A/N: I hope everyone likes the new chapter. I am trying to update as fast as possible, but I'm still going slower than I would like to be, so please bare with me. Enjoy.

That night, for no other reason than that was what he wanted to do, he held Zoe close to his body as they slept.

Zoe woke the next morning in her usual position, on her stomach, but had a massive arm holding her down, a nose in her hair, and her shirt was halfway up her back. She felt safe, protected, and especially comfortable, and there was no way she was getting up unless she was forced up.

As the minutes ticked by, she began to feel a rough finger tracing a design on her back. Zoe decided to allow the contact because it felt wonderful to have his skin, however small the amount, touching her's, until she recognized the design he was tracing and realized where he was doing it at.

Zoe made to get up as fast as her body would allow at that time in the morning after being so comfortable, but Riddick held her down with just a little more pressure from his arm, and didn't even disturb the drawing. "Riddick, please let me up?"

"Why? I'm rather intrigued by the designs on your back."

"Because, I don't allow anyone to see those. Now let me up." She tried with everything she was to get up again, but still he wouldn't even allow her to budge. In fact, he moved so he was on top of her and he could hold her shirt with one hand and better trace with the other.

He left the intricate design of wing tips about the middle of her back to the design on her lower back.

"What's this symbol down here?" he asked in a sarcastically mocking tone as he began to trace it as well.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Now get the fuck off of me!"

"Try me."

"Argh! … It's an old Furian symbol. A language long forgotten my the people, only studied by the royals…"

"So why do you have it on your lower back? You may be royal, but you're not Furian. It's considered a disgrace for anyone not of a Furian royal family to have that tattooed on their bodies."

"It's not a tattoo Riddick!"

He grabbed her by the shoulder and forcefully flipped her over while underneath him so she was perfectly aligned with him. "Are you saying that I'm stupid? That I don't know what a tattoo looks like?"

"No! I know it looks like a tattoo, but it's not. It's a birthmark." Zoe looked him directly in his ungoggled eyes, and he could see that she wasn't lying.

"Well," he tried to search for something else to talk about, rather than what was on her back, but he just couldn't got it out of his head, "what about the other one?"

"It's a birthmark as well."

"Why would you have wing tips as a birthmark?"

"Because," she managed to sit up and get him to move behind her as she slowly lifted up her shirt, "they are full wings."

Riddick could see a pair of full wings with the most intricate details anyone could possibly imagine. They included every feather that would be visible, the area where the bones would have connected with her body, and he even thought he saw a scar on the right wing. They appeared to be real wings, just shrunk and plastered on her back. "Angel wings?" he asked, stunned as his fingers began to trace again.

This time her entire body shivered. Zoe went to pull her shirt back down, but Riddick slowed her down by allowing his fingers to slowly glide down the feathers and caused her back to arch and her to let out a soft moan of pleasure.

"How do you have Angel wings and an ancient Furian royal birthmark symbol for birthmarks on your back?"

"Because that's what my mother tried for with all of her children. My eldest brother, Aragorn, is the only other one of us who she came close with, but he wasn't born during the right time, so he wasn't granted the same gifts as myself. But he's the only one of my siblings that I feel close enough to, to even talk to about anything with. My other brother…"

"How many brothers do you have? And why didn't you mention them yesterday when we were talking about families?"

"I have three, two living, one died two years ago. Aragorn is the oldest of us all, Bartlemy is the middle son and fourth born, and Constantine was born before me, he's the one who dies. Aurora is the oldest girl, followed by May Lihn, the second and third born, and the ones father spoiled. Besides, we weren't talking about families, I just mentioned that I was the youngest of my sisters, that my father spoiled them, and I could tak to my mother even though she was dead. And while you told me more about your family then I did, I still don't know everything."

"Well, I guess I should have asked. Anyways," Riddick completely forgot what they had been discussing and stayed firmly on his new subject, "I told you all I can really remember about my family. I can't remember names, who was born in which order, or anything like that. I can't tell you what I don't know. However, I can tell you that my father taught us all how to fight and he loved my sisters just as much as my brothers and myself. My mother taught us everyday things like cooking, cleaning, and so forth. But everything else I learned on my own."

"Riddick, how did you know so much about the symbol and that royal family stuff?"

"Every Furian knows about that symbol."

"You're Furian?"

"Of course. It's common knowledge, especially after the attack on Helion Prime."

"You mean when the Necromongers were there?"

"Yes."

"You were the one who saved them?"

"Yes."

"You were the Furian Warrior who killed the Lord Marshal and assumed his position?"

"Yes."

"Then where's your armada?"

"After I gave them new guidelines to follow and set their new commanders on the correct path, I left. I just couldn't stay with the people who took everything away from me. Even being their leader wasn't enough to make up for all they had taken from me."

"Oh! Well I guess I owe you an enormous thank you. after they had finished off Helion System, they were sure to come to the Serna System, and Zealion would have been their first stop."

"I'll think of something and let you know later."

"Alright." She paused for a brief moment and an idea popped into her head. "Does that mean that you're Richard B. Riddick?"

"Yes."

"The same one they say is an escaped convict/murderer?"

"Ex, yes."

"Didn't you save a girl and holyman from some planet about eight years ago?"

"How did you hear about that?"

"It was all over the news after the wreckage was found on that planet, after a search party found the planet. They tracked down the holyman and forced an interview out of him, but the girl was never tracked down."

"That's because she had left to come find me. all that got her was slaved out by mercs and a jail sentence in Crematoria. After I got her out of there, the Lord Marshal killed her for trying to help me kill him."

Zoe made a half turn so she faced him a little and wrapped her arms around his waist as she buried her face in his chest. "I'm so sorry Riddick. Did you love her?"

Riddick wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on her forehead. "Yes. She was the first person to see me as anything more than a murderer. She brought back my humanity. But she was more like a younger sister, like she was one of my family."