A/N: new chappie! enjoy!

Chapter 4: Captured

Zain landed the ship in the hanger and opened the hatch then hurried out and into the streets. He thought back on the ship he'd past. He hadn't hailed it. He had better things to do than hail a merc ship that was probably going to find Riddick and do the job of killing him for him. Well, he'd keep looking for him anyway.

Heading down the street and into the market place he quickly spotted a boy with a shaved head and goggles on his head. Grinning in triumph he headed for the boy who was sitting next to a cart of fruit and stood in front of him. The boy jumped and turned his amber eyes to Zain who only continued grinning.

"Hey, boy," he grinned, kneeling to the boy's level. "Where'd you get those goggles?"

The boy said nothing as he examined Zain closely then turned a burning gaze to his face and said, "You're a merc."

"Yeah," Zain replied with a nod. "What's that got to do with it, kid?"

Without another word, the boy kicked Zain's shin and sped off. Zain shouted in pain and stood to relieve the pain in his shin as a voice laughed at him from behind. He spun around to see a man shining something in his hands, standing at a booth with goggles on a rack next to him and shivs and weapons hanging behind him.

"He doesn't like mercs," the man explained and Zain looked at the direction the kid had left then back at the man and headed toward him.

"Figures," he grumbled and leaned on the counter between them, eyeing the goggles. The man noticed and took the opportunity to try to make a sale.

"You a Riddick fan?" he asked, leaning with both hands on the counter and Zain glanced at him then decided to play along.

"Sort of," he replied, vaguely. "You can't tell me you've actually met Riddick fans."

"That kid that did a number on your shin is one," the man smirked.

"Not surprising, since he looks like him," Zain scoffed then frowned in thought. "Hey, does that kid have a schedule, or like a routine?"

"Not really," the salesman shrugged, continuing to shine the thing in his hand. "He's always doing strange things. Seen him around here all the time, doin' odd jobs for people to afford this stuff. Just today he was hangin' out with this girl who made my day and gave him money for two pairs of these goggles. Twenty coin, easy."

"A girl?" Zain wondered. "What did she look like?"

"Well, she kept a cloak on, and there were a lot of people walking past her," the salesman replied, looking around in dramatic thought. Zain sighed, realizing what the man wanted in exchange for his information. He rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a handful of coins to place in front of the man and he grinned as he pulled them into his hands and counted them.

"Brown eyes," he began, still counting. "Couldn't really tell the hair color. Good looking, from what I could see. She was talking to the kid and asked his name, said her name was…" He jingled the coins in his hand and Zain rolled his eyes, but pulled out more money. "Deirdra. That's the name, I'm pretty sure."

"Well, it's better than what I had before," Zain muttered then turned back to the man. "And you say this kid spent all day with her?"

"Yeah, and they went to the hangar after she bought supplies for a long trip to somewhere," the salesman continued. "Then the kid came back with a huge smile on his face, but no girl."

"How long ago was that?" Zain asked.

"Not too long ago," the salesman replied. "Maybe a half hour ago."

"Are you serious?" Zain nearly screamed. "That could have been the ship I passed! Shit!"

Zain spun around, not giving the man another word and headed back to the hanger, cursing himself for not hailing or even giving the ship another thought.

Deirdra sighed in contentment as she leaned her forehead in the curve of Riddick's neck while she sat across his lap, her cloak covering them. She looked up at him as his head leaned back on the head rest of the pilot's seat and his eyes were closed. She smiled and kissed his jaw before turning to look at the screens. She leaned forward to tap through them and see where they might go next.

She first checked the fuel tanks to see how much they had, that would determine how far they could go. She then tapped on another screen to bring out the outlying systems and planets. Not too many good places to hide. Not as good as the UV system. Sighing, and knowing that looking for a good place to go was pointless because Riddick was better at it anyway, she leaned back into his body.

He let out a small groan and shifted, making her sit up quickly and look at him. He opened his eyes and looked at her, blankly as she frowned at him.

"This is damn uncomfortable," he groaned and Deirdra giggled before placing a kiss on his cheek and standing. She flung the cloak over him and started picking up her own clothes to get dressed.

