Two of a Kind

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters you recognise from Pitch Black or COR, therefore I receive no monetary gains for this story….So now you know


I know the other chapter was a bit short and that it’s taking a while to understand why Jack is behaving really weirdly, I’m getting there I promise! R&R and let me know what you think.

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They managed to get away from the transporter without being detected by the pirates. About half an hour later, Jack left the cockpit and went to find the hatch where she could access the heating circuitry. Riddick didn't pay much attention to what she was doing; he was too busy trying to shake the thoughts of him and Jack from his mind; as much as he leered at her he only meant it in his own joking way - though they mutually desired one another, he would never pursue anything with her, not at the moment anyhow. Riddick couldn’t quite understand why he was so reluctant to satiate his needs but there was something about Jack – something was warning him about her - he felt the need to protect her; an odd sensation for him and one that he was not comfortable with.

Two hours later it was beginning to grow seriously cold in the skiff, Riddick had barely noticed it until he felt Jack get distressed; he hadn't noticed it but her scent had become weaker and weaker. Tearing out of his seat he tried to locate her - soon he saw the hatch in the ceiling of the passageway. The pipes inside were covered in ice and Riddick could see Jack's hand dangling down from the opening desperately clawing her way out. Riddick leapt up to gently lower her out of the hatch, he laid her down on the ground - she had covered herself in a shirt of some kind but it was not much of a barrier against the cold. Jack was shivering uncontrollable - but she still had enough strength to push herself out of his grip.

'It's f-fucking c-c-cold up there....I-I managed to fix it th-though' She smiled, her lips had turned blue. Riddick furrowed his brow - just standing below the hatch he could feel the sub - zero temperatures, but Furians had an immune system stronger than anyone else in the universe - it had made them almost invincible, it didn’t make sense that Jack was having such an adverse reaction to the cold.

'It should be working soon - then I'll warm up.' Jack whispered, trying to stand up but failing, only to be caught by Riddick. She was all too aware that Riddick had his arms around her upper body supporting her. She felt comforted and safe - an unusual position to be in. Jack tried to sit up once again and move away from his grasp, but her collapse earlier had left its mark and she was becoming more weakened. She cursed herself for being so weak. Riddick could see that Jack was struggling under her exhaustion, without saying a word he picked her up – she tried to fight but after a while, surprisingly, she just leant her head back onto his chest - she was still shivering violently and Riddick headed straight to the head and into the shower. He ran luke warm water and stood under it with Jack.
'Aghhh! Riddick it's fucking hot! Get off!' Jack shouted, fruitlessly struggling in his arms, Riddick chuckled as he watched her wriggle. Riddick had done it for the best of reasons, but standing here he was beginning to enjoy how the water had made her combats cling to her and her tank top became see - through. Jack stopped squirming and lay there with her eyes closed, the last few months beginning to take its toll. She had been running from relentless mercs for the past 4 months after she'd stolen an alliance ship and killed the crew - the bounty on her head had almost tripled… And then there was the other thing.
After 10 minutes Jack had stopped shivering and had been put down by Riddick. He turned off the shower and gave her a towel; they didn't talk as they dried themselves off.
'So why have you gone from being fiery indestructible bitch to being weak in the space of a day?' Riddick finally asked, Jack stiffened 'I'm not fucking weak Riddick - I'm just...really tired' Jack said pathetically; Riddick looked at her indicating that she should explain.

'Do I really have to do this? I've already told you loads...more than I've told anybody before.' Jack muttered at him, it irritated her how easily he could get her to open up; he was disconcerted to see all the fight had left her. Riddick just stood there eyebrow raised; Jack was evidently getting more annoyed - she began fidgeting whilst looking at him, eventually she squared her shoulders.

'You know what Riddick, I don't think I'll bother - I've survived 7 years without your help...Just because I once – a long time ago - admired you doesn't mean we're gonna start sharing secrets.' Jack spat at him, she turned to walk out of the head when Riddick's arm snapped in front of her face blocking her way. He lowered his head to her ear
'We're not going to be sharing anything Jackie - but you are gonna tell me everything. You don't have the strength to carry off that bad ass attitude.' Riddick growled menacingly. Jack raised her eyes to him, they seemed to glow with intensity

'Back off Riddick' she growled through gritted teeth. Riddick laughed as he felt anger bubble through her - how was she, weak as she was, going to attack him?

Before he could think anymore, Jack had stepped back and thrown her leg up to kick his arm out the way - Riddick couldn't understand were her strength came from. He punched her in the face as she whirled around and kicked him in the head; he roared as he grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the wall.
'Calm down!' He roared slamming her head against the wall. Jack brought her knees up to under her chin and kicked Riddick in the chest as hard as possible, as he reeled backwards he pulled out his shiv and whirled around to hold his shiv at Jack's pulse point in her neck just as she reached his: Stalemate.

Staring and panting at one another, both were too angry to back down; Riddick's mind was whirling: one minute Jack was weak and complacent and the next she was like this possessed animal. Then she stepped back and dropped her shiv (Riddick kept his trained on her neck) and once again she looked exhausted. Wearily she slid down the wall and collapsed on the floor, pulling her knees under her chin. Riddick forced calm into his voice as he snarled at her

'Jack what the fuck-' He started before he sensed that she was crying; he could smell her tears and feel her distress. Jack shuddered as she furiously bit the inside of her mouth to stop herself. Riddick stood over her - still pissed at her paradoxical behaviour; but however angry he'd ever been at her didn't stay for long and he knelt down watching her. After a few minutes Jack raised her head and looked at Riddick a look of resignation and fear on her face; she whispered

'Riddick...I'm pregnant.'