It should be obvious that I don't own this show because I am broke. Just saying.

This would be my first Legend story. I've written stories for other shows before, so I'm not really new at this. However, as this is my first one for this, I would really appreciate feedback. I have the whole story planned out in my head and it's kind of long. So, I hope there are people up for the ride and I hope you enjoy. Please review if you have some advice or idea of what you would like to see in this story. Thanks and enjoy!

It had been only three months since the veil had been repaired and the Keeper had been defeated. Three months where things were struggling to right themselves. People were trying to rebuild the lives that had been devastated by the war and the Keepers minions. They were repairing their homes and trying to salvage what was left of their families. Most of those people had so little left, it would be a miracle for them to be able to restart. Many of them were going to have to rely on the charity of others who had fared better.

In general, it was a time of relative peace. There were no wars raging and banelings were again part of legend. Darken Rahl was laying low with his Mord'Sith followers who were still loyal to him. There were rumors that he was plotting his return to the throne. Rumors that he would soon make his move again to rule all of D'Hara. They were seemingly only rumors though, as no one had actually seen Darken Rahl for some time.

The Seeker and his companions were doing everything in their power to help anyone they could. Kahlan Amnell was free to take her place as the ruling Mother Confessor and was trying her hardest to restore some sort of order to the land. She had returned to Aydendril a month after the veil had been repaired and she was beginning to feel as though she was never going to be able to return things to the way they should be.

The great wizard Zeddicus Zul Zorander had returned with her and was doing what he could to aid in her work. He understood the pressure she was under, but also knew that she would be able to handle it better than any other confessor. These were tough times to be a newly named Mother Confessor, but he could report with great pride, that she wasn't allowing herself to become overwhelmed by the daunting task.

The Seeker, Richard Rahl and Cara Mason, the Mord'Sith were traveling the Midlands, trying to help people rebuild homes and farms. Cara was slightly less inclined to be helping people with what she considered such menial tasks, but her vow to serve Richard had her at his side day in and day out. She knew he was itching to return to Aydendril and Kahlan, but his devotion to the people kept him working. She had to admire his resolve and dedication, even though she couldn't understand it completely.

The times were becoming peaceful, but somewhere, deep inside Richard knew that things weren't going to stay that way. He knew that the rumors were true, somehow he knew. Rahl was planning something. Something that was going to upset the delicate balance that was beginning to present itself. It made him work harder though. Maybe he thought that by helping people restore their homes they would be able to withstand whatever Rahl was planning easier. Maybe he just wanted to give them hope; hope that everything would be okay now.

So, he silently gathered whatever information he could about Rahl while working to rebuild the lands he had spent two years fighting for. He didn't even let Cara know what he was thinking. He wasn't sure how she would react and he didn't want the people to have anymore reason to worry. He wanted to be able to talk to Kahlan about it, but communication with her and Zed had been nearly impossible. The first plan had been to use the Journey Books, but somehow they had all disappeared. Richard had strong suspicion that Rahl was behind that, but had no way to prove that.

Spending two months away from Kahlan was one of the hardest things he had been required to do in his life. They had just found out they could be together, really together, and then duty had separated them. He knew she was doing well, the people were always talking about the Mother Confessor and the work she was doing. They loved and respected her and Richard couldn't be more proud of her. She was endearing herself to the people through her compassion and generosity and he knew that was going to be needed if Rahl did end up making a move.

He found Cara with a young family rebuilding the side of a house. He had met the family the day before. Derek had only been in the D'Haran for a year before the war ended and everyone was sent home. Derek was one of the lucky ones. He had been able to return home to his wife, Felicia and young son, Jason alive. So many soldiers had been returned home solely to be buried.

Richard stood off to the side for a few moments and watched as Cara helped Felicia to line the logs with tar to keep animals out. He was proud of the effort Cara had been making to be more compassionate. She was trying to understand the pain and turmoil people were going through due to all that had happened. He needed to talk to her though, so he moved towards the house.

"Cara, can I talk to you for a minute?" He didn't give her time to respond and simply moved a few paces back away from the house. She handed her tar covered brush to Felicia and moved to join him.

"I think we need to start heading back to Aydendril. I can't explain it, but I feel like we're going to be needed there soon."

Cara studied him for a minute and he knew she was trying to see past what he said. He knew before he ever said anything to her that part of her was going to assume he only wanted to get back to Kahlan, but he was hoping that she would see there was more to it than that.

"I have no objection. Obviously, house building isn't something they teach the Mord'Sith. I would be more comfortable if the Mother Confessor could find something for me to handle."

Richard grinned at Cara's response. He knew the house building was like torture to her and he knew she was really hoping Kahlan would be in need of someone to help 'enforce' the laws in certain cases. He nodded at her.

"We can leave at sun-up. On the way, we might need to stop and help people here and there, but we shouldn't wait too long to finish the journey. Kahlan and Zedd are going to need us sometime soon. I just know it."

Cara agreed and asked if she was still supposed to work on this home more today. Richard could only laugh as he set the example and headed towards Derek to help rebuild the roof. For the rest of the day, his mind was more at ease than it had been in a while. Soon he would be back with Kahlan and their little family would be reunited. He really wished he could better explain why he felt like something was coming, but he knew his friends and he knew they would be satisfied with his gut feeling alone.

The next morning he and Cara set out early after saying their goodbyes to Derek and his family. They were sent off with enough food and water for at least a weeks travel and Richard was more than humbled by that. Derek and his family had very little left and he knew it was a struggle for him to provide for his family, but Richard couldn't refuse the gift without disrespecting the family.

As they rode out of town, Richard could only hope Rahl didn't make any sort of move before they were able to reach Zedd and Kahlan again. Richard knew their best chance of defeating Rahl once again would be to have a plan already in place, but they couldn't do that until they were all together again. With that thought in mind, he pushed his horse just a little harder knowing it would bring them to Aydendril that much sooner.