Chap 6. I know this is listed as Romance so I'm going to try and start with the romance part….(finally, I know!) haha, I hate Johns too…he's such a jerk, so at least he's easy to write (Hrm…what's a really jerky thing to say…) with Riddick its kind of harder to figure out what he would say, ya know? Anyway hope this fits!
Racheal awoke with Johns standing over her. How long had he been there? How long had she been asleep? She didn't remember even falling asleep. She looked over at Riddick, he was slumped over, still chained. Her head was groggy and her stomach was upset. She looked up at Johns, who looked extremely pleased with himself.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, her mouth tasting like cotton.
"Awhile," he said going over and running a small bottle under Riddick's nose. Riddick's head popped up. Racheal realized what was going on.
"You drugged us?" she asked, disbelieving it.
Johns pointed to a small vent in the ceiling. Racheal's eyes went from the vent, back to Johns.
"Comatine, Gas-form." he sneered. "Its odor-less, color-less, and taste-less."
"Not exactly legal either…" Riddick added from behind him, still chained. "Not that you care much about what substances are legal and what aren't" Johns' smile faltered for a moment, then it was back---set firmly into place.
Racheal wondered what Riddick was talking about. She figured he knew something she didn't. Riddick's eyes caught hers for a split second, but then they were back on Johns.
"Here's the deal," Johns began, "We are getting ready to board a commercial shipping freight, The Hunter-Gratzner. It's going to take us to the Tangiers system. Boarding is in one hour."
"Cryo-sleep?" Racheal winced. She had only been cryo-ed once, and she hated it. For her, cryo-sleep was like a dream she couldn't wake from, no matter how hard she tried.
"Yes, cryo-sleep." he answered.
"I don't want to be cryo-ed," she said trying to get her hands out of the restraints.
"Should've thought about that before you went AWOL from Company." Johns said, going back to his computer.
"AWOL?!" she exclaimed. "How many times do I have to tell you that I was kidnapped before you'll believe me?"
"It makes no difference if I believe you or not." he reminded.
She bit her lip. He was right. His opinion didn't matter. Company was the one doing this to her. She figured it was because she didn't sign on to have Riddick nuked. Now look where it got her, facing a Company hearing. Which meant Company would chose it's own council to determine the 'facts' and rule whether or not she could be trusted again.
Screw it, she thought, its not worth it. Let Company think what they want. Its out of my hands anyway.
"Can I get a shower first?" she asked.
"Alright," he agreed after a moments thought. He untied her, and was leading her to the bathroom.
"Can I join you?" Riddick asked her with a half smile. His playful tone caught Racheal off guard. Slowly, realizing he was joking, she smiled too.
"Sure," she laughed. Riddick and her shared a moment, holding a glance neither one of them wanted to let go of.
"Alright," Johns said interrupting them, "break it up." He dragged Racheal out of the room a little more forcefully than he needed to, and led her to the bathroom. He followed her into the cramped bathroom and locked it behind him.
"I'm perfectly capable of bathing myself." she said once she noticed that he had no intention of leaving.
"I'm sure you are," he smiled, "but I'm not leaving you alone in here."
"Fine," she said hatefully, "have it your way." She didn't get naked. Instead, she just held her head over the drain and washed her hair, then she wet a washrag and sponge-bathed the rest of herself under her clothes. She was pretty proud of herself for not letting Johns get a cheap thrill off of her. After she was done she gave him a gratified smile. Johns grabbed her forcefully by the arm and brought her up to his chest, pinning her tightly up against the wall.
"You think you're pretty smart, don't you?" he asked, his nose close to hers.
"Let go of me," she struggled against him, but his grasp was too tight for her to wiggle free.
"I have half a mind to teach you a lesson," he threatened getting even closer, his grip tightening.
"You're hurting me." she said. That brought a smile to his face. The next thing she knew his lips were on hers, hot and forceful. She tried to get away but it was no use. She wasn't going to get away from him until he let her go. After a long kiss, he pulled his face away, leaving his body pressed to hers, allowing her to feel his entire form. She didn't say anything, just waited for it to be over. Never in her life had she hated anyone more than she hated him at that moment. He let her go a instant later, only holding her a bit longer to show that he could.
****
They boarded the Hunter-Gratzner, all eyes staring at them. Johns had Riddick blind-folded so he wouldn't get any ideas about escaping. It was a sleek black leather band covering most of his face. Racheal wasn't angry about the blind-fold, what made her mad was the bit in his mouth.
They had gotten there early, before many of the passengers. Johns first stuffed Riddick into his cryo-chamber. She watched him checking and then double checking Riddick's restraints.
"You're going to leave that in his mouth?" she asked as Johns closed the cryo-chamber door, which read Lockout Protocol- No Early Release.
"Shut up." Johns said grabbing her and restraining her into her cryo-chamber. "Feel lucky you're not wearing one." Then she was sealed in.
