Revelation

Rated R for violence, language, and adult situations. I don't own Riddick or Jack. I'm not making any money of this either. Thank you to all that have reviewed and a BIG thanks to CJRUN for letting me know about the anonymous review thing. That's been fixed so review away lol.

Jack just sat on the middle of the bed. Not moving, not talking. She was thoroughly embarrassed about what had transpired at Ram's, and then again when she got home. Who would have thought Riddick actually brought people here? She whispered. "Thought he was way to paranoid for that." Jack stretched out wishing hard that Riddick would get his ass out of the bathroom so she could wash Rams smell of her. "And what was with that girl?" "What if Riddick's in love with her, well as close to love as Riddick could get." The thought startled Jack and damn near made her cry. She had never really thought Riddick event talked to people, let alone brought them home and. Jack closed her eyes at the thought of Riddick and that girl. Her stomach turned. If he fell in love he might leave her alone again. If he fell in love she would lose her place as his right hand man err women. If he fell in love then she would lose him. And it was the last sentence that really gave her a ping of emotion. "I can not let Riddick get to close to that woman." Jack swore, she had no idea on how she would do that, or if she even had anything to worry about. But Riddick took her in didn't he? Maybe he'd go out on a limb for another human being and damn it she wasn't sharing him with anyone.

Riddick washed his hands and went to get something to eat. He was feeling unusually good because his plan had worked. She had gotten home way earlier than he planned on her getting home, but catching him fucking Rebecca was an even better plan then what he had in mind. Riddick chuckled to himself , remembering Jack's face when she came in. Riddick's plan was a cruel one and it involved lots of playing with emotions, but if in the long run Jack stayed away from that Ram guy he'd be happy. He knew Jack had laid claim on him years ago even if she didn't know quite what that entailed. And he also knew that women didn't like their men to be struck by another female, even if they weren't using them. "Wish she'd use me." Riddick growled. He threw the towel in the sink and went in search to find her.

He watched her writing something feverishly on her bed.

"Hungry?" He asked raising his eyebrows at the way she grabbed whatever she was writing up fast and hide it in her drawer.

"Yeah a little." She shrugged "But I got to take a shower first." She answered brushing past him. Riddick could smell the other man on her and it infuriated him, almost to a blinding rage and he had to use all his strength not to knock her out for letting some man touch her. Instead of hitting her he smelled her, lips coming lightly in contact with her pulse in her neck.

Jack jumped out of her skin when she felt Riddick's lips on her neck. Her stomach went hay- wire with butterflies and her whole body tingled. She looked up at Riddick expectantly only to see his frown.

"He smells like a punk." He shot at her before walking away.

She was damn disappointed and had no idea why. "He wasn't kissing you stupid, he was smelling you and you know damn well he doesn't even notice you like that."

The little voice in Jack's head spoke back with vigor. "Well then you'd better start making him."