Death's Grin 2
"Strap in, Jackie girl, we're jetting out of here." Riddick called back to Jack, who was changing in their bedroom. "I mean it!"
"Fine!" She yelled back, jogging into the control room, dressed in the same silver top and a pair of baggy army-green pants. Sitting down, she pulled down the straps from the back of the chair and buckled herself in, glancing over at Riddick who was blatantly staring at her.
"Is it that hard to put on a shirt? You know I can't fly with a distraction like that," Riddick said, shaking his head. He pulled back the acceleration lever slowly, the ship moving out from the port. Jack secured a headset on, fixing the mouth piece and connecting the wire to the radio she clipped at her waist band.
"You told me to get going, so consider it a test," she replied, opening the communications to the port tower. "This is JNR9047 requesting permission to take off."
"This is tower, checking for clear runway." An accented voice came through the line. Riddick idly trailed his hand up Jack's thigh and she ignored it up until a point, when she grabbed it, took out a pen and drew a heart on his hand. He pulled it back as if it had been burned and glared at her, but the tower communications line had opened again.
"JNR9047 you have permission to take off. Safe flying, ma'am." The polite voice said and Jack smiled.
"Thank you, sir, have a good day."
"Same to you."
Jack cut the connection and glanced over at Riddick who was concentrating on pulling the ship out into the atmosphere. She sat back and let him work, pulling up holographic screens to check the ship's supplies and the like. When they were clear out of the planet's atmosphere, Riddick began to set a course. Jack unbuckled the straps and leaned back in the chair, watching Riddick's movement. When he finished he sat back and sent a glare to Jack.
"That was unnecessary and you know it." He said, rubbing at the ink on his hand that wasn't fading. Jack rolled her eyes and looked over at him.
"Just having some fun, okay? Take it easy. Look, in some ten minutes the money will be wired, our cred chips overflowing with cash again and it's all good." She said, taking one hand from behind her head and motioning with it.
"Jack…" he trailed off, his hand a little red from rubbing it so hard.
"Yeah?"
"How far were you going to let him go?" He asked, looking down into his lap. Jack sat up immediately and looked hard at him.
"Riddick, look at me." She ordered and he looked up warily. "If he hadn't been such a creep, maybe a little farther then that, but nothing beyond. The knife really cut things short, no pun intended." He looked down again and started rubbing at his hand again.
"Riddick… c'mon…there's only one man who can ever go that far with me and he's sitting right next to me." She said and Riddick looked up again and she could sense the relief. Standing, she stepped over to his seat, sat on his lap and unbuckled his straps, standing again to pull him from his seat. "Let's clean this off, big guy."
She took him by the hand and went down the hallway, through their bedroom door and through the room and into their bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, she pulled his hand until he was standing directly behind her, his breath softly blowing against her neck. She turned on the tap and grabbing a washcloth and bar of soap, she set to work gently washing the ink off his hand. She stopped for a moment and leaned back against his chest, his other hand snaking around her waist and pulling her against him.
"Riddick, when can we break from this?" She asked, leaning forward to continue to scrub the ink off his hand.
"Don't you like this?" He questioned back and she threw the washcloth into the sink with a wet smack and turned around and glared at him fiercely.
"How many more times am I going to have to say 'you know I like it' until it gets through to you! I love this, I love all of it! The thrill, the danger, risk, whatever it is, I love it and I love it even more because I man I love is right there next to me the entire time! I'm just asking when we'll be good enough to pick and choose among the offers, good enough to disappear for a while to relax. That is what I want to know!" She yelled, landing her fist on his chest, but not to hurt.
"Christ, that's what you want to know? Why? If you love it so much why do you need to know?" He asked her and she snarled up at him.
"Because," she shoved him away from her and walked to the bathroom door, "I don't know about you, but that kill…Mr. Morgan, the one before this slick bastard, that one hurt me, Riddick. You know why?"
He stayed silent.