"Well, I didn't mean your ass was uncomfortable," he grumbled and tried to grab her wrist but she quickly pulled it out of his reach. He stared his shining eyes up at her in question and she only gave him a seductive smile. He growled and she squeaked as she quickly pulled on her shorts and shirt then tried to run from him. Riddick stood and went after her and she giggled when he caught her and shoved her against a wall.

"You know what happens when you make me chase you," he growled and she moaned when his mouth came crashing down on hers. They froze when the panel started buzzing threateningly and Riddick quickly pulled on his clothes to sit in the pilot's seat and flip off the autopilot.

"Shit!" he growled.

"What is it?" Deirdra asked, pulling on her boots and kicking Riddick's toward his feet.

"Merc ship," he snarled, flipping switches and taking the helm. "Strap in."

Deirdra did as she was told as Riddick pulled on his boots and strapped himself in. He programmed the ship for a burn but when he hit ignition, nothing happened.

"Did you check the engines on this thing?" he snarled back at her.

"Twice!" Deirdra spat back. "There should be nothing wrong with them!"

A beeping sound came to the console and he frowned at it then turned to Deirdra and waved her over. She unbuckled herself and hurried toward him to look at the screen as he unbuckled his belt as well and stood.

"We're being hailed," he explained, shoving her into the pilot's seat then ducking under the console, out of the view screen. "You know the drill."

"I should know it backwards," she grumbled, flipping switches and pulling on her belt to make it look like she'd been in it the whole time. "It was all you talked about the whole time we were headed for Kalos."

Riddick glared at her but stayed hidden as she pressed a button and a man's face came up on the view screen. He had green, obviously died, jaw length hair and sapphire blue eyes.

"Alright, sonny, make it quick," she began and ignored Riddick's look of wide-eyed anger. That was not what he had told her to say. "Who are you?"

"Name's Zain," the man replied with a smirk, and Deirdra held back her gasp at the name. Toombs' brother. "And what's yours, lovely?"

She heard Riddick mumble a curse at him but fake coughed over it then said, "Radcliff. Any particular reason you've hailed me?"

"I passed you going into Kalos," Zain replied. "I'm lookin' for Riddick."

"Who isn't?" Deirdra scoffed, convincingly. "What's that got to do with me?"

"I met a kid on Kalos that looked just like him," Zain continued. "Somebody said he'd been hangin' out with a girl who looked an awful lot like you."

Deirdra felt her heart race in panic but kept a calm demeanor for the view screen as she replied, "Oh, yeah. I remember that kid. About twelve, shaved head, goggles…hates mercs with a passion. What'd you get out of him?"

"Nothin'," Zain sneered. "Damn kid kicked me then took off."

Good Fisher, Deirdra thought, and smirked at the thought as she reclined back in the seat and said, "Yeah, I didn't tell him I was a merc."

"Neither did I," Zain replied. "He just looked at me and knew."

"Well, maybe you're not as good at hiding what you are, huh?" Deirdra smirked. She felt Riddick flick her ankle hard but she returned the favor by kicking his hand away. She heard him growl and fake coughed again.

"Maybe not," Zain replied, thoughtfully and Deirdra could tell he was examining her closely. "So, you're looking for Riddick too, huh?"

"Like I said, who isn't?" she said again. "Been looking for that asshole for a while now."

Riddick gripped her ankle hard for calling him names and she ground her heel into his fingers to get him off. It was hard to believe Zain wasn't catching all the moving she was doing. Either he was stupid or he noticed but wasn't saying anything. Deirdra cleared her throat and smiled into the view screen as Riddick gripped her other ankle, crossing one over the other to keep her feet still.

"Me too," Zain replied, leaning back in his seat. "At first it was for the money, but now it's personal."

"Personal, huh?" Deirdra humored him. "What, he kill your brother or something?"

Riddick gripped her ankles harder. She hadn't meant for it to come out, it just did. She should have had him on his way by now but she was still chatting, and it was pissing Riddick off.

