Riddick stood in the doorway looking around for her when she appeared behind him with a two pointed knife like blade that was waiting to be plunged into his body, into his sweet spot.

"Should I do it, baby? Huh? Should I go for the sweet spot?" Cockiness to her voice as she rested her chin against his shoulder blade. "You remember the sweet spot, right? Fourth lumbar down, left of the spin. The all mighty abdominal aorta."

An odd giggly laugh left her.

"It sure is a guhser. No wonder you call it that. I had the priviledge to kill an inmate first hand with that golden move of yours, for the first time, not too long ago. Thinkin' he was gonna rape me. He thought wrong, baby."

Again with that odd giggly laugh that was not in the norm for Rynn, except when she first shoots up.

Her mood changed this time, vengeful. "Why has it taken you months to find me? Do you have any idea what I have been through?"

"Mercs."

The simply truth. Riddick didn't bother to answer her last question he just lifted his goggles and rested them on his forehead, not taking too kindly to her behavior, again knowing why. His head turned to the side to look at her.

Rynn leaned forward, her lips close to his ear. "You did miss me right, baby?!" She pushed the blade into Riddick's sweet spot causing it to go into his back, break the skin, and that done it for Riddick. With his cat like reflexes, his arm went behind him, grabbing onto hers, turning her around and forcefully slamming her against her own cell doors.

"You know I did." His voice rough.

A screech of pain escaped Rynn's lips but it did not stop Riddick. He went further, pinning both of her arms above her head with one hand.

"Damn. I almost forgot how rough you can be."

Riddick still not liking her look or attitude. He leaned into her neck smelling her letting out a displeased growl. He wanted her eye level so he reached his free hand between her legs and grabbed onto the cell door and lifted her up, her feet dangling from the floor, her croutch settling nicely in the crook of his arm. With that move it made Rynn's shirt go up exposing her stomach. That move, having her arms stretched above her head, caused her more discomfort in her stomach.

"Let me guess mercs?!" Indicating the scar and the slight discoloration and tenderness to her stomach.

"The merc that caught me tried to gut me. No biggie." She shrugged as best she could with her hands binded by Riddick's.

Riddick arched an eyebrow. "No biggie? He could have killed you."

"Well Riddick he didn't kill me, did he?"

"Keep this attitude up and your gonna wish he did."

"Is that right?"

Despite trying to act all tough Riddick saw how she really felt by his remark. Scared and seeing the tears creeping their way into her eyes. While she saw nothing in his and that's where the scardness came from.

"Just a little FYI babygirl, you know you look like shit, right? And you smell like it with that damn morphine in your veins." He growled through clenched teeth. His jaw muscles clenching and a vein bulging at the top of his head.

"Your such a romantic, you know that? Besides what am I to do? There is no antibiotics here to get rid of the infection so I gotta do something to ease the pain, right?"

"Wrong."

"So what do you suggest I do?"

"Suck it up, Rynn. Your tougher than this." His statement cold but true. "This isn't the first time you have been hurt you never needed any kind of painkillers before and you don't need them now."

"But I dooo." She breathed out as her eyes kind of rolled to the back of her head, enjoying the effects the morphine was giving her. The feeling of being high and weightless. She started to chuckle again, at nothing.

Riddick found this very disturbing.

"So, aren't ya gonna go for the sweet spot? Don't make me beg, baby."

Riddick loved her too much to just stand by and watch her do this to herself so he had no choice but to be cruel as he did go for a certain sweet spot. He removed his arm from between her legs making Rynn land on her feet. He still held her hands trapped in his above her head. His free hand inched its way down her stomach to her injury. He made sure she was looking him in the eyes for this. With his hand flat over the tenderness of her stomach he dug his fingers into her skin and applyed pressure with the palm of his hand wanting to cause her pain and pain he caused. She screamed a blood curling scream that almost defeanded him.

"Remember who your talkin' to, Rynn!" Her name ghosting out of his mouth, warning her darkly. He wasn't playing games with her this time.

Rynn actually thought she heard popping of her ribs and Riddick's hand was no where near them. That's how bad he just hurt her.

"Fuck you, Riddick!" Moaning and groaning in pain, the morphine she just shot wasn't helping this time thanks to Riddick. She was in so much pain she was seeing stars. Riddick kept her there just watching her coldly but feeling disgust at what she was doing to herself. She had no idea yet she was hurting him just as much, if not more so, as hurting herself.

Once she regained some control of herself she remembered she had a blade hidden away in her mouth. Riddick finally let go taking a step back to enjoy his handy work on her, eyeing her up and down resting his hands at his side.

A spark, something. A red flash in Rynn's eyes flooded them and she kicked her leg to the side kicking out a hanging light that was right next to them. She grabbed onto his black wife beater, yanking him closer. She twisted her head so the blade in her mouth cut Riddick's cheek. She quickly manuvered out of his way and managed to get behind him. He was looking at her with those eyes seeing the Rynn he loved was still in there waiting to get out. He touched the side of his cheek noticing a little trickle of blood on his fingers and decided to continue to taunt and test the waters of his girl.

"Just a scratch, baby girl. But that's what I wanted to see. That fire inside you. You still got it. You just gotta bring it back from the darkness that is that morphine."

"Leave me alone." She snarled before jumping over the railing and out of sight but Riddick followed her by doing the same, landing with precision right in front of her.

"I told you to leave me alone."

"Ain't gonna happen, baby." Riddick stalked closer to her making her have no choice but to back away as he kept getting closer.

"Don't tell me your afraid of me, Rynn."

"When you look like your going to kill me I am!" She shrieked.

"That's really a shame. After all we've been through. You actually think I would hurt you?"

"You just did!" Her voice trembling as well as her body.

Riddick had backed her up against a wall, trapping her. His overpowering presence was too much for her. She had to look away. "I had to prove a point to you but if you really want me to I'm open to that..."

"Open to what?"

"Hurting you like your hurting me."

"What?!" That got her attention.

Riddick leaned forward his lips brushing her ear as he whispered coldly. "I would love to plunge my shiv into your guts, than into your chest, rip out that so called heart and watch it slowly stop beating in my hands that's covered in your blood."

The look of absolute horror washed over Rynn's face and Riddick cruely smiled. Believe it or not Riddick didn't like this one bit.

She couldn't help but start to ball. "Why?"

Riddick slammed his fist, hard, right next to her head against the wall making her jump. "BECASUE THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME! HURTING ME! BEING HOOKED ON THAT SHIT! YOUR NOT THE SAME RYNN THAT I USED TO KNOW. USED TO LOVE. YOUR KILLING US! FUCK!" Riddick backing away, needing and leaving some breathing room between them. "I wish I would have killed Johns slower. He got off way too easy."

Rynn kept crying and sobbing uncontrollably not being conforted at all by Riddick.

"Dry those tears of yours up." He said without care. "If you don't get yourself back on track, become who you truly are and not this pathetic, dopped out scared little woman you are now you'll be see them again by the time I get through with you." His tone of voice a nasty, cruel snarl and that's when Ben appeared.

"GO AWAY!" Rynn yelled and he disappeared back the way he came without a second thought.

Riddick jerked his head in the direction of Ben. "Boyfriend of yours?"

"Fucking bastard!" She balled up her fist and swung trying to connect with his face but Riddick swirved out of the way grabbing it in the process. His shiv appeared out of nowhere thrusting it under her chin, to her throat. He kept a tight hold on her arm as he stared at her, looking for any signs from her, seeing if what he said hit home.

Rynn could see and feel the rage radiating from him, seeing horror flash before her eyes at what all has happened and what was becoming more clearer. The morphine truly was tearing them apart.