here's the chapter you've all been waiting for. nothing to graphic, pg-13 for inuendo etc... just have fun!

Jack literally felt her arms weaken. They dropped to her sides as she stepped back from T. Ignoring his shout of concern Jack almost flew down the stairs into the open dance pit. Angles were different, disorienting as people jumped around her, tugging her back or pushing her forward. But she'd spent the last three years on this floor, she knew it like nobody else. Suddenly it seemed the entire crowd moved aside for her, and a long aisle formed for her to see. He just stood there, amidst the chaos. She paused…

Riddick had no idea what he was doing. She wasn't going to care, in fact, she'd probably ignore him, never speak to him again. He wondered when he began thinking like a nervous teenager…

Jack waited until his silver plated eyes looked up and matched with her own gaze. So many emotions surged through her, she felt her heart almost stop as his lips drooped into a self-depreciating little smirk. She couldn't hear the music anymore, though for the past few years it was all she was, it had been her soul when he left. And now he was back, and she couldn't hear it anymore. What did that make her? Was she dependant on him? No, she'd survived forthirteen years before she even knew him, and three years after he left. She could survive without him.

Suddenly Riddick found Jack wrapped around him. Her arms were around his neck, her cheek to his cheek and her legs wrapped around his waist. His hands snapped up to her head and pulled back so they stared at each other. He could feel her heartbeat against his chest. The pounding music fell on deaf ears. As he released her head and wrapped his arms around her, their lips met. Her hands smoothed over his head as she angled her kiss down, their eyes still open they stared as they devoured each other.

Terence sighed. It was so romantic. He switched discs and kept the music jumping, but the two in the center of the room were completely absorbed. He turned slightly when the tall dangerous looking chic stepped out of the lounge.

"Well isn't that cute." She purred as she looked down at the couple. She took the last sip of her coffee and set the cup down on the ledge.

"You know the big guy?" T asked.

"As well as anyone I suppose."

"He's not going to hurt my Jaquline?" T moved the cup from the ledge, where it could fall and damage a customer, to a pile of his cups which would be washed at the end of the night.

"They're going to have to trust each other, I guess." She turned and started walking down the stairs.

"You are staying for a bit? Any requests?" T asked as she turned to smile at him. And heaven, she had a nice smile. He felt his heart go out and splat as she shook her head.

"Nope, heading out tonight."

"Any messages for the happy couple?"

"No… wait, yes."

"Let's go somewhere else…" Riddick muttered against Jack's lips.

"Anywhere else…" she agreed. Then gasped and pulled away, "I still have work!" She looked up at T's booth, who looked down and waved with a big wink.

"Skip it."

"I'll…" Riddick attacked her lips again. God he had no idea that having her wrapped around him this way would effect him so seriously. He couldn't let her go, or everyone who knew the signs would know how seriously. In fact Jack smirked and licked his lips, causing him to groan.

She looked up at T's booth again and noticed that the wave had become a shooing motion.

"I'll skip it."

"Good."

Jack woke up in her own bed. With Riddick lying half on, half off her body, his hand entwined with her own, flung over her head. She stretched slowly under him, he groaned at the movement. She let her other hand lay on his head and smiled when she felt the stubble. Her hand followed his spine down to his butt, which she pinched hard. She laughed when he flinched and his eyes opened to the bright sunlight shining in through her windows. He groaned and shut them again.

"Riddick…" Jack leaned over to kiss him gently. He smiled as she tentatively explored his lips with her own. She was so careful; soft… he kissed her back, softer than he had the night before. It was a morning for lazing in bed…

When they finally showered, together, and dressed… eventually, they went downstairs and foraged around in Imam's fridge. They found fruit and left over chicken from the night before. They ate it cold while sitting at the kitchen table.

"Welcome back my friend." Imam chuckled as he entered through the kitchen garden door. He'd just returned from a meeting, his day had started hours before.

"Sorry it took so long." Riddick said, more to Jack than Imam, and both knew it.

"Sorry you felt it had to." Imam corrected and sat next to Jack. He took an apple slice from her and watched Riddicks eyes sink to his own plate.

"Where's Patty?" Riddick asked Imam, changing the subject.

"Miss Patty did not stay the night. She informed me that she had left her business on the back burner chasing you around and she was not going to waste anymore time on your selfishness."

"She chartered off?" Riddick was confused.

"I was lead to believe she was stealing your ship."

"She has my ship?" Riddick set the apple down and crossed his arms. He frowned and mentally checked his pockets. Patty had his key card. "She stole my ship."

"Means you're stuck here for a while my friend." Imam pointed out. "At least until you get a new ship."

"I guess." Riddick shrugged and went back to his lunch. "There are worse things." He reached out his arm and snagged Jack around the waist, pulling her into his side.

"Yes, I see." Imam nodded and wisely left the conversation, he had a meeting to go to anyway.

Later that night Jack watched as Riddick slept. His arms encircled her waist, as if she'd become a big teddy bear. She missed that when he'd gone. He could trust her like no other, and she knew he'd protect her. He mumbled and shifted, his arms tightened and brought his nose to rest in between her breasts.

"My Jackie…" he sighed and stopped moving. Jack just smiled, kissed the top of his bald head and let sleep take her.