Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Riddick or have him locked away in my basement, I also don't own any of the other PB or COR characters so don't sue me.

Summary: don't really have one yet….it just is and ummm enjoy.

Dark Nights

"What are you doing here Jack?"

"I came to find you."

"Why?"

"Why?! Because I want to work with you."

Riddick laughed. "No."

"Why not," Jack argued. "I'm strong and fast and a lot smarter then these dopes you're working with now."

He only stared a her.

"I was trained for this. Common Riddick."

"Trained by who? Imam?" He laughed again.

"No." She paused. "I'm a Merc." She couldn't exactly tell because he was wearing goggles but she was pretty sure he was pissed. "I signed with them to get trained, make some money and find you.

"You signed with mercs." He whispered and stood up. He signalled to Drake and walked out of the bar. Drake followed.

Jack only waited until the door closed then got up and ran after them. They were gone. She went left and searched the dark alleys. No sign of them. Shit. She went in circles for a while hoping if anyone was following her they would get lost or just leave.

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She went into her dark room in the motel and flicked the lights on. Nothing happened. She froze. She felt something brush against her neck and tensed. She saw Riddick's eyes appear in front of her, maybe four feet away. Whatever brushed against her neck she could hear walking away.

"No one tracked me here. I'm alone." She stumbled out.

"Bad place to be. Alone," came Riddick's slow menacing voice.

"Never bothered you. I'm a big girl, I can handle my self."

"Really?" Drakes voice came from right in front of her.

His fist pounded into her stomach. She gasped loudly from the unexpected punch but responded quickly. She grabbed his fist and swung him around and kicked him in the back. He stumbled forward and turned around. She crouched and slid under him lifting her foot to kick him where he counts, but he caught her foot and laughed.

"Contacts cover the colour of shinned eyes pretty well don't they girlie?" Drake pushed her foot down and pinned her hands to the ground before she could get up. She went to kick him but Riddick grabbed her feet.

"Now Jack, that wouldn't be very nice."

They released her and she sat up, her eyes darting around.

The light came on in the far corner of the room. She could see again. Drake was by the door and Riddick walked in front of her. Her heart pounded away in her chest, trying to claw its way out. She stayed calm and tried to breathe normally.

"Take off your jacket." Riddick commanded.

"What?" She backed up and bumped into Drake.

"We have to see if you're bugged. Or would you rather be frisked?" A hint of wishful thinking lingered in his voice.

Drake lifted up her jacket and she wiggled out of it moving closer to Riddick.

"I'm not wired. The room isn't tapped. I came here on my own against orders. No one knows I'm here, I swear it. I wouldn't do anything to harm you."

"I think she fancies you Blue." Drake laughed and began to frisk her.

"Going against your orders to hunt down Riddick eh? That would be a good reason to track you. I'm sure they already know your connections.

"She's clean." Drake backed away.

"We found a tracker in one of your bags."

She looked surprised and ran to her bags digging through them.

"I think we should kill her." said Drake.

"I agree."

She looked like a wounded, betrayed animal lost in a world not her own. Pretty pathetic.

Riddick crouched in front of her. "What do you think.?"

"They betrayed me. Why would they do that?"

"They're Mers, that's why. They cant be trusted. And now, neither can you Jack."

"But I'm not like the others."

"Sure. That's what they all say." Drake pulled out a gun and aimed it at her head.

"No." Riddick pushed the gun away. "We should make it look like a suicide." He placed a shiv in her hand.

"No." She handed the metal piece of death back to it's owner. "I want you to do it." She said with intense seriousness.

In a quick swoop he grabbed the shiv and pinned her throat to the ground with it, not applying too much pressure. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." She swallowed hard and stared at him.

"Well, you've got courage. I'll give you that Jackie." Riddick took the shiv off her neck and helped her sit up.

Confusion was slapped all across her face as her hand went to her reddened throat.