"Why in the fuck did you go and do a thing like that?" he asked casually. It was something he was used to talking about. He had asked and been asked that a lot in Slam. He tried to imagine Jack in Slam. She could make it. She had the right stuff. Or maybe he just hoped so.

"He was going to….rape….me Riddick," she said looking at the floor and not him. She slowly stopped crying. She felt better now that she had said it. At least he knew and could try and understand now.

"Did he?" he asked. If he didn't he would be proud of her. She was a smart girl and strong for her size. He had molded her so she would be.

"Nope, I killed him instead," she told him. He couldn't help but look proud.

She glanced up. Seeing his face she was surprised. She had been so sure he would be pissed at her for doing something stupid. Her heart jumped a bit and her tears stopped.

"Good going," he said with a smirk.

She felt like she could have died and been happy. He didn't hate her, he didn't want her gone. He was proud of her. He was praising her. He thought she was in the right all along. She shouldn't have worried so much.

"Thanks..." she said beginning to smile. His voice cut into her joy.
"That wasn't praise kid. You got yourself into a fucked up a little mess here which I'm going to have to get you out of," he said.

"You don't have to Riddick. I'll just go and everything will be fine," Jack said softly looking at the floor. She meant it too.

"What you think their going to find a dead body and not coming for some guy rumored to have silver eyes?" he demanded sounding annoyed.

"True I didn't think of that. Oh God Riddick I ruined everything didn't I?" she asked trying not to cry. She rubbed her nose which was starting to run.

"I never thought things would stay good this long so I guess it's not that big of a loss," he said getting up, "Get into some traveling clothing. Take one bag with only things you gotta have. No fucking computer disc, extra hair crap or school garbage. Your never going back to that place. You fucked up, deal with it"

She nodded and asked, "Why don't you just ghost me Riddick?"

He glared over at her. Did she think 5 fucking years together meant so little to him. That was longer then he'd been with any other human in his life besides the guys in Slam but they didn't count worth crap she was only the person in the fucking universe he could stand. She thought he'd just ghost her.

Then again why shouldn't he? He was the infamous Riddick right? Riddick didn't go soft. Not on some half developed fuck up.

He started playing with the shiv on his belt. The trip would be a lot easier without her. No complaining teenager chasing after him, no extra weight and best all he would be back to being alone like he should be.

Riddick turned quickly and put the shiv to herneck. He looked down at her growling a bit pushing it onto her throat. He didn't even draw blood. She sat frozen and a little scared. He took in a hard breath.

"That what you want kid? An easy way out. No more running, no more pain just one quick slit. I thought I taught you better then that," he said looking down at her stunned face with even colder then normal eyes.

"No," she said let out with a strangled whimper of fear. He eased up and got off her.

"Go pack your crap were leaving," he said standing up

"But…" she started

"Fucking shut and do it," he demanded and she scurried off like a scared rabbit. He snarled and tossed over the table. He won't have to clean it up. It didn't matter to him.

Nothing should matter to him. He was Riddick. He was a killer. He didn't have little girls fallowing him. He didn't need or want anything. But he did want something. He wanted something more then anything in the world. Damn fucking hell he had gotten soft for something.

Jack came out a moment later. Her bagged backed under her arms. She didn't have anything in it, but clothing and a few picture plus her diary but she wasn't going to tell him that. Not that he would care. She could scream everything she felt for him out there and he wouldn't care. She had to get over this. He was Riddick.

"Why are you even bothering taking me with you Riddick I'm not worth your time" Jack said feeling like she had let him down, "I'll just go give myself in."

"No" Riddick said sternly.

"Give me one good reason," she said starting to walk off.

He grabbed her and pulled her close to him from behind whispering into her ear "Well there's nothing I can do. Only wanna be with you."

Jack's eyes went huge and she didn't know what to say. It was a dream come true. She went to turn and heard a bang. She gasped and felt a pain in her side. She put her hand to it feeling like she was in slow motion. She looked at the blood on her hands and felt blackness coming over her. She heard a faint "Jack" from Riddick but it seems miles away. The darkness took her over and she wondered why

Well there's nothing I can do
Only wanna be with you
You can call me your fool
Only wanna be with you
Yeah I'm tangled up in blue
Only wanna be with you