Eddie was laying back on the bed in his hotel room, thinking about the past few days' events, and how they had all led up to Riddick showing up tonight.
He had been watching Jack record a new song, when he was told that there was a message for him. He took the paper and quickly scanned the short note. Halfway through, he froze. Quickly, he looked up and silently moved himself into a dark corner. He read the note slower this time.
"I know what she's been through. I was there with her. I left her alone. That was my mistake. I'm coming back for her. Soon."
He'd gulped and looked up at Jack, who was smiling at him from the recording booth. He smiled back hesitantly.
Eddie was pulled out of his memory by a knock on his door.
"Who is it?"
"Room service."
He sighed and stood, "Coming."
As he opened the door, he smiled. The hotel waiter brought his food in, had him sign the book, and left without saying a word. If only there were times when Jack would've done that.
"Eddie?"
"What love?"
"Tell me about Ireland."
"I don't remember much of it lassie."
"Tell me what you remember."
"Jackie girl, it's four in th' damn mornin' can't ya go ta sleep?"
"No. Talk to me."
"I be tired Jack."
"Please?"
"Jackie, are they still tha' bad?"
"What?"
"Th' nightmares love. Are they still tha' bad?"
"Only when I realize that Riddick's not here to protect me anymore."
"Jackie,"
"I'm sorry Eddie. I knew I said I wouldn't bring him up, but it's so hard."
He could hear her start to cry and got up off his bed on the tour bus. He sat down next to her and rubbed her back.
"Shh, Jackie girl. S'all right now love. Ya don't hav' ta worry about a thing. C'mon now Jackie. Calm down an' I'll tell ya what I remember of Ireland."
"Okay," she replied, tears still falling.
Eddie chuckled as he dug into his food. That night, Jack and he had gone to a club. It was the one night that he had wished that Riddick was there to protect her.
Jack, Eddie and Shawnee Brown (famed singer/songwriter) had walked into Club ERing around 9:30. They gotten their drinks, sat down at a booth in the back and talked for a while. Then, Jack and Shawnee had gotten up to dance. Eddie saw as a man pushed his way through the crowd to get to Jack. He grabbed her and started dancing with her. He wouldn't let her go, even when she was trying to get away nicely. He finally whispered something in her ear that must've made her angry because she whipped around and slapped him hard across the face. She had started to walk away when the guy grabbed her wrist; Eddie tensed up as he watched the scene unfold before him. He chuckled as Jack went back to the guy, said something to him and made him let go of her. She left then, probably to find Shawnee. Eddie got up and went to the front of the club so he could get the car for them. When Jack and Shawnee came out of the club, she smiled at Eddie and told him that the two were going to walk a bit and to pick them up at Madison's. Eddie merely nodded and got into the car. It was three hours later, when he got a phone call from Jack, when he found out what happened.
Eddie frowned at this memory. It was the one time that he had wanted Riddick around. And now that he was back, well, things were going to change. Jack would change now, now that her Dark Angel was back. Eddie smiled again, but at least she would stop being so damned evil, well, maybe. Jack was known for her temper, but now that Riddick was back, maybe he could be of some assistance. Eddie thought about this as he cleaned up what he needed to, took a shower, and fell into a dreamless slumber.
