A/N: Alright, so here's the next part. I tried to clarify a few things, but I can't tell you too much. Thank you all soo much for reading and reviewing. I hope you enjoy it. And don't forget to keep reviewing. The little blue button gets really lonely when no one touches it. Here it is...

Cara shook her head, trying to make sense of it all. "So let me get this straight," she began. "We captured Nicci. She…took her own life, and Kahlan went to Aydindryl – without us! And last winter we moved into this house, together? And we…we...…we were…...This is insane!" She put her head in her hands. "There is absolutely no way that this happened. Is there anything else I should know?" She asked.

Richard nodded. "But you might want to brace yourself for this one, Cara." He warned.

Cara paled, worry creeping into her features. "What is it?" She asked.

Richard took a deep breath, trying to find the best way to tell her "Well, one of the reasons I was so worried that you had gotten the flu…I mean I was more…I mean –" He stammered nervously.

"Just say it, Richard." She insisted. "I can handle it, whatever it is. Really."

He nodded gravely. "You're with child." He revealed.

Cara's eyes widened. "I'm…" she uttered, completely stunned by the revelation. "Is it yours?" she managed to murmur.

Richard smiled. "Yes, it is." He said, a small blush rushing to his cheeks. "I was so happy when we found out."

"How far am I?" She asked. "I mean, do we know? Does Kahlan know that I'm…that we're…?"

Richard laughed heartily, cutting her off. "Slow down." He lectured lovingly. "I can only answer one question at a time. You are almost 3 months, and yes, Kahlan does know about it. She was visiting when we found out. She even helped you to start the baby blanket." He answered.

Cara shook her head. "But you two were in love. You survived confession. You could be with her. This doesn't make any sense." She said. She looked at her hands and closed her eyes.

"Cara," Richard began gently. "Just look me in the eye and tell me that you don't have feelings for me, and I'll let it go. But you have to tell me the truth, as Lord Rahl." He said, inwardly cringing for using the title over her, but it was necessary.

Cara opened her eyes and looked up hesitantly. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but then closed it again and looked away. "I can't." She finally said.

Richard cupped her chin gently and turned her face back towards him. "Cara, you have to. I used the title." He reminded her.

Cara shook her head. "No." She began "I can't tell you I don't have feelings for you, because it's not true." A stray tear fell down her cheek. "I do have feelings for you Richard. But you love Kahlan, and she loves you. I won't betray either of you."

Richard intertwined his hands with hers. "Cara, you didn't betray us. I love you." He insisted. "And our child." He pulled her into a loving embrace. "That will never change. I promise I'll always be here for you, my love."

Cara felt her eyes water, but forced the tears back. I have no right to cry. Something wasn't right about his story. Kahlan would have been hurt. She loved him deeply. Kahlan was my friend. She would have been devastated. Cara let out a muffled sob. She cursed herself for not being strong enough to hold it inside.

Richard rubbed her back, comfortingly. "Don't Cry. I've got you, and I'm never letting go." He assured her, the truth of his words tearing through Cara like a dagger.

Cara let out another strangled cry as she just let herself go and began to cry into his embrace.

Crying for herself.

Crying for Kahlan.

For what had happened.

For all that had happened.

For all that had ever happened.

For everyone.

For everything.

"Cara?" Richard said when Cara was all cried out.

"Yeah?" she answered weakly. The cry fest had taken all of her energy.

Richard stroked her head. "It's getting late. You need your sleep."

Cara nodded and tried to stand, but she was too weak to stand.

Too weak to curse herself for being so weak.

Too weak to care that she couldn't.

Too weak to bother to try to stand again.

Even too weak to even let her pride get in the way.

Richard swept Cara up into his arms bridal style, and carried her down the hallway to the bedroom, laying her on the bed. He reached down and pulled the sheets and blankets up over her, before taking off his shirt and climbing into bed beside her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Sleep well, my love." He whispered softly. "Sweet dreams."

Cara closed her eyes slowly, and pretended that she had fallen asleep. Richard 's head sought the pillow, as he too closed his eyes to go to sleep, satisfied that Cara was alright. When she was sure he was asleep, Cara opened her eyes and tried to cry, but there were no tears left. She had used up fifteen years of tears in a matter of hours. She shook with silent sobs. All I ever wanted, and I don't want it at all.