"As a matter of fact, he did," Zain replied in a low voice and Deirdra felt her heart race in panic again. Had she given them away? "You know, as pretty as you are, I can't have you going after him when I want him for myself. You understand, don't you?"

"Oh, sure," Deirdra replied, casually. "What are you gonna do, blow me outta the sky?"

"Oh, I had something better in mind," Zain smirked and Deirdra glared at the screen. The ship suddenly stopped and she jerked forward as Riddick let go of her ankles and rubbed his head from hitting the bottom of the console. "I'm taking you both to slam!"

"Both?" Deirdra shrieked into the screen, holding onto the lie she and Riddick were trying to pull off. "What the hell are you talkin' about? It's only me here you asshole!"

"Really?" Zain mused, unconvinced. The hatch behind them suddenly hissed open and she whirled around as Riddick still stayed out of sight of the view screen, but pulled his shivs from his boots.

"I don't believe you," Zain continued, standing in the hatchway leading into his ship. Deirdra swallowed as Riddick stood slowly and got ready to fight.

"I wouldn't," Zain warned, a hand over a button near the hatch door. "I push this button, and we're all popsicles in space."

"You're too much of a wuss to do that, merc," Riddick smirked.

"I don't have anything to live for, you piece of shit," Zain snarled back. "And from what I can see, you got more than I've got." He looked at Deirdra and smirked evilly. "A pretty little bitch."

"I dare you to say that again," Riddick growled and stepped toward him but Zain stopped him.

"Ah, ah, ah," he warned, waving his hand over the button. "My hand comes down on this, we all die."

Riddick gritted his teeth and glanced at Deirdra over his shoulder. She'd been sitting in the pilot's seat the whole time, afraid to move as she watched the two men. He looked back at Zain and with a growl low in his chest he slid his shivs into his belt. Zain grinned evilly but kept his hand over the button.

"Come on in, love birds," he entreated, mockingly and Riddick gripped Deirdra's arm to stand her up and drag her into the ship. She suddenly felt a strong sense of déjà vu when she began to struggle but stopped immediately. They stepped into Zain's ship and the merc pressed a different button to close the hatch then turned to the two.

"Now, let's get you two comfy," he grinned in triumph and shoved Riddick toward a seat…with chains. God damn, he hated those things, and it seemed that ever since he'd met Deirdra he was in them a lot more than he had been while he was traveling on his own. Zain shoved Riddick into the seat and began putting the chains on him as Deirdra looked around, trying to come up with a way to escape. She looked at Riddick and he only shook his head, knowing what she was thinking. She nodded in understanding as Zain finished up and turned to Deirdra.

"Wait," she requested weakly and he stopped in shock at her meek tone that made Riddick frown. She hurried toward Riddick and pushed his goggles over his eyes, making the corners of his mouth twitch up for a millisecond. She always knew how to take care of him.

"Aw, how sweet," Zain called mockingly then grabbed her arm. "Now get your ass over here!"

He shoved her into a seat and Riddick straightened in anger at Zain's treatment of her. He was hurting her, even when he was putting on the chains, he was hurting her. The way he'd put the chains on her was even different then the way he'd put them on Riddick. Riddick's arms were stretched out on either side of him, but Deirdra's hands were together around a poll so that her upper body was turned side ways. It made Riddick uneasy that Zain was treating her differently from him.

The merc headed for the console and tapped on his screens as Deirdra started trying to yank on the chains. Riddick stomped one of his feet to get her attention and when she snapped her gaze to him he shook his head, telling her to stop. She slumped forward a bit but nodded. He knew she wanted to get out of there, but until he figured out why Zain wasn't just ghosting him instead of treating him like any other prisoner, he didn't want her to make any moves for her protection.

Zain chuckled and stood to head back toward them, his ship on autopilot. He stood in the center where they could both see him and crossed his arms over his chest.

"It won't take us long to get to Ursa Luna," he smirked at Riddick, who stared at him emotionlessly. "But it's plenty of time to have some fun with each other."

The couple said nothing, but Deirdra stiffened when Zain headed closer to Riddick. The merc inched closer to Riddick's face with an evil grin.

