Chapter 4! So pre warning. Her mom's a bitch.

"Mom?" I knocked on her door. "You there?" I walked into her room and smelt her sweet shampoo. I inhaled; I missed her.

The bathroom door swung open and she appeared.

"Mom!" I cried and wrapped my arms around her, getting myself wet from her hair.

"Sydney?" She looked surprised. "Where have you been?" Now pissed.

I was at a loss for words. "Um…at Stacy's."

Her smile lit up the room. "Oh, that makes sense. I was worried about you. You really oughta get a cell honey."

I loved my mother. How could Riddick say she was a bad person who wanted to kill me? She looked so happy to see me.

"Well, honey, I've got to change, wait in the kitchen for me?" I smiled and nodded.

Once in the kitchen I looked around. Just a dream. Nothing's changed. Riddick, Jill, Ammie, all dreams.

Suddenly, I felt searing pain in my side. I turned and saw my mother wielding a knife, my blood on it. She lunged and I dodged, amazed that I could move with the searing pain shooting threw my side.

"What?" I asked, stupidly. I was on the other side of the dining room table, watching my mother, who looked feral.

"You disappeared right as soon as I was going to kill you. Now come here honey." Tears spilled from my eyes. Riddick wasn't lying. I felt like a fool.

"Why?" I asked.

"Your blood of course! It has enhanced powers. Powers I want!'

She lunged at me and I froze.

My mom was going to kill me, my mom…I closed my eyes and waited for the pain.

I heard a grunt of pain and a loud thud.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Riddick standing over my mother's lifeless body. I walked over to them and stopped.

"Mom…?" I gasped out. Tears flowed freely down my stained face, and I did nothing to stop them. My mother tried to kill me. The man I saw as a threat protected me, even though he didn't have to.

Riddick wiped a tear from my face, and I looked up at him.

He didn't say anything. His eyes screamed 'I'm sorry.'

"What's so special about my blood?" I asked on the way back to camp.

"Your blood is that of a higher breed. It's…hard to explain, I'll need to take you somewhere, to someone who can explain." That I think was the longest sentence Riddick ever spoke to me. Soon we arrived at a science-looking place and we went inside to find a little man staring at porn on the computer screen.

"Gross. Fucking pervert." I mumbled. Riddick cleared his throat and the man turned and shut off the screen. When he saw me, his eyes ran over me, taking in every inch. Riddick moved closer to me.

"We're here. This is Malcolm. He's gonna tell you about your blood and what's up." Riddick gave me a slight push towards the scrawny man with crooked glasses. "He'll need a sample of your blood, to tell him which one you are." I looked at him, my eyebrows furrowed, trying to figure out what he meant by that.

"Okay…" I walked over to Malcolm, and held my arm out for him. "So do I jus-OW!" He stuck a huge needle in my arm, and Riddick held my waist, making it so I couldn't get away from the crazy freak in front of me. "What the fuck?" I demanded and ripped my arm away from the man. "Do you always go around sticking fucking needles in people's arms you crazy bastard?" I shouted and held my wound. "Stupid piece of shit…" I growled under my breath and moved even further away from him.

"Alright. What's up Malcolm?" Riddick got straight to business. The little man moved around his computer, and stuck my blood on some sciencie deal, and it started beeping. I glared at it, and the man. I didn't like them. We watched him move around and take little notes on his note pad.

Suddenly, he paled.

"Malcolm. What's up?" Riddick almost demanded. The little man didn't face us and stared at the computer screen, as if not really seeing it.

"God Damnit!" I shoved Riddick to the side, I was getting beyond pissed, and if this little man held answers, I was damn well getting the shit! "What is wrong with me?" I screamed at him, grabbing him by the collar. "Why am I so fucking…important or some shit? What the hell is wrong with my fucking blood god Damnit?" I bellowed. Tears were threatening to spill from my eyes as he looked at me with a dour expression.

"Sydney…" Riddick pulled me away from the man and wrapped his arms around me. "It's okay. I'm sure it's not bad." He whispered into my hair and stroked my back. I sighed and leaned into him even more. "Let me take care of this." I looked up at him, and watched his eyes.

Slowly, I nodded. "I'll be outside." I whispered. I went to walk away, but Riddick grabbed my hand and pulled me back toward him. He grabbed me in a tight hug and pulled away quickly. I blinked a few times, then looked up at him. He was staring at me.

Suddenly, Malcolm disappeared; it was just Riddick and I. He leaned close to me, and I closed my eyes, letting myself fall into him, and in a few seconds, his kiss. I snuggled closer to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He tightened his arms around me, and once we broke apart placed one more sweet kiss on my lips. 'I think I'm falling for him.' Some where in the back of my mind I knew this would either happen, or I would die. Now that I was with him, I was sure it was the first one.

He gave me a slight nudge towards the door. "I'm going to discuss with our friend what's up, don't go anywhere. Okay?" He smiled, and my heart melted.

"Okay." I whispered and walked out the door. Little did I know, people were lurking, waiting for me to be alone.