Hey guys! I can't tell you how much I appreciate the reviews. Thanks so much! Okay, so here is chapter 10. Woooo! I'm super proud of myself, I think this is the longest chapter so far. Yeah!

As always, I own nothing. Sadly. Except Hailey of course. ''means Hailey's thoughts.

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CHAPTER 10

"I told you to get out!" Hailey yelled not bothering to look over at the door.

'Why the hell is he back? If he even tries to apologize I'll kick him in the nuts.'

Hailey waited for him to leave, but he just stood there. She could see him out of the corner of her eye, well, she assumed it was him, her vision was still a bit blurry. There was an awkward silence for what seemed like a lifetime, then finally Hailey had had enough.

She stood up, turning to yell at him to his face, "I said leave Joh-…."

Hailey felt a lump form in her throat as she stared blankly at the man standing in the doorway.

"Riddick…" Hailey whispered.

She tried her best not to sound frightened, but failed horribly.

"You look surprised to see me Hailey." He said with a smile as he closed the door behind him.

"How did you get in here?" Hailey demanded.

"Tisk tisk, where are your manners Hailey? That's no way to treat a guest." Riddick teased walking forward.

"What do you want?" Hailey asked as she took a couple steps back, bumping into the wall.

Riddick was now in front of her, leaning in close.

"I just thought I'd stop by and see how story time with Johns went." He teased, "From the looks of things I'm guessing not so good?" He asked raising an eyebrow at the chair that lay on its side against the wall Johns had thrown it at.

"He didn't tell me anything." She said lowing her head in shame. "I shouldn't have asked. It's none of my business."

Riddick let out a small chuckle and shook his head. That single reaction was enough to make the fear that Hailey once felt go away, anger took its place.

"Don't do that. Don't act like I'm stupid for wanting to respect someone's privacy." Hailey said boldly standing her ground. She took a step forward to show Riddick that she wasn't about to let him stand there and judge her. Bad idea. Riddick grabbed her by the neck and pushed her back up against the wall.

"Did you ever think that he had something to hide?" Riddick asked pressing his forehead against Hailey's.

"Like what?" she asked through clenched teeth.

He didn't respond. Instead he just stood there, looking her over, looking for something he could use to his advantage. Hailey was careful to show no emotion, not even a hint. She couldn't show weakness, not to someone like Riddick. Hailey didn't know what to expect next, was he going to kill her? What ever he was going to do Hailey was trying to prepare for the worst.

'How I'm I going to get out of this one?' she thought assessing her options.

However, before she could think of anything, Riddick took his hand away from her throat and stepped away.

"Sit down." He told her as he took a seat himself using the chair Johns had chucked earlier.

Hailey stood there, staring at him with caution.

"Can't you ever do what your told Hailey?" Riddick asked with a grin.

"Never have. Why start now?" Hailey said with a smile of her own.

"I'm gonna tell you the story that Johns failed to mention." Riddick said, his tone calm but serious.

Hailey couldn't figure out why, but she wanted to trust him. He had an air about him that drew her in.

'That's great Hailey, let's sit down and talk with the convicted murder.'

"Come on Hailey. I know you want to hear it." Riddick said motioning for her it sit on the bed in front of him.

"Oh yeah? What makes you think that?" She asked, putting up one last attempt at sounding disinterested.

"Because you are curious." He stated, lifting up the goggles that were covering his eyes.

Hailey was staring before she could stop herself. She looked closely, examining the two dark purple orbs that were staring back at her. His eyes remained her of Johns' eyes, for the simple fact that they both shinned. His eyes were beautiful, almost mesmerizing.

'To bad they belong to a killer.'

With reluctance Hailey took her spot on the bed.

"What is this story about Riddick? And why is it so important that I hear it?" she asked trying to sound bored.

"Hm, well Hailey, this story is about good old Johns. It's important because it's going to making you see things my way." Riddick said folding his muscular arms in front of him.

"Ha! Is that so?" Hailey asked lazily.

"Did Johns ever tell why he's after me?" Riddick questioned, his tone turning serious again.

"I assumed for the money." Hailey said, "Why else would he want to chase your allusive ass all of the universe for?"

That comment made Riddick laugh.

"At first it was just about the money. But after Butcher Bay, well, it became a whole different reason." He said leaning back in his chair.

"Butcher Bay? The double max slam?" Hailey asked, letting her curiosity get the best of her.

"That's right. You see when Johns got to Butcher Bay, the guards offer him only half of what I was worth." Riddick told her, "and he took the deal."

"Why would he do that? Why wouldn't he just go to another slam?" Hailey was for to interested now to hide it.

"I'm getting there." Riddick laughed, "As it turned out, Johns is smarter than he looks. He gave me up and took the money, but a couple days later, he helped me escape."

"What?" Hailey blurted out. "He helped you escape?"

"Only to take me to another slam that is." Riddick said filling in the missing detail of Johns' plan.

