Vaako was looking over video of the marketplace when Riddick burst into the room with Chode in tow.

"Anything yet?"

"No, but I'm starting to narrow things down."

Riddick nodded. "When I first came on board and was taken to that room. What were those things?"

Vaako straightened up and turned to him. "The quasi-dead. They were all destroyed with the fleet."

"They were able to read my mind. Would that information have been stored somewhere?" Riddick asked looking over at the equipment Vaako was using.

His brows drew together and he looked at Chode. "Yes, it would have been but that information would have been destroyed as well."

"Unless someone took it before we left, and only a hand full of people knew what we were planning and all of them were soldiers." Chode responded with a scowl. "We have a traitor."

"How many soldiers on this ship are not converted Furans?"

"At least half, if not more." Chode answered.

Riddick turned to watch Vaako who had gone back to studying the screens he was watching and was suddenly fast forwarding and pausing at different intervals.

"What is it?" He asked leaning forward to see what he was looking at.

Vaako turned in his seat. "Chode, who's on guard duty?

Chode walked over and looked at the man who Vaako had frozen on the screen and looked back at Vaako. "Well, Fuck!" he exclaimed turning on his heel and marching out of the room.

"Come on," a visibly pissed Vaako told Riddick. "I'll explain on the way."

Carolyn woke to an empty bed, her hand sliding over the cool sheets. The baby was using her bladder as a punching bag, so not bothering with any lights she sleepily got up and made her way to the bath.

On the way back to bed she was rolling her neck when she heard a noise. Suddenly alert she stopped at her bedside table. She had just shut the drawer when a hand lashed out grasping her arm and spinning her around. The breath rushed from her lungs as she was slammed back against the wall.

Fear raced through her as she felt something sharp press up against her belly. Just as Carolyn opened her mouth to scream a hand pressed over her mouth. "Now, now, Dame Riddick, we wouldn't want to call attention to ourselves now would we?" His fingers gripped her face painfully as he kept her trapped against the wall.

His breath was warm on her face as he pressed his lips against hers. She moaned trying to escape but his grip on her face only tightened. Turning his attention to her throat he started placing wet open mouth kisses down it onto her heaving chest. His knife slipped up her body as he used it to cut the strap of her gown. She felt the material slip down over her breast as his hand grabbed bare skin, roughly squeezing as the tip of the knife pressed into her skin near her areola. A tear slipped down her cheek as he continued to paw at her breast finally taking his hand away from her mouth to start grabbing at her hips trying to pull her gown up her legs.

Riddick was murderous. Chode had to pull him off of Vaako in the lift when he found out the man doing this to Carolyn was the now deceased Dame Vaako's former lover. Riddick couldn't believe that Vaako had let the man come along with them. Vaako still bore the red marks where Riddick had almost choked the life out of him. Riddick hadn't spoken a word since.

Turning down the hallway to their quarters the three men stopped. There was no one outside. They looked at each other knowing that Sulaco would not have willing left his post. Quietly moving down the hall Vaako noiselessly opened the door as the other two stepped inside the room. Vaako entered behind them, silently shutting the door. They immediately saw Sulaco slumped over beside the door

"I wouldn't move if I were you."

Riddick growled and Vaako was across the room in a flash twisting the woman's arm up painfully behind her. "What is it you want, wife?"

Dame Vaako's eyes flashed with pure hatred. "To make you suffer."

Vaako towered over her, "How?"

"I'm going to make sure the breeder loses that bastard she's carrying!"

Riddick stepped forward with murder in his eyes.

Carolyn was using a hand to try and push the man away from her but he had managed to reach her bare hip and griped it tightly pulling her hips into his as he was distracted by a commotion in the living area. Bringing her other hand out from behind her back she shoved a gold hilted knife into the mans stomach, looking over his shoulder as she pulled it back out.

Clutching his wound the man looked down at Carolyn and raised his own knife that he still held in his hand. "You're going to die for that, bitch!"

"You first!" she hissed as an arm reached out from the dark, grabbing the upraised hand and bringing it down forcing the man to aid in slitting his own throat. Once he stopped fighting his neck was snapped for good measure, his body thrown to the floor.

Riddick reached out for his wife. "Carolyn."

Still holding the knife in her blood covered hands, her long blonde hair in disarray, gown torn around the legs and a bruised, cut and bloody breast exposed from the torn shoulder, Carolyn shied away. Backing into the corner she let loose with an angry scream and threw the dagger aiming for Riddick's head. He lazily leaned to the side as the knife sailed by and smirked as it landed in wall next to Chode's head as he came running in. Taking one look at the scene in front of him Chode turned around and closed the door behind him.

Riddick turned back to his wife, his nose flaring and teeth bared. Unbeknownst to her, she had caused his animal instincts to rear their ugly head and he was desperately trying to get them under control. He knew what she needed and what he would give her but this, this creature was the most fascinating, intoxicating thing he had ever laid eyes on. This was his mate protecting their young. Looking at the disheveled woman in front of him any doubts about that decision disappeared.

Carolyn pushed the hair out of her face leaving a bloody streak across her forehead, pointing a finger at him, "I've had it Richard! I want off of this ship and I want off of it now! I'm tired of people trying to kill me and our children and I've had enough! I want off now! Do you understand me God dammit! NOW!" her rant over she was panting heavily as she slid down the wall, one hand covering her stomach the other going back to her forehead as she started sobbing.

Riddick approached her much as he would a wild animal walking slowly towards her finally settling down into a crouch as he neared her before finally sinking down to sit on the floor next to her. He held out his hand and reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear so that he could see her face. She jerked her head away from his touch. Not so much a flinch as a don't fucking touch me right now. Trying again he ran the back of his hand down the length of her arm causing to her to start slapping at him with her hands. "Dammit, Caroline! Let me help you!"

She refused to speak to him, keeping her lips tightly sealed, just making grunting noises as she flailed at him. Finally, losing his patience with her, he grabbed her arm dragging her far enough out of the corner so that he could pick her up and flip her around to straddle his lap. Still struggling with him, he pulled her close trapping her arms between their bodies. Bringing a hand up to stroke her hair he leaned his mouth close to her ear. "Carolyn, stop, please. I need to know you're alright."

He breathed in her scent as the fight went out of her. He could smell many things, including the scent of another man on her skin. The drying blood on her hands was losing its coppery smell but still remained. And then there was the underlying fear mixed with murder. He exhaled as he felt her arms snake around his neck and he gently started rubbing circles on her back. He held her for a few minutes soothing her before untangling her arms from around his neck. He gripped her shoulders holding her a little ways away from him looking her over. There were bruises on her face and a mark or two on her neck and chest. Moving down he saw the torn gown and exposed breast. His went still as he realized that the blood on her breast was from a cut and hadn't been transferred there by her hand. He chanced a glance over the still dead man on his bedroom floor wishing for nothing more than to be able to kill him again. Returning to his perusal of her injuries he took in the bottom of her tattered gown and putting his hands on her ankles ran them up her legs to rest on her hips. "Carolyn?" he asked, looking into her face. She had been silently watching the play of emotions on his face as he cataloged her various bumps and bruises. His voice was startling in the silence. She opened her mouth to answer and nothing came out. She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. When she opened them he was still patiently awaiting her answer.

"Just manhandled a bit."

Pulling her back towards him he let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. She had just single handedly saved Vaako's life. Carolyn curled herself back up against him as he wrapped his arms around her once more.

"I want to go home Richard. Please, take me home."