"He had a wife and kids, Riddick, a wife who was once a world-famous criminal, he was just this average guy with a weird past that slipped into her lifestyle and they worked as a team for a while before they settled down and had kids. Doesn't that sound just a little familiar?" She shot at him, turning to leave the room.
As she stepped away he reached out and caught her wrist, sharply tugging her back into his chest. She didn't resist but glared at him as she looked up into his eyes.
"You don't think I was thinking the same thing, Jack? You're getting at the fact that there could be two others after us who will kill us?"
"It's not only that, we killed a husband and father. This last one, we just rid the world of a parasitic bastard, but we killed a father, Riddick, and a husband." She said, a sad guilt filling her eyes.
"A father, husband and weapons dealer! He was a threat to his family all along and they never knew!" Riddick exclaimed and grit his teeth when Jack winced at his sudden raised tone.
"He was still a father." She stated and looked down, breathing loudly.
"We can't do this if we're going to be thinking of the consequences of what we do. We kill for money and we know it, all of them, out there? They kill people for profit too, but they just don't know it. They are indirect causes for the deaths of innocent people, Jack. We, we are direct causes for the deaths of dangerous people, the people that are the indirect causes." He reasoned and he wasn't sure it made sense.
"You're right." She replied and looked up again, standing on her toes to kiss his cheek. He moved at the last second and captured her lips in his and for a long moment their mouths moved silently against each other before her arms slipped around his neck and they broke apart for air.
"You going to be alright now?" He asked, leaning her forehead against hers.
"Still want a vacation, but yeah, with this sex, I think I'll manage just fine." She smirked and stepped back. A large smile broke the smirk and she laughed aloud before sprinting out of their room and into the hallway. "Catch me if you can!" She shouted and he was right behind her.
"Can't hide from this beast, Jackie girl!" He yelled back and chased her around the ship, her body just inches away from his grip every time. Finally they ended up in the main room and Jack jumped into the pilot's chair and swiveled around in it before Riddick shot out his hand and stopped it.
"That was fun, should do that more often." She said, a soft smile returning to her face.
Riddick faced the chair towards him and gripped the two ends of the back of the chair, leaning into Jack to kiss her. Just as she pulled her body up to meet him, a holographic image to her left flickered up over the control boards. Riddick stepped back and glared at the man in the image.
"Looks like I interrupted some sweet lovin', Dickie boy." The voice made Jack wince in repulsion.
"What the fuck do you want?" Riddick growled, his silver glare making Jack nervous, he really didn't like this guy at all. She turned to face the screen and she didn't recognize the man there. A man from Riddick's past?
"Well, first off I'd like a fling in any bed with that sweet whore of yours-"
"NOW!" Riddick yelled, his voice rumbling the ship like surrounding thunder.
"No need to yell, Dick. Just decided I'd drop a line, you know a pleasantry."
"Why?"
"Figure if I was going to be making your lives miserable and giving you both hell, I'd say hello first." He smirked and Jack shuddered, this man was disgusting.
"Go fuck yourself, Toombs." Riddick snarled and cut the connection.
Sorry for the shortness, it'll get longer soon.
Thanks to these reviewers:
IT – You were the first reviewer, good job. Very proud indeed.
TotallyRiddickObsessed – Hey, glad to see you reviewing this new story, makes me happy. There will be more as to what Jack and Riddick are up to in the next chapter, just wanted to use this one to kick the plot into action, mind if I refer to you as TRO in the review-thanks?
njrd – Hey! I loved your last chapter for Soul Mates. I'm going along the lines of professional assassins, yes, but it will be clearer in the following chapters. Glad you liked the hidden characters of Riddick and Jack in the beginning.
Nikita1506 – Oh yes, Riddick and Jack will be reigning supreme.
TrunksgirlBlaze27 – Glad you like it, sorry about the shortness of the chapter.
lamyka – I had a few ideas for how to get the story going, I might use them later on for different situations.