Bang....

The clatter of the gun dropping from her hands startled Jack into opening her eyes.

What...what was going on...why did the gun get flung from her hand.

"Don't..."

The word was said in a great deal of effort, as Riddick fought to drag himself to his feet, head spinning from the loss of blood.

"Riddick!" She grabbed him to her chest tightly, "Oh Riddick I thought you were gone!" she sobbed.

He groaned in pain, but didn't have the strength to push her away.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" She apologized repeatedly, helping him to his feet.

He had one of his arms around her, almost tripping a few times.

"Get us...to the ship..." A little blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth as he said this.

She nodded, helping him get to the ship. She pulled out her decoder, sliding the special key card through it, and having it read off the pass-code to her.

She entered it, and helped sit him down in a chair, "I'll put it on autopilot, and then I'll help you with your wounds. Where are we going?"

Todd emerged from the door, shutting it behind him, "Drop me off at Helion Prime. I've got to have a word with some people there, before I can rest in peace."

She nodded, and entered the coordinates into the autopilot's destination plan.

Todd walked away with a word to one of the rooms, probably to mourn and wallow in self pity some more.

Jack helped Riddick up, and into another room, helping him get down on the bed.

Usually, Riddick would have fought her help all the way, but as long as she was alive, He needed to stay alive. And that meant he needed her help right now.

"I'm gonna have to get your shirt o-"

Riddick pulled out his shiv and sliced his shirt open.

"...Well that works, But you could have just let me take it off." She snorted. Men. What show offs.

"Are ya gonna bandage me up, or are ya gonna whine?"

"Shutup Riddick." She smirked, searching the room until she found the med-kit. She opened it, and pulled out some Iodine and Linen wrap bandages.

Riddick looked over, and clenched his jaw a bit.

Fuck.

Iodine.

What a bitch.

Jack pretended not to notice the slight shed of...we'll call it fear for now, and opened the iodine bottle.

"I probably don't have to warn you that this is gonna hurt like a son of a bitch."

"No Shit Sherlock." He growled, "Just get it over with."

She growled in the back of her throat, tipping the bottle onto the wounds and gashes on his chest, unmercifully.

He swallowed hard, shutting his eyes.

Only four words could truley describe the searing pain that ran through his flesh and settled deep in his lungs, making each breath a labored pain of suck-festivity.

Fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

Jack began to wipe away at the iodine, spreading it across his chest into the other wounds.

"Ow..." He muttered through gritted teeth.

"Oh suck it up. We've got to disinfect these lacerations to keep you from getting gangrene."

"Suck it up? Bite me."

"How about later?"

"Sounds good."

She rinsed the Iodine out with alchohol, just to be sure she killed any germs burried in his skin.

Riddick didn't think this was the case though. He was positive that Jack just enjoyed making him flinch, because she was secretly a sadist.

...Mmm, wouldn't that thought be kinky?

No! Bad Riddick! How could he ever think of his little Jack like that?

...Well....

He smirked.

It was pretty damn easy. With that chest, and that ass, she was easy to think of like that.

Jack looked up, seeing the smirk on his face, "What are you so happy about?"

Riddick stopped his smirk, "Nothin' that's any of your business."

"...Whatever you freak."

"Don't call me a freak. Why am I a freak?" He growled.

"This has got to be burning like a mother fucker, and you're smirking. You're a freak."

"That's not why I'm- Forget it, I don't have to have this argument, because I'm older and stronger then you.

"I'm shakin' in my fuckin' boots." She snorted as she propped him up against her, while she wrapped the linen around his chest.

He watched her face, looking down at his battered body, intent on her job of wrapping him up.

He loved the way her hair fell in her face, covering her deep brown eyes.

Mmmm those eyes...He loved those eyes.

It was so easy to tell what she was thinking when he looked at her eyes.

She finished, and looked up at him, "Done."

"What?" He snapped out of his little trance, looking down.

"Jack...."

He growled.

She smirked, snickering a little "What Riddick, honey?"

"You take that out...."

"Nah, It looks cute like that.

"I'm not messing around. Don't make me murder you. Take it out."

Jack looked at the little bow she tied on the side of his wrappings.

"Aw, but it's cute."

"Take it...Out...."

"Fine you bitch." She rolled her eyes, undoing the bow and tying it in a knot.

"Thank you." He looked slightly amused though.

Jack raised an eyebrow, "what's got you so tickled?"

"You called me a bitch."

"...Yeah...and?"

"And it's funny, a girl as weak as you, calling Richard B. Riddick a bitch..."

"I'm not scared of you."

"You should be."

"You kissed me, I'm pretty much not scared of you."

He growled. that was right....But he only did it, because he didn't think he'd survive the fight.

And he would have given up and died right there, if he hadn't seen Jack about to blow her fucking brains out.

He grabbed her, and pressed her to the bed, "Don't get it wrong. I only kissed you because I thought I was gonna die."

Jack bit her lip as he pressed her to the bed. She couldn't even deny the butterflies in her stomach as she began to get aroused.

"Sorry..." She whispered a bit.

He growled, looking down at her...how could he stay mad at her when she was acting like an innocent little kid, but he had to keep his visage tough.

He snorted and let her go.

She sat up, and scooted off the bed, cleaning up the mess she made from cleaning his wound.

She threw them away and was about to leave, when Riddick protested.

"Jack...c'mere."

She looked over her shoulder at him, "What?"

"Just c'mere, dammit."

She went over to his bedside, "What do you want?"

He pulled her down ontop of him, and pressed his lips up against hers, "You." He growled.

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