A/N: Okey dokey, we've got a snowstorm up in this region of Canada, and the schools are closed, so I have time to type finally. I'll reply to the Reviewers at the end of this chapter, (still LOVE you guys) 'cause I feel like writing. Well, let's start and stop rambling.

Chapter 4: Strange Awakenings

Amaya woke slowly to the hushed voices of people above her. She smelt Johns, Fry and Shazza, who were talking in one corner, and Riddick and the others were outside.

Sitting up with a groan, she rubbed her shoulder with her free hand, fighting down a wave of nausea from lack of water. She licked her lips until they stopped cracking, re-opening the cut from where Johns had hit her earlier.

Jack ran into the remains of the ship, and was about to say something to the other adults before noticing she was awake. "Oh my God Amaya, we thought you were dead! Johns carried you back to the ship, when you were unconscious, and Riddick got REALLY mad, you should have seen him! If you weren't hurt, he would have probably torn Johns in half! And then he re-located your shoulder, you were still unconscious but he was really gentle with you and when Johns tried to butt in he said-" Jack was about to say something else, but a heavy hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"I think she's tired Jack, why don't you help Paris go through his shit?" The deep voice of Riddick sent a shiver down her spine, and she shook her head at the idea it wasn't one of fear.

Jack nodded, and with a smile to Amaya, ran out of the cabin. "Here," Riddick said quietly, tossing Amaya a bottle of something old and probably expensive. She caught it with one hand, reading the label curiously.

"Sorry Riddick, but I don't do alcohol." Riddick met her eyes with an almost angry expression. "Well it's that or dehydrate, your choice." Amaya just shook her head, flicking the cap off the bottle and taking a sip of the amber liquid. It burned like hell, but she swallowed and let the liquid travel down her parched throat.

"Thanks…" She said slowly as Riddick knelt next to her, helping her to sit up straighter as she took another sip of the liquid. Hmmm, I could get used to this stuff. Her conscience told her, but she just shook her head.

Riddick's deep rumble shook her out of her reverie. "I want you to tell me something Amaya, and tell me the truth." He began, setting his silver eyes on hers. She made eye contact, but knew if she held it, he'd be able to see right through her cool façade.

"Okay…." She replied slowly, raising an eyebrow curiously. He seemed occupied about something, but she wasn't sure what.

"You knew there was something in that hole, and it would have been easy enough for you to kick John's ass, so why did you go in anyway?" Amaya started to make up an explanation, but Riddick's expression immediately silenced her.

Gently pulling her to her feet, Riddick stared down at her, the sheer presence of him almost overwhelming. "You know what? Fine I'll tell you, you'll probably find out somehow." She took a brave step closer, her eyes blazing.

"Johns said it was you or me, and I wasn't about to take that risk." Her voice slowly trailed off, and Amaya let her eyes fall to his boots. She bit her lip as his rough but gentle fingers traced her jawbone, pulling her chin to face him.

"Don't do it again." He growled, making sure his eyes were boring into hers. Amaya moved to protest, but he stopped her. "You heard me. Your life is worth a hell of a lot more than mine, and "the risk" could be more than you know. So promise you won't do it again." He had stepped even closer to her while he spoke, and Amaya could feel their breath mingling, the scent of him beginning to get very distracting.

"I promise, but I don't understand why my life is so important, it doesn't matter much to me anyway." She said quietly as she turned away, moving for the door. She was almost through when Riddick caught her wrist, pulling her back towards him.

"Well it matters to me." His tone was final, and she nodded before walking out of the ship.

A/N: Okay, that was short, but I needed to put it in eventually. I may put another chappie up tonight, you never know, so review fast and I probably will. Oh, and I hope Riddick was in character, if he wasn't I NEED TO KNOW! okay, better now. On to the reviewers!

Kiia: I'm sorry about the spelling mistake, thanks for reminding me. I sometimes forget stuff, and a precise reader helps me a lot with that. Oh, I'm sorry about the shackling part, but some reviewers cough BK cough wanted them to get a wee bit "closer" so hey, I did my best.

Inwe Tasartir: Thank you, I do my best. And another cool name by the way.

BK: Ok, let's begin. You're not MS-ish just yet (jk, jk, don't sue) I actually like your stuff, detailed. Well, Riddick Protection arrived! I had wanted to do that in the first place, but you helped, so I hope I pleased you. I'm having a couple ideas about Riddick/Amaya, but they'd only work out if I had a sequel, so if this story turns out, I just may.

A/N 2: So people Review and I shall give cookies galore! Also, I kinda " Borrowed" a line from CoR, but it fit REALLY well, so please don't flame me for that. (Oh and yeah, I'm kinda looking for a BETA, so anyone who wants in can just email me at that would be excellent.)