A/N: Hi guys! I'm back with another update for all of you. I hope it meets with your approval, though it is short. Sorry about that ^^'

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Disclaimer: I still don't own Riddick T_T However, I do own Sasha Evans and any other Ocs mentioned throughout.

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Chapter Six

After being together for a good while and having another quick shag, Sasha unwillingly untangled herself from Riddick. While she wanted to stay, she knew it was prudent to keep this new development strictly between the two of them and to not inform the rest of the group, especially Johns. Apart from it being practical, it was also about survival. Sasha chuckled softly as she straightened herself out, trying to make it look like she hadn't just been deliciously fucked twice. It seemed her training from her days as a soldier still remained. However, it now resided in peaceful coexistence with her primitive side. Her animal subconscious. Sasha had to admit, it felt good to feel whole and balanced again. Who would have thought all she had to do was let go and allow the pieces to fall where they may?

As her thoughts began to drift, Riddick's foot connected with the back of Sasha's calf, bringing her attention back to the convict. She turned around, her eyes connecting with his intense silver orbs. They softened as he smiled at Sasha, who returned the expression in kind. If they both managed to get off this hell planet, which they would, they definitely needed to discuss what came next. Sasha mentally cringed at the thought, and somehow knew Riddick was as well. She had claimed the convict as her mate, her partner and knew that meant a life-long commitment. However, Sasha wasn't so sure if either of them were willing, or capable, of dealing with that kind of responsibility. She got the impression that Riddick dumped whatever slowed him down if it made the difference between life and death. Sasha had to admit, she was the same way. But with everything that had just happened, would she be willing to change? Would he?

Sasha shook her head, trying to get rid of the thoughts that began to bombard her mind. Yeah, there definitely needs to be some kind of mature discussion about all of this. Riddick raised an eyebrow at her antics. She merely gave a half-smirk in answer.

As Sasha put the finishing touches on her clothes, she went back to him, lowering her mouth to Riddick's for a quick, yet lingering kiss. Their tongues met for the briefest moment, caressing each other in the quick exchange. A shiver went through Sasha's body, her toes curling in response. When they finally broke apart, Sasha had to catch her breath and remind herself why she couldn't stay. While the thought was awfully tempting, the consequences would not be worth it.

A damn shame that. I personally can't help but wonder what Johns' face would look like if he found us together. She stroked his face lightly, Riddick leaning into the caress as she did. The motion filled Sasha with a rather odd feeling of tenderness. It was definitely time to go and get her thoughts in order.

"I'll see you soon, gorgeous." And with that, Sasha walked out of the room, swaying her hips provocatively for Riddick's personal enjoyment. The answering growl that followed her out made the young woman chuckle.

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The others showed up not ten minutes after Sasha left Riddick. A few looked a little spooked, particularly Fry. The notion that they had possibly met whatever was occupying the area beneath their feet piqued Sasha's curiosity. Unfortunately, no one looked like they wanted to talk about it. Not like that was going to stop the young woman from finding out what she wanted to know.

However, before Sasha could decide who to pull aside and interrogate, Johns went into the ship, his destination obviously Riddick. She raised an eyebrow. What're you up to Johns?

Sasha turned her head around until she made eye contact with Fry. The other woman was startled and very unsettled by the intensity in her hazel-green gaze. Without a word, Sasha motioned for Fry to follow her, moving a good twenty or so feet away from the group. Rather reluctantly, Fry followed. Her eyes were wary as they stopped, moving from Sasha to the ship remnants constantly. Sasha stood still for a few moments, looking out to the horizon. She wanted to see how long Fry would keep fidgeting. Admittedly, she also wanted to make Fry sweat. Eventually, Sasha spoke her thoughts.

"So what happened? Did you find something you weren't expecting?" There was a brief pause, in which Fry made no answer. Sasha mentally rolled her eyes. This woman. Trying not to let her aggravation show, she continued speaking. "I kinda figured you did, what from everybody's expressions and all."

Sasha looked over to the young captain, watching her face closely. Her expression was unnerving Fry, but at the moment she didn't really care. She needed answers and she was going to get them now.

Sasha's determination seemed to get through to the other woman, breaking her silence. Taking a deep breath, Fry finally spoke. "There's something down there, under the ground." She took another breath and let it out unsteadily. "Whatever it is got Zeke." After a few moments of silence once more, Sasha thought Fry was finished, until the young captain let out in a soft whisper, "And it nearly got me."

So, Fry really had been stupid enough to go looking into the hole. Sasha just managed to refrain from hitting the other woman upside the head. And to think the others were looking to her for leadership. Yes, Fry showed the signs of being able to lead, but she didn't have a clue yet as to what she was doing. Maybe in a few years, but not today.

"That's your own fault, tupoy." Fry's eyes snapped to Sasha. While she didn't know the language the hired gun had used, she was fairly certain she had just been called some form of stupid. With the added emotions of nearly being killed still fresh, Fry's temper flared.

"And what would you have done?" Fry glared at Sasha, waiting for a reply. When the young woman didn't answer she thought she'd made her point. However, Sasha's next words cut deep.

"I would have used my brain and not gone in there." She looked over to Fry, pinning her with a hard stare. "I would have listened to others who knew what they were talking about."

Fry stood speechless, her anger gripping her and yet unable to say anything in the face of obvious logic. She had been stupid to go down there, she knew that now. But having someone else, especially someone she did not like, point it out to her was a little hard to handle.

Having nothing further to say, Sasha left Fry and went back to the rest of the survivors. Her eyes landed on Jack, who gave her a tentative smile. Sasha returned it with a quick one of her own. It was as she started walking toward the kid when a shot rang out. It came from the direction of the ship, where Johns had gone. And where Riddick was tied up. Without thinking, Sasha ran toward the noise, streaking past Jack and the others, who stared at her retreating form in shock and confusion.

In less a minute, Sasha found herself entering the area she had vacated not a half an hour ago. The scene that greeted her eyes brought her up short. Johns was standing very still, his face intent and a slight wave of fear coming off of him. Riddick was standing right in front of the cop, a gun poised at point blank range. For a split second, Sasha thought Riddick was going to shoot the man. However, his stance relaxed just a fraction, telling her otherwise.

The convict spoke, breaking the heavy silence that seemed to engulf the room. "I want you to remember this moment." He dropped the gun and grabbed what looked to be his goggles from Johns' hands. He put them on and made his way toward her.

Sasha stared at him, though she kept her expression blank. Riddick brushed past her quickly, going outside to join the others. However, he paused for a fraction of a second, allowing his hand to just barely graze over her ass before he left. It took all of Sasha's control not to tremble at the light touch. Instead, she turned around to watch him go, then swung her gaze back to the cop, who was staring at her rather intently. In fact, his blue eyes were narrowed on Sasha in a hard stare. Not wanting to be out done, Sasha glared back at the cop. Within a minute, he backed off and left the ship himself.

Once he was gone, Sasha let out a breath she had not realized she'd been holding. Obviously, Johns could be smart when he chose to be and was starting to wonder about her. And perhaps he was starting to wonder about his prisoner too. There was nothing Sasha could do about it, so she decided to let any worry on the matter go. Let Johns form his own conclusions. It wasn't like he could keep the two of them apart anyway. If he did, he'd wind up getting killed. Or at the very least maimed.

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A/N: Hope you liked the latest installmet! I promise the next one will be much longer :)