clench her teeth while he examined her arm.

"I hope you weren't making that face all the way down here."

He let her pop him in the back of the head with her good hand and just laughed at her. It made her feel better right up until he reset the bone in her arm. Nor didn't like the noise she made and growled ominously.

"Shush, Nor," was all Min could manage between clenched teeth.

"What else did he do to you?"

Min found the texture of the ceiling more interesting than ever. "He kicked me into a wall."

"Anything broken?"

Min sighed deeply, a mistake since her ribs suddenly reminded her that yes, there might be something else broken. Riddick, being Riddick, caught it immediately.

"Lay down," he ordered matter-of-factly. "Lift your shirt up."

Min blushed to her toes. At least he had his blue lenses up and shouldn't notice the color of her skin... too much.

She lay down with her broken arm against her chest and pulled her shirt up mid way with her good hand. He started touching her gently but his eyes kept flicking to her face. Min threw her good arm across her eyes and ground her teeth.

Fuck!

Now there's an interesting word.

Oh, do shut u...

Something like a growl of pain escaped her and she could feel Nor at her side. Min put her good hand out and touched her head. "Shhhh, Nor. Shhh."

"Well, they're cracked but I don't feel anything floating."

"Tell me that's good news." Min sighed then had to hitch her breath in pain again and closed her eyes. Damn it, she didn't want to look into his face right now.

"We need to get you to the med-lab."

Min's eyes flew open and she had to look into his face. "That is not a good thing."

"Unless you want to hide in here for the next six weeks until you heal, you need a shot of nano-juice." His face, his eyes, said 'and no-nonsense from you.'

"Shit." Min tried not to breathe too deeply. "What's ship-time right now?"

"Mid-day."

"Can it wait till tonight? Taking your broken toy to get fixed will not be good for your budding mythology." Or mine, she thought.

"Is that what you are? My toy?" His voice was facetious and slightly mocking.

Min closed her eyes and wished she'd never learned to blush. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. Witty repartee was never something she had to practice. "Fuck you," was all she could manage.

He laughed.