XX Any songs used in this fanfiction are not my own. They belong to their creators. I am just using them to enhance the fanfic. XX

Adelayde woke to find Riddick staring down at her wound, her pant leg ripped off and a thick white bandage wrapped around her wounded left thigh. His goggled eyes stared up at her as she slowly regained her mental capacity. She looked around the small skiff, spotting Imam and Jack curled up to one another on the opposite side of the tiny ship. She looked back at Riddick as he gently ran a hand over her bandage, testing the strength and tightening it just a bit more.

"What happened?" she asked, her mind still foggy from passing out.

"You've lost a lot of blood. Stay put, I'll bring you some food," he said, getting up and heading to a small compartment towards the pilot's seat.

"Damn, it feels like I've been hit by a bus," she groaned, weakly pushing herself more upright.

"I could imagine. But you have a strong body, you'll survive," he chuckled, handing her several packets of dried food.

Adelayde scarfed down the food and licked the packets clean, her mind quickly coming back to clarity. She watched as Riddick checked the ship's fuel and air levels, readjusting its course. It appeared that they were just floating through space, more particularly on a shipping lane. She hummed softly to herself, looking down at her clothes and trying to think of something to make that would fit and where she would get the material.

"What is that?" Riddick asked, pausing in his musings to look at her.

"What is what?" Adelayde asked, pausing in her humming to answer him.

"That. The sound you're making right now. What is it called?" he asked, turning to look at her fully.

"Oh, I'm humming. It's like singing but with my mouth closed," she replied, smiling at him softly.

"You can sing?" he asked, finishing his work and then coming to stand in front of her.

"I can, but usually I don't get to. Would you like to hear something?" she asked, pulling him down to sit next to her.

"If you don't mind," he said, lifting his goggles so his metallic eyes could study her features.

"Hmmm. What should I sing?" she mused, wracking her brain for a good song, "Wait! I got it!"

"You shout it out,
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up.

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

Cut me down

But it's you who'll have further to fall

Ghost town and haunted love

Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones

I'm talking loud not saying much

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

I am titanium

I am titanium

Stone-hard, machine gun

Firing at the ones who run

Stone-hard as bulletproof glass

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won't fall

I am titanium

I am titanium" she sang softly, her heavenly voice barely echoing off the skiff's walls.

She was silent as she waited for Riddick to respond, but giggled when his sleeping form slid onto her. He must have stayed awake for too long. She gently slid down the bench and laid Riddick down so that his head was in her lap. She smiled and leaned her head back, closing her eyes in contentment.

Riddick woke slowly, not remembering how long it had been since he had slept so peacefully. He remembered Adelayde singing and had felt himself dozing off. Her slow and soft voice made him tired. Her voice had sent shivers down his spine. He had never heard a singing voice so pure and heavenly. Perhaps that was the closest to heaven he would ever get. He sat up, looking around. He froze when he realized where his head had been. Adelayde had allowed him to rest his head on her lap. She was asleep again, but this time she had a small smirk on her full lips. He couldn't resist the urge to kiss her as he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on those tempting lips. She jerked awake and when her silver eyes stared widely back into his metallic eyes as he smiled against her lips. He leaned closer and pressed more into her lips, growling softly into their kiss. Her hands came to his shoulders and pulled on his tank top. She rubbed her thighs together and he smirked and purred as he gently pried them apart. He slid his hips between her thighs, careful of her wounded leg and deepened their kiss. She gasped and arched her back to press her full breasts into his chest.

Riddick's rumbling growl sent vibrations through Adelayde and sent shivers down her spine. She was loving the attention she was getting from him, but she knew that sex was the only attention she would ever get out of him. A man like Riddick couldn't come to love. Not a woman like her. She was too different, too strange to be loved, too….primitive.

Imam cleared his throat rather loudly, breaking Riddick's and Adeleyde's moment like fragile glass. Riddick growled low in his throat and pulled away from Adelayde. She pouted and folded her arms over her chest and looked away from everyone in the room. Riddick sighed and went to sit in the pilot's chair. Jack must have woken for she leapt over to Adelayde and hugged her tightly. Adelayde forgot her anger and hugged Jack back.

"I was so worried about you! You just passed out and we couldn't do anything to wake you up!" Jack nearly shouted.

"Inside voice Jack. I'm a strong woman, I'll survive anything," Adelayde said, rubbing Jack's shaved head affectionately.

"Just like Riddick?" Jack asked, her whisper so soft that only Riddick and Adelayde could hear it.

"Not quite, but pretty close," Adelayde said just as quietly, giving Jack a wink.