(Disclaimer: I own none of the Pitch Black or the COR characters. I wouldn't mind owning Riddick though.)

I walked across the street to the bar I had seen him go in. I didn't want him to know I was following him. 2 years he stayed in one place never being found. Then he asks me if I loved him, I made the big mistake of saying no. I didn't think he loved me, but when I said no his eyes seemed to get darker then usual. I knew then that he loved me, after that moment are paths parted. I've looked for him for a year now. Following him waiting for the perfect moment to tell him how I feel. I can no longer be taken as a guy but that doesn't matter anymore. I walk in the door and look around the room to see him sitting in the left hand corner of the bar staring at me. I walked over to his table and sat down.

"I know you've been following me?" His deep voice echoed in my head. He leaned back against the wall. I pulled something out of my pocket and set in on the table in front of him. "What's this?" He takes the object in hand and his sly witty face went strait.

"I've followed you for a year. Getting hints from mercs were you'd be and were you've been. When I found you three weeks ago you never left my sight. Then I followed you here." I scooted right next to him on the long bench. The cloth that was wrapped around the object in his hand fell to the table; he sat there holding the necklace he'd bought me for my 15th birthday.

"Jack." His black eyes left the necklace and landed on me.

"I have something I need to tell you." I scooted a little closer. "Staring at a blank wall and its white washed face, not knowing why I had to choose this way. I discern I was wrong in my way. Then I realize that it's true I seek you. I realize that it's true I need you." My eyes welled up but I went on. "To reach out and to touch you and I know...I know that I need your touch. Not knowing why I ever retreated from your arms, a mistake I made oh,

Riddick I feel your warm embrace, contentment fills my soul as joy lights my face." I threw my arms around him and squeezed. "I love you." His eyes fell to the floor as his arms slid around my waist. "I love you Riddick. I've always loved you. I didn't think you loved me. I missed you." That's when the tears started to fall. "When you left, I sat on my bed staring at my walls for a week. Then I packed a few things and left Imam. I looked for you." I put my hand on his face. His eye's closed as he leaned into it. "Now I've found you and you're mine." He slowly opened his eyes.

"No." He looked at me, with a glare from his black eyes another tear trailed down my cheek. "You're mine." He leaned towards me as our lips met. The kiss got more intense. We left the bar and went to the warehouse where I had been staying. Our lips never parted. I woke up the next morning. I thought he would have left. But I turned over and there he was, with his eyes on me.