Warning: I changed the rating to M for this chapter...


Chapter Four

Kahlan

Kahlan, Cara, and Callia were back home in their small cottage, Cara undressing in the other room. Callia was sitting at the table, her fingers tracing the grooves in the wood. Kahlan was about to join her wife in the bedroom when Callia cleared her throat.

"Mommy, can I ask you something?" Callia asked, her green eyes looking unsure. Kahlan turned around to face her daughter, a gentle smile on her face.

"What is it, sweetie?" Kahlan said, sliding a hand down her soft, blue tunic. She was curious as to what her daughter had to say.

Callia looked her mother directly in the eyes. "I want to know what really happened."

Kahlan looked as confused as she possibly could. "What do you mean?" She sat down at the table across from her daughter.

"I saw it in the Seeker's eyes," Callia explained. "He wasn't telling the whole truth."

Kahlan glanced back at the room her wife occupying before sighing. "You're too smart for your own good, Callia." Callia raised an eyebrow. "Alright, alright. Everything Mr. Cypher told you was true, but he left some things out."

"Tell me, then. I deserve to know," Callia said. "Whatever happened with all of you, it was bad. I've never seen Mother act the way she did." Kahlan took a hard look into her daughter's green eyes.

"I was in love with Richard," Kahlan said flatly, and Callia's eyes went wide.

"But I thought you loved Mother!" Callia exclaimed. Kahlan shook her head.

"Sweetie, I do love your mother. Very much so," Kahlan assured her, looking to the bedroom once more. "But there was a time before I met your mother. And at that time, I was in love with the Seeker."

Callia pondered this for a moment. "So what happened? Richard kept mentioning something that happened seventeen years ago," then Callia's head jerked back. "Is young Richard your son?!"

Kahlan's blue eyes almost fell out of her head. "NO! No Callia, no. No. That isn't what happened," Kahlan said, which calmed Callia down. "Remember when I told you that our powers would consume the men we love if we are with them?" Callia nodded.

"Richard and I barely touched. We couldn't, or else he would become confessed. Then your mother joined us in the Seeker's quest to find the Stone of Tears. That's when… when I began to develop feelings for her. But I still cared for Richard at the same time," Kahlan said, holding her daughter's hand on the table.

"Then, all of a sudden, I realized that I loved your mother more than I loved anyone else on the earth. And I didn't feel that way about Richard," Kahlan said with difficulty. "Then, one night, I confessed my love to your mother. And then… in the throes of passion…"

"MOMMY!" Callia cried, squeezing her eyes shut. "Please, spare me the details."

Kahlan laughed. "Well, I confessed your mother. But for some reason, she didn't die. I suppose she's immune to my power, somehow. I took that as a sign that we were meant to be together."

"Unfortunately, Richard caught us and got very upset. I chose your mother over him, and I didn't even tell him beforehand," Kahlan said. Callia looked upset.

"Did you cry?" she asked innocently. Kahlan nodded.

"A lot. He said some things he shouldn't have. He didn't understand me the way your mother does," Kahlan said. "The next few days, Richard stayed away from me. But then one night he led me into the woods, and we kissed. I didn't know why, but I just forgot everything that had happened. And then I confessed him."

Callia's mouth went agape. "So how did he become free?"

Kahlan was about to explain when Cara came and leaned on the doorway of their bedroom, sporting a long, beige tunic that stopped just above her knee. She was obviously waiting for her wife to come to bed, but Kahlan was a little busy. Neither of the Confessors said anything, Cara glaring at Kahlan with green eyes.

"I heard voices. Is everything alright?" Cara asked, her eyes searching for a threat. Kahlan shook her head.

"No, darling. I was just telling Callia…" Kahlan trailed off, lost in her own thoughts. Soundlessly, Cara sat next to her wife, her head leaning on her hand. Kahlan looked at her wife nervously, but summoned the courage to speak in front of her.

"I wanted to kill myself to release him. Then your mother would bring me back with the Breath of Life. But... your mother refused to let me kill myself." Kahlan looked to Cara, who was nodding for her to continue. "So I-I took her agiel and began… hurting myself with it, in the hopes that she would kill me rather than watch me suffer," Kahlan choked out. She couldn't say anything else, her throat was dry and it was hard to speak. She regretted that night feverishly. Callia was waiting for an answer.

