Snow In The Dark

Stay In The Light

The next half an hour is spent rushing to get everything that makes light and putting it on a makeshift sled.

All of us join together only speaking when we have to. My heart pounded in my chest telling me how worried I was.

Of course I was. I was trapped on a planet with things that wanted to eat me and really no dependable way to defend myself.

I couldn't help but worry about myself, worry about Jack. She was helping just as anyone else, her being brave and acting like she was fine.

I hate to admit she reminded me a lot of myself at that age. Always trying to fight to keep yourself alive. She was scared I was as well.

We were all scared. The only one of us that didn't seem to be was Riddick. Him walking around the ship telling us all what to do like he knew exactly how this night was going to play out.

The thing is I knew he was right.

"I'll be running about ten paces ahead." He says, Carylon following behind him while I sat next to Paris making cocktails.

"I want light on my back but not on my eyes." He says, holding his hand up to block the light as he walks past Paris holding the cutting torch.

"And check your cuts. These bad boys know our blood now." He says, his eyes meeting mine.

I had a busted lip. Is that what he meant?

Looking over at Jack I see her frozen looking up at him with fear on her face. My stomach drops, oh no running through my head.

Standing up I ignore Paris asking me where I'm going. Dusting my hands off I walk over to her and crouch down in front of her, her snapping back to work.

"Everything okay?" I whisper, helping her roll up the cord of light.

Her worried eyes meet mine, her shaking her head.

"It's that time?" I whisper again, not wanting anyone to hear us.

She nods, not looking at me.

"I'll find something." I say standing up once more.

Using a flash light I found, I ease back into the ship half remembering seeing a first aid kit back there.

I stop hearing footsteps looking over to see Johns standing there.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks, his gun pointed in my direction.

"To go pee, you wanna watch?" I ask glaring at him.

He flushed with embarrassment, and took a step back.

"Thought so." I say, moving away from him.

Taking a breath I shine the light around in the darkness almost jumping out of my skin when the shine of eyes flash for just a second.

Without thinking I move closer to him, encasing us in darkness besides my flashlight. Keeping it aimed at the floor, I stop when I reach him.

The primal smell of him wrapping around me makes my stomach tighten. I take a breath, feeling his fingertips brush over my hand as he clicks the light off.

I open my mouth to say something, Riddick's large hand coming up to cover it stopping me.

I try to ignore my racing heart or the urge to throw myself at him. I clench my fist as best I can, feeling Riddick bend down so our noses almost touch. I could feel his eyes looking deep in mine.

His arm wraps around my waist pulling me closer to him, making me bend into him as he leans over me.

If I could bite my lip I would, all thoughts of what I was doing back here are out the window. The only thing present is the bubble me and Riddick has created. Despite the darkness around us my eyes flutter close. The heat and pressure of him wrapped around me making me want to melt.