She watched as Johns went over and double checked his gear. A blaster that looked like a shot gun, his ammo, and the rest of his things. A few moments later it was time for take off. Johns was inside his tube as well. The last thing she saw was Johns smile and then wink at her. A surge of hatred engulfed her as she slipped into cryo-sleep.
please r/r!
Racheal awoke with Johns standing over her. How long had he been there? How long had she been asleep? She didn't remember even falling asleep. She looked over at Riddick, he was slumped over, still chained. Her head was groggy and her stomach was upset. She looked up at Johns, who looked extremely pleased with himself.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, her mouth tasting like cotton.
"Awhile," he said going over and running a small bottle under Riddick's nose. Riddick's head popped up. Racheal realized what was going on.
"You drugged us?" she asked, disbelieving it.
Johns pointed to a small vent in the ceiling. Racheal's eyes went from the vent, back to Johns.
"Comatine, Gas-form." he sneered. "Its odor-less, color-less, and taste-less."
"Not exactly legal either…" Riddick added from behind him, still chained. "Not that you care much about what substances are legal and what aren't" Johns' smile faltered for a moment, then it was back---set firmly into place.
Racheal wondered what Riddick was talking about. She figured he knew something she didn't. Riddick's eyes caught hers for a split second, but then they were back on Johns.
"Here's the deal," Johns began, "We are getting ready to board a commercial shipping freight, The Hunter-Gratzner. It's going to take us to the Tangiers system. Boarding is in one hour."
"Cryo-sleep?" Racheal winced. She had only been cryo-ed once, and she hated it. For her, cryo-sleep was like a dream she couldn't wake from, no matter how hard she tried.
"Yes, cryo-sleep." he answered.
"I don't want to be cryo-ed," she said trying to get her hands out of the restraints.
"Should've thought about that before you went AWOL from Company." Johns said, going back to his computer.
"AWOL?!" she exclaimed. "How many times do I have to tell you that I was kidnapped before you'll believe me?"
"It makes no difference if I believe you or not." he reminded.
She bit her lip. He was right. His opinion didn't matter. Company was the one doing this to her. She figured it was because she didn't sign on to have Riddick nuked. Now look where it got her, facing a Company hearing. Which meant Company would chose it's own council to determine the 'facts' and rule whether or not she could be trusted again.
Screw it, she thought, its not worth it. Let Company think what they want. Its out of my hands anyway.
"Can I get a shower first?" she asked.
"Alright," he agreed after a moments thought. He untied her, and was leading her to the bathroom.
"Can I join you?" Riddick asked her with a half smile. His playful tone caught Racheal off guard. Slowly, realizing he was joking, she smiled too.
"Sure," she laughed. Riddick and her shared a moment, holding a glance neither one of them wanted to let go of.
"Alright," Johns said interrupting them, "break it up." He dragged Racheal out of the room a little more forcefully than he needed to, and led her to the bathroom. He followed her into the cramped bathroom and locked it behind him.
"I'm perfectly capable of bathing myself." she said once she noticed that he had no intention of leaving.
"I'm sure you are," he smiled, "but I'm not leaving you alone in here."
"Fine," she said hatefully, "have it your way." She didn't get naked. Instead, she just held her head over the drain and washed her hair, then she wet a washrag and sponge-bathed the rest of herself under her clothes. She was pretty proud of herself for not letting Johns get a cheap thrill off of her. After she was done she gave him a gratified smile. Johns grabbed her forcefully by the arm and brought her up to his chest, pinning her tightly up against the wall.
"You think you're pretty smart, don't you?" he asked, his nose close to hers.
"Let go of me," she struggled against him, but his grasp was too tight for her to wiggle free.
"I have half a mind to teach you a lesson," he threatened getting even closer, his grip tightening.
"You're hurting me." she said. That brought a smile to his face. The next thing she knew his lips were on hers, hot and forceful. She tried to get away but it was no use. She wasn't going to get away from him until he let her go. After a long kiss, he pulled his face away, leaving his body pressed to hers, allowing her to feel his entire form. She didn't say anything, just waited for it to be over. Never in her life had she hated anyone more than she hated him at that moment. He let her go a instant later, only holding her a bit longer to show that he could.
****
They boarded the Hunter-Gratzner, all eyes staring at them. Johns had Riddick blind-folded so he wouldn't get any ideas about escaping. It was a sleek black leather band covering most of his face. Racheal wasn't angry about the blind-fold, what made her mad was the bit in his mouth.
They had gotten there early, before many of the passengers. Johns first stuffed Riddick into his cryo-chamber. She watched him checking and then double checking Riddick's restraints.
"You're going to leave that in his mouth?" she asked as Johns closed the cryo-chamber door, which read Lockout Protocol- No Early Release.
"Shut up." Johns said grabbing her and restraining her into her cryo-chamber. "Feel lucky you're not wearing one." Then she was sealed in.
She watched as Johns went over and double checked his gear. A blaster that looked like a shot gun, his ammo, and the rest of his things. A few moments later it was time for take off. Johns was inside his tube as well. The last thing she saw was Johns smile and then wink at her. A surge of hatred engulfed her as she slipped into cryo-sleep.
please r/r!