Going Under Chapter 3: Bring Me to Life, a pitch black / riddick fanfic

Author's note: Riddick does not share my bed therefore I do not own him. I know it's sad isn't it?

Just so you all know, Riddick took Jack with him; he didn't leave her on New Mecca. For the past five years they have been planet hopping, settling where they can for as long as they can. Jack is now 20 (to me she was 15 when PB happened).

This is the third installment of my song fic. Thank you all so much for encouraging me to keep this story going. I'm sorry to say tell you that I'm only planning on making this five chapters in total. I've plotted everything out. I also may have to change the rating to M for my last chapter. I'll warn you beforehand if I do it.

The song is Bring Me to Life by Evanescence.

The ocean breeze blew through her curly locks, exposing her tanned shoulder to him. Without turning and without much thought she spoke to who she thought was room service. "Tips on the table, you can leave the food there." She heard the cart stop and resumed her thoughts. The sun was almost completely below the horizon, one of the two moons already pushing it under the teal waves of R'gerillian. Riddick stood with his back against the wall, waiting for her to journey out of her mind. Finally, she shifted and smelled the air.

It took him only a few steps to close the space between them. Emotions never came easy to Riddick, and now he was experiencing an array of them. His mind, body, and soul ached, all for the same reason. "Jack."

She turned leisurely, carefully breathing in as she did. Her eyes took in every detail of his face, cataloging each line. Gradually she let out the breathe she was holding and averted her gaze to the floor between them, the corners of her lips turning slightly upward.

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb

A spark of hope flickered deep within Riddick. He'd expected her to scream at him, hit him, fight him. Not smile. Slowly he raised his large lethal hand and gently lifted her chin. "Look at me, Jack. Please?" His deep voice held a hint of pleading.

Not trusting herself to speak, Jack moved her slender hands to his goggles. When Riddick didn't stop her, she gently removed them. Finally her piercing emerald eyes met his intense silver pools. "I always have."

In a rush of memories Riddick knew that those few simple words held more truth in them than any other. Jack had always looked deeper into Riddick than anyone else ever had. She was the only one on that hellish planet that truly saw him. Hell in the whole damn universe.

Without a soul
My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

Before Jack, Riddick wasn't sure he had a soul. For the better part of his life he had been told that he didn't have one. That all he was was a ruthless, heartless, soulless murderer. Without even realizing it Jack had woken something in him, and when she left it grew cold. But unlike before Riddick couldn't ignore it.

(Wake me up) Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up) Wake me up inside
(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up) Bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up) Before I come undone
(Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become

In all the years since he had trained himself, Riddick's stoic face melted into a sea of emotions. Inside the convict wanted to scream for Jack to unlock his soul from the cage of rage and hate that had captured it for years. He had willingly plunged it into darkness, and had lived in that self-created dark. Until Jack, he never would have thought about leaving the darkness. Now, all he wanted was for her to save him. Save him from himself.

Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life

When Riddick had stopped drinking his sorrows away, he had realized exactly what he had lost. For days he had tried to rationalize with himself. Why would the infamous Richard B. Riddick care that some woman had left him? He wasn't even sleeping with her, what the hell did he care? And that's when the realization had struck him. He did care. And without her he knew exactly what he was lacking.

"Jack, I…" The low rumble of his voice held no confidence. Jack noticed this, raising an eyebrow. Deep in her mind she had held that secret hope that he would come to her. She had even made sure that she reserved the same room that she and Riddick had shared. Jack knew instantly when he walked through the door that he cared for her. Richard B. Riddick did not come back for just anyone.

Bring me to life
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life

The words caught in his throat, how could he tell Jack what he had thought of endlessly during their separation? There were so many things he wanted to say to her, to tell her that even as he went whoring that he was living a lie. That every hooker he was with was compared to her. That all he thought about was her and how she was his weakness. That he would die inside without her.

Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead

Tentatively Riddick cupped Jack's cheek and lightly brushed his thumb over her full lips. Jack was the sun in Riddick's world; she was what melted his coldness. She gave life to his humanity when it was all but dead.

All of this time, I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me

Over a decade ago, Riddick had chosen to live his life in the darkness. He had even found a way that he could safely live in that desolate place. But for all his shined eyes gave him, he couldn't see the simplest thing. Jack.

I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything

Humanity was something that Riddick had thought he wanted nothing to do with. As a child he was bounced from foster home to foster home, then to juvie. Finally, he thought he had found some kind of home with his company in the Sigma Corps. But that ended soon after he was promoted and then sent to Slam. The same men that he had trusted as brothers had handed him over to Mercs, no questions asked. It was only when he and Jack had found an apartment on the third planet they hopped to from Helion Prime that that sense of belonging began to awaken. Finally, he was opening his eyes to a universe he had never imagined.

Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
(Wake me up) Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up) Wake me up inside

Jack's jade eyes searched his face. The minutes since he had begun to speak to her seemed like days. For all the years that he had trained her to never show emotion and never let her guard down, now all she wanted to do was wrap her arms around him and forgive him. Somehow she steeled her resolve and inwardly promised that she wouldn't forgive until he said the words she had waited years for.

(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark

Clearing his throat Riddick started again. All he wanted was to hear her voice again. He wanted to hear his name escape from those tender lips, but first he needed to say three little words.

(Wake me up) Bid my blood to run

"Jack," This time there was no hesitation in his husky voice, "I love you." At last, he had had forced the words that had rested on his tongue for nearly three years out. Now he waited, his heart threatening to burst.

(I can't wake up) Before I come undone

A long minute past, and Riddick wondered if he was too late. Had Jack already closed her heart to him? If only her angelic voice would grace his ears.

(Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become

Gently, Jack's willowy fingers brushed over his lips. Her bright green eyes sparkled, "Riddick…"