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My Precious	By : DonnaLynn Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 3572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

No direct
contact�that was the agreement�bread crumbs were about the only way I knew
anything about them. Couldn�t go to Helion Prime�till now�been a long time
since I scented a merc�might be safe enough to pay a visit�just might�they say
you don�t know what you got till it�s gone�didn�t know how true that was�till
Jack�Kyra�

Imam watched as Kyra excused herself and made her way out of
the kitchen. Really and truly he didn�t want to leave her alone. But at the same
time he needed some time away. How he worried about her though. She was strong,
beautiful and capable of anything she set her mind too. That�s the part that
scared him. What if she got the bright idea to look for Riddick while he was
away? Would mercs come for her in the night?

�You seem troubled holy man��

Imam stiffened as the deep vibrating voice broke the air and
bathed his senses. Riddick�Imam
slowly turned to where he thought his voice came from and saw him leaning
against a wall in the shadows. �Riddick?� he whispered then quickly and
frantically made sure Kyra was nowhere to be seen.

�She�s in the shower,� Riddick assured him quietly as it
seemed to help him relax a little. �You look well Imam.� He complimented, at
the same time he glanced in the general direction of Kyra�s room where she
showered.

Imam nodded, �Yes, thank you, we are both doing well.� He
took another glance behind him then turned on his stool to face Riddick. �What
are you doing here?� he asked getting strait to the point.

Riddick seemed to be listening elsewhere but answered anyway.
�Things have been quiet for the last two years�didn�t think it�d hurt to make a
quick stop�� he looked at Imam. ��and see her, for once.� He turned his gaze
back towards her room. It awed him at how much she had grown up. Last time he
saw her she was a scrawny, tom boy looking kid with a shaved head and a bad
attitude. Now�she was a beautiful young woman with long wavy hair, a perfect
figure and the sun of Helion Prime certainly made her skin shine. If he guessed
she had brown hair and maybe green eyes. Not seeing all colors was the only
thing he hated about the shine job.

�She has missed you,� Imam admitted. �She has done well for
herself in your absence. She is at the top of her class�keeps herself in
perfect physical health and somehow manages to stay out of trouble.� He smiled
at the last of his sentence. This led Riddick to believe she was still a bit
mischievous. He looked over Riddick and noted that the man had not changed a
bit in five years. He was still the same statue from before. What is he really here for he wondered?
Was he truly there just to see in on Kyra? Or did he have ulterior motives? If he is here to take Kyra�Imam knew the
possibility of the day. The day Riddick would return and give her the choice. Has that day come he thought? �I am to
leave later this morning for Helion 5 for a holy retreat�� he started.

��I know,� Riddick cut him off quietly. ��figured that�s why
you had the long face.�

Imam looked away for a moment. Was it just coincidence that
Riddick showed up at the same time he was supposed to leave? God worked in
mysterious ways. �Do you wish to speak with her?� he asked. Something flashed
across Riddick�s face. An emotion Imam didn�t associate with Riddick�fear.

Riddick looked away, his silver eyes downcast. �It�s been a
long time�� he started softly. ��I don�t know if she even wants to see me.�

Imam raised an eyebrow and regarded Riddick for a moment,
�Other than God there is one thing I most certain of Riddick�that there is
nothing more in this universe that Kyra would want than too see you again. She
holds no ill will toward you. She understands your reasons for leaving.� He let
his words sink in for Riddick and continued. �She is a mature young woman, not
the child you left behind.�

If Imam had been any other man Riddick would have ripped his
throat out for saying those last words. He knew what Imam meant and that was
the only reason he was still alive. �Not yet,� he answered and he turned to
leave.

�Riddick?�

Riddick stopped and just turned his head. �Enjoy your trip
Imam�she�ll be here when you get back,� with that he silently made his exit.

It was like he vanished into thin air. �For the life of me I will
never understand how they do that,� he said quietly to himself.

�How who does what?� Kyra asked coming into the kitchen
dressed for school and setting her things on the counter.

Imam quickly turned and shook his head. �Oh uh, nothing, I
was just thinking aloud,� he covered.

She shrugged then froze and tilted her head to the side and
slowly smelled the air. �What�s that smell?� she asked slightly transfixed.

Imam shook his head, �I do not smell anything.� He watched
her as she closed her eyes and took another breath threw her nose.

�It�s so familiar�� she almost cooed then shook herself with
a laugh. �Can�t be�� she breathed then cleared her throat and sat on a stool
across from him. �You all ready to head out?� she asked trying to get her mind
off the scent. It smells like�

�Yes, I have my things ready at the door,� Imam nodded.

�You want me to go to the station with you?� she asked almost
timidly.

Imam smiled, �It would be my honor to be escorted by my
beautiful daughter.�

She blushed instantly. �Imam�� she chastised quietly. Why does he have to embarrass me like that
she thought shyly? He�s just being Imam
she thought. I wonder what Riddick would
say about me now she wondered then blushed again and groaned mentally. You�ll always be that little kid he rescued
Kyra, nothing more, nothing less she told herself. But it�s okay to dream though�that�s when she realized Imam was
speaking to her. Shit, oh well�

��if there is anything you need all contacts are in my study
and remember��

��parties over by midnight, the guys have to sleep downstairs
and make sure I cook a hearty breakfast first thing,� she finished in a serious
but joking manner.

�You believe you are funny?� he asked as he flipped the
newspaper in front of him.

�I know I�m funny!� she accentuated.

Imam just hummed in returned.
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