"Ahh, that makes more sense." Hailey said with a smile. "What happened after that?"

"Well I'm sure Johns was planning on taking me to the closest slam, but I didn't wait around to find out." Riddick said, hinting at something, Hailey just couldn't figure out what.

"What's that supposed to mean? Did you get away from him?" Hailey asked.

"Escape was the second course of action, and unfortunately the only part of my plan that worked." Riddick told her, his eyes glimmering.

"You…you tried to kill him?" Hailey asked putting two and two together.

"I went for the sweet spot and missed." He said sheepishly, like he had lost a game of checkers.

"The sweet spot?" Hailey repeated.

She was confused, what was he getting at?

"Just to the left of the spin. Fourth lumbar down, the abdominal aorta." Riddick said calmly.

'Oh my god.'

"You're the one that gave him the scar!" Hailey yelled in outrage bolting up from her seat on the bed.

"Did you miss the part where I told you he was taking me to a slam? What was I supposed to do? Buy him flowers?" Riddick asked shifting in his chair.

"I'm done listening to this crap." Hailey said moving toward the door.

She barely got to the foot of the bed when Riddick grabbed her arm.

"You acted like Johns was Mr. Honorable. I do what I have to do to survive. Besides, that son of a bitch doesn't die easy." Riddick said pushing Hailey back, making her land on the bed.

"Just listen Hailey. My story gets better." He stated giving her his best pretty please face.

"Hhm. Fine. I'm listening." She said getting comfortable on the bed once more, she was still slightly curious.

"Did you know that there is still a piece of the shiv in Johns' back?" Riddick asked her in a matter of fact tone.

Hailey cringed at the thought.

"No, I didn't." She said in a whisper.

'So that's why it feels raised.'

"Yeah. I wonder how he deals with the pain?" He asked thoughtfully.

Hailey was about to yell at him again, she hated hearing him talk about Johns' pain like it was the Sunday afternoon whether. But something stopped her.

'How does he deal with the pain?' she thought, 'It's got to be unbearable.'

"You're wondering the same thing, aren't you Hailey?" Riddick questioned.

Hailey knew that's exactly what he wanted her to do.

"You know. How?" Hailey spat.

She hated his mind games; she could honestly say that they were worst then Johns'.

"It seems Johns has found that morphine is a great way to ease the pain." Riddick said shaking his head, "To bad he couldn't have found something a little less addicting."

It all made sense now, the mood swings, everything. Hailey didn't want to believe it though.

"You're lying." She seethed.

"Why don't you ask him?" Riddick teased leaning forward so he was face to face with Hailey.

A hot tear rolled down her face, she tried to hold it back but couldn't.

"Aw, don't cry Hailey. Johns is a lair. That's what he's good at." Riddick told her.

If it wasn't for the slight hint of sympathy in his voice Hailey would have thought he was mocking her.

"Is that what you wanted to tell me Riddick? That Johns is a hype?" Hailey asked in a defeated tone.

"No. I wanted to tell you that you can't trust him." Riddick said looking her straight in the eyes.

"Oh, but I can trust you?" Hailey inquired in a sarcastic manner.

"Ha, I never said that." He said smiling her way again.

"Does this story of yours have an ending?" Hailey beseeched, trying to get him back on track.

"Johns tracked me all the way to the Conga System. I have to admit, his persistence was fucking annoying." Riddick joked.

"It was all about revenge. Wasn't it?" Hailey questioned under her breathe.

All this time Hailey thought Johns was after Riddick because of the job, or at least the money. He lied to all of them, even Tombs.

"How'd he catch you?" Hailey wondered.

It took Riddick a while to answer. He sat there, like he was debating on whether or not he should tell her.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Riddick finally said after what seemed like a lifetime in silence.

"Try me Riddick." She challenged.

"Let's just say…he found a weakness." He said sitting up and crossing his arms once more.

"Ha, what? Did he put one of your shivs in peril?" Hailey taunted.

The thought of a killer like Riddick having a weakness made her laugh.

"More like children." Riddick said with a straight face.

'He's got to be kidding.'

"Aren't you a fucking saint?" Hailey loathed.

She didn't believe for one second that Riddick gave a damn about anything, or anyone for that matter, except himself.

"I have my moments." He said blandly.

"Hum, then what happened Riddick? After the big mean Johns caught you did he take you to get your medal for being a good citizen first? Or didn't that asshole just take you back to prison where you belong?" Hailey was pissed now.

Did he really think he could just walk in her room and insult her intelligence like this? He was an escape convict, not to mention a murder. Well he had another thing coming.

With Hailey's last comment Riddick stood up, he look as if he was leaving.

"You don't have to believe me Hailey." He chuckled. "Why don't you check his chase log if you want proof." Riddick said as he opened the door.

"And where would I find that?" Hailey asked half joking half suspicious.

"In his room. There is a desk by the bed, top drawer on the right." Riddick told he as he walked away.