Riddick was holding me tight against his chest. I could feel every muscle and I could feel his breath on my neck. His heart was racing. Was he afraid I might die? I put a hand on his arm around my waist. For once I was actually glad that he was holding me.
My arm killed. There was little light in this thing. Riddick looked at my arm.
"It didn't take too much skin off." He poured water over the wound. He ripped the bottom half of Johns' shirt off,
"HEY!"
"Shut up." Johns backed off and Riddick wrapped my arm. I let out a hiss of pain and when he was done he pulled me onto his lap.
"What are you doing?" I felt so tired. My eyes were slowing starting to close and my breathing was in sync with his. His lips were right by my ear,
"Sleep…"
"But-"
"Sleep…" My eyelids slid closed and I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke I was still in the container. Riddick was pacing back and forth in front of me. We were alone. I stood and his attention shifted towards me,
"Riddick? What's wrong?"
"They want to make a go for the other ship. They want me to lead them there."
"Are you going to? If that's the only way I'm gonna get off this ship."
"But you don't help anyone." He tensed at this. He was right in front me now. Breathing down on me.
"Who taught you how to fight? Who showed you how to take care of yourself? Who showed you how to live off of nothing?" He was angry. I could feel the heat rising off of him. He taught me all of those things. I put my hand on his chest. His breathing became calm and his tension began to melt. I moved closer to him. My lips just lingered close enough to taste his breath. A tear slid down my face,
"If I die, I just want to taste your lips one more time." And with that I kissed him. Screw my pride. Screw my dignity. Screw it all. If I was going to die here in this hell hole then I just wanted to kiss the one person who ever loved me one more time. He kissed back with a passion that was so strong, it took my breath away. His tongue invaded my mouth and we fought. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight against him. I could feel every single muscle against my body. We kept going till Johns came in,
"Hey lovebirds. Lets go." He let out a low growl and Johns left. Riddick's lips moved to my neck and he left a trail of burning kisses on my neck along with a bite mark or two.
"No way you're dyin on my watch." His voice was deep and I loved it. He took my hand and we met up with the others. They gathered all the light they could and wrapped it around themselves and the converters, "There's only gonna be one pace. Mine. Keep up or stay out of my way. I want light on my back, not in my eyes." He grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear,
"Stay close." We took off into the dark abyss where the creatures from hell lay in wait for us.