"Callia, the agiel is a weapon of pain," Cara began, rubbing her wife's back while speaking. "It is used to break a person's spirit. Sometimes, the agiel makes a person loose their sanity. That's what happened to your mom."

Cara swallowed hard, but never broke eye contact with her daughter. "I had to stab your mom in the heart with her own knife in order to save her and release Lord Rahl from confession," Cara's voice was wavering, but she continued on. Kahlan broke into sobs, her head in her hands.

Callia looked up at her mother. "So… you brought Mommy back with the Breath of Life?"

"Yes. And then Lord Rahl was released from confession," Cara finished. The blonde looked at her wife, who was still crying. Kahlan wasn't ready to tell that story.

"Thank you for telling me, Mommy. You too, Mother," Callia said, smiling. "I really appreciate it. I... I will retire now." Kahlan nodded, as did Cara.

"Goodnight sweetheart," Kahlan said. When Callia closed the door, Kahlan leaned her head on Cara's shoulder. "I'm sorry, dear. I just couldn't do it."

Cara stroked her wife's head. "It's alright. You'll have to make it up to me." Kahlan looked up at Cara, confused. Cara smiled and let her lips touch Kahlan's ear.

"Fuck me. Hard," she whispers quietly so their daughter won't hear. Kahlan's cheeks flushed just at the thought. With a quiet laugh, she kissed her wife passionately. Kahlan stood up and Cara jumped up on her, legs hooked around the Confessor. The Mord-Sith's hands were already in Kahlan's dark hair, lost in the dark tresses. With a smile, Kahlan quickly closed the door before tossing Cara on the bed and joining her there.

Wasting no time, Kahlan pulled up her wife's short dress and kissed her hard abs, eliciting a moan from Cara. Kahlan smiles.

"Can you handle it?" she asks, and before Cara can answer, Kahlan puts her fingers at Cara's entrance. The blonde sucks in a breath, trying not to be loud. Kahlan saw this as a teasing opportunity. She slowly slid a finger up Cara, kissing her as well. Cara squeezed Kahlan's breast, rocking her hips against her wife's hand. Kahlan drew her fingers out and cupped Cara's breasts, kissing her deliciously smooth neck. The Confessor could feel the blonde's heart pumping faster, so decided to up the anti.

Cara's hands flew to Kahlan's pants, feverishly trying to take them off. Kahlan slid them off for her, and Cara's hands were shaking. Immediately, Kahlan crashed her hips into Cara's, the Mord-Sith searching for friction. Smiling, Kahlan dropped her hand down to Cara's legs and trailed a finger up the inside of her toned thigh before inserting a finger, making Cara sigh with pleasure.

"Harder," Cara moaned. Kahlan looked up into Cara's beautiful aquamarine eyes as she pressed another finger up into Cara, the blonde beginning to shiver a bit. Kahlan could tell she was close. Kahlan ran a hand up Cara's tight stomach, lightly grazing her breast. Cara gasped when Kahlan circled a thumb around her clit.

"Please…" Cara begged, her hands twisting the sheets underneath her. Kahlan laughed quietly.

"Please what?"

"Please… fuck me," Cara panted. Kahlan still had her fingers in Cara. She raised herself up the blonde's body so her lips touched Cara's ear.

"Say my name," she ordered.

"Kahlan," Cara breathed, a half smile on her face. With that, Kahlan plunged her fingers up Cara's entrance. Cara arched up on the bed, gasping. She screamed the Confessor's name, then fell back down, shaking from release. Kahlan pulled the small Mord-Sith close to her, softly kissing the back of her neck. She waited until Cara stopped shaking to speak.

"I love you," Kahlan whispered. She could hear a small laugh from her wife.

"I love you too," she said, then went limp in Kahlan's arms. The dark haired woman smiled and looked at her perfect wife, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Kahlan snuggled up closer to her, nestling her chin into Cara's shoulder. With her arms around her beloved, Kahlan fell asleep.


Did you like this chapter? It's my first shot at sexy times, so please bear with me.