Two of a Kind

Once he'd finished preparations, Riddick left the room to search for the emergency skiff; he could sense that Jack was moving around up ahead. When Riddick arrived outside, he found piles of food, tools, water, clothing and everything else they would need; Jack was standing there waiting for him. With a quizzical look at her he unlocked the portal and entered the skiff as Jack hung back in the passageway; it was a few seconds before Riddick understood her reluctance. The interior of the skiff was pitch black, the lighting system still coded to his voice only. Riddick quickly decoded the setting, an apologetic glance at Jack, who had nervously stalked into the room once the lights came on.

'Right we need to figure this out.' Riddick sighed looking at Jack. 'I won't turn the lights off, if we leave them at 30%. It's the brightest I can stand.' Jack nodded before turning around and beginning to bring in the stuff left outside. Riddick went over to the cockpit and began working on the computer, as Jack explored the skiff. He couldn't explain it but having Jack there with him…felt right somehow. He was comforted to know why he felt so calm around her; much more than he had been on T2 when it had felt almost paedophilic; he'd been 24 at the time.

As he sat there activating the systems he began to think about his escape from T2; for years Riddick had tried to forget about his actions on T2 playing the ‘hero’ for everyone but Fry and Jack, god she’d only been 14 and he took the cowardly way out. Riddick didn't really want to leave her behind, but felt that it was the best thing to stop him from venturing down a road that he couldn’t control; he'd handled the situation the best way he knew how - with as little personal exertion as possible. But here she was once again and she'd grown up - Riddick smiled to himself - she'd definitely grown up. If Riddick had any better idea about human relationships he would have realised that not only was he attracted to Jack (an emotion he could deal with) but he actually liked her as a person. He turned to her when he felt her grow near, it was a comfort that she allowed him to track her.

'Riddick we've got a problem - the heating system it's not working. If we leave the transporter it won't be long before we freeze.' Jack said placing her green contacts back in a container around her neck. She looked up sheepishly at him and shrugged 'Their fucking uncomfortable, and I feel better when I'm not hiding.' Riddick watched her once again preoccupied with desire for her; Jack noticed the predator look in his eye and felt his desire rise to the surface.

'Riddick keep it under control' she warned him, a slight smirk twitching her lips
'We've got a problem remember!' Riddick smirked and turned back to the panel where he began to search the computer for the ship's heating system: It had got an error. Suddenly he felt Jack lean over his body as she surveyed the computer - the animal side of him began to growl.

'It's fixable, once we take off I'll go and check it out.' She said walking over to the co-pilot chair and strapped herself in; Riddick noticed how she swayed her hips when she walked. Jack smiled to herself when she felt Riddicks' need for her grow even more; she'd spent so long hating him, in fact the thought had crossed her mind a few times to hunt him down and kill him. But now being in the vicinity of him, she remembered how much she had wanted and needed him herself; her experiences over the last few years had taught her a lot about survival and she found herself understanding why he'd done it. She'd never be able to forgive him though; Jack longed to feel safe and protected, she chuckled slightly to herself when she realised the irony in the fact that the only person she'd ever felt safe with, ever needed, was the one person who she felt she couldn't trust.