"Ya know," he began. "I never really understood why someone like you would keep a girl around. I didn't think you'd keep one around even if you did screw her. You're one of those to hit it and quit it. But…" He trailed off for a second, glancing over his shoulder at Deirdra then looking back at Riddick. "…seeing this pretty thing, I see why you kept her around."

Riddick clenched his hands into fists, his blood boiling in anger.

"She a good ride, slick-shit?" Zain taunted, and Riddick stood forward, threateningly as much as the chains would allow but Zain backed up coolly, knowing he'd struck a nerve. Deirdra gasped at the scene, not knowing Zain was talking about her, or even hearing what he said, he was speaking too low.

"Guess so," Zain smirked and looked over at Deirdra, making her shrink back a bit. He headed toward her and she shrunk back a little more as Riddick tried to jerk his chains free once. Zain ignored the noise behind him as he came up to Deirdra and stroked a hand over her cheek.

"Get away from me!" she spat, yanking her face away from him and kicking at him, but he was too quick and dodged the attack. One thing Riddick was certain of, this guy was a lot smarter than his brother had been.

"Oh, come on, babe," Zain cooed, tauntingly. "If you've stuck with him this long you must like it rough."

He ignored Riddick's roar and Deirdra's scream as he leaned toward her and wasted no time in sucking on her neck. She tried kicking him away but he only gripped her knees and shoved them apart to kneel between them then grabbed one of her breasts.

Riddick saw red and yanked at his chains to try to free himself, but they were made of some indestructible metal. Oh, yes, this guy was way smarter than Toombs. He was going to ruin his woman for him before he left them both on Ursa Luna, and that would be his revenge.

Deirdra screamed and tried elbowing him in the face but Zain was quicker and slunk his head under her arm to plant his mouth to hers. She could hear Riddick yanking at the chains, and she tried yanking at her own, but it was no use. She lifted a leg but Zain only pinned it back down. He took a few seconds to unbuckle his pants and she took that opportunity to lift a leg and shove him away with a foot to his chest.

"Stay away from me!" she screamed as Zain stumbled back but didn't seem affected by what she'd done. He only came back at her and shoved her legs apart again.

Riddick was getting desperate. How dare this asshole touch what was his? He was hurting her, and Riddick had to stop it. He continued yanking on his chains, standing to give himself more leverage as Deirdra's cries filled his ears.

"Stop it!" she screamed when his hands touched her where only Riddick had before. "Get away!"

She tried kicking him again, but it didn't work. He was too strong. Not as strong as Riddick, but as fear gripped her, he seemed stronger. He was harder to throw off of her because he didn't care if he hurt her. His goal was hurting Riddick.

A buzzing from the console made everyone freeze and Zain growled as he shoved away from Deirdra and held his pants up as he headed for the pilot's seat. Deirdra sank in her seat, letting out a silent sigh and shuddering, violently. She rubbed her mouth on her arm, trying to get Zain's taste out of her mouth as she clamped her legs together.

Riddick yanked at one of his chains again to get her attention and she looked up at him, tears filling her eyes. He wished he could rip the chains off and hold her, but he couldn't. He stared at her instead, knowing she couldn't see his eyes but hoping she knew he was trying to comfort her silently.

Apparently she did because she smiled weakly as she swallowed. He turned a burning gaze at Zain as he stayed in the pilot's seat, flipping switches and pushing buttons.

"Damn," he hissed and Riddick gritted his teeth in more anger he'd ever felt as he stood and headed toward them, buckling his pants up again. "Too bad I didn't get to see how good you were, babe." He smirked at Deirdra who seethed, more angry at him than afraid of him now, and not wanting to appear weak. "Comin' up on Ursa Luna." He headed back toward the pilot's seat. "They'll be pleased to have you there, Riddick."

Riddick and Deirdra looked at each other and she mouthed, "I love you."

He didn't say it back, and that wasn't surprising to her, but what he did mouth back to her nearly gave her a heart attack. He'd never said it, and he hated it when she said it, and she had to keep tears from her eyes when he did. She now hated him saying to too.

"I'm sorry," he mouthed back.

A/N: oh snap! lol! reviews?