Cara

"What just happened?" the Mord'Sith calmly asked. She was on the verge of tears, but she wasn't about to let anyone see her cry. She was Mord'Sith, she had no emotions.

Kahlan was on the ground; Richard asking over and over again what he could do to make his mistress stop crying. Kahlan was crying her eyes out, looking at Cara sorrowfully. She knew what she had done was wrong; she couldn't bring herself to tell Cara what had happened. Cara knew this, and was patient. As soon as she found the pair on the ground, alone, she put two and two together, figuring out what had happened. Being the loyal Mord'Sith she was, Cara pushed Richard over and pulled Kahlan into a warm embrace.

"No matter what happens, I will always love you," Cara whispered into the dark haired girl's ear.

"I'm…I'm soooooooryyy C-Caraaaa," Kahlan sobbed, holding onto Cara's leather for dear life.

"Broken," Cara said, and Kahlan pulled away, looking at the blonde.

"What?"

"Nothing," Cara dismissed quickly. She had accidently let slip her private thoughts. "Are you alright, dear?"

"No-o-o," Kahlan cried, tears running down her face. "I con-confessed Rich-ard."

"I know, dear, I know. I'm very intuitive," Cara boasted. "And I'm not angry."

Kahlan stopped crying, and wiped her eyes. "But… But Cara, we kissed," said Kahlan, confused.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm aware. But I'm not mad, or upset, maybe a little confused; but never angry. I love you, so much, and I know that you love me just as much."

Kahlan smiled at Cara and laughed, looking like a weight was lifted off her shoulders.

"I don't love you that much," Kahlan said flatly, and Cara raised an eyebrow. "I love you more," Kahlan said with a smile, and Cara punched her in the arm. Even though Kahlan's arm hurt like hell, she didn't think that the Mord'Sith realized how hard she hit.

"Mistress, Mistress please, tell me what to do. I'll do anything," the two women looked at each other apprehensively not knowing what to say. Kahlan turned to Richard and sighed, reaching behind her for Cara's hand. Cara felt like Kahlan's tether to sanity, and she hoped that they could deal with this. If there was one thing the Mord'Sith knew, it was that they could not have a confessed Seeker fighting evil. Cara racked her brain for solutions, but she was drawing blanks.

"Richard, just go back to camp. I need to be alone," Kahlan said, pinching the bridge of her nose. Dismayed, the confessed man nodded and headed back the way he came. Kahlan turned back to Cara, tears gone from her face and replaced with her Confessor's face. Cara knew this was a coping strategy for Kahlan, just like snappy comments and pain were hers.

"Kahlan?"

"Kill me."

Cara just stood there, Kahlan standing up too. "What do you mean, kill you?"

Kahlan came closer to Cara, putting her hands on the blonde's shoulders. "We can't have Richard like this, and we don't have a Quillian. If I die, then Richard will be freed, and then you can bring me back with the breath of life," Kahlan said, but Cara flew into a rage despite her lover's calm tone.

"Are you kidding me? Have we not been through this before? You're life is worth so much, Kahlan! And for you to just throw it away like that," Cara said, sniffing. "It's a disgrace to our mission."

Kahlan kept her face void of emotion as she stepped toward Cara, who had moved near a tree. The Mord'Sith didn't want to look at Kahlan, turning away and leaning on the tree with her side. When Kahlan just stood there for a while, Cara gave in. The Mord'Sith's beautiful green eyes were swimming in tears.

"Cara, I wouldn't be dead forever. You would bring me back, with the Breath of Life. It's the only way, and you know it." Kahlan said dismissively, and embraced Cara in a hug. Cara felt Kahlan's hand go to her hip, and before she could react, Kahlan had one of her agiels. Kahlan's mask broke, revealing all the pain she was feeling from holding the deadly weapon. The thin red rod was screaming in Kahlan's hand, dark veins sprouting from her hand, but Kahlan ignored it.

"Dear, give it up. You're going to pass out if you keep holding it," warned Cara, glaring at Kahlan. "You're not strong enough."

"Who says? I'm strong enough. You're the weak one!" screamed Kahlan, stabbing her arm with the agiel. Cara could only watch as Kahlan bared her teeth and grunted, determined to make Cara kill her. But Cara would do nothing of the sort.

Just in the nick of time, Zedd came crashing through the woods, a worried look on his face. "What's going on- Kahlan what are you doing?" Zedd yelled, flying over to the Mother Confessor. Cara held him back, grabbing a hold of the old wizard's robes.

"Don't. She wants me to kill her to release Richard, but I won't do it. Don't worry, she'll drop it eventually," Cara calmly informed Zedd. With a look on his face that said, have you finally gone insane? Zedd pulled back. The two turned back to Kahlan, who had removed the agiel from her arm.

"Just kill me, Cara! It's the only way!" she yelled, and Zedd looked at Cara. A tear rolled down the side of her face, but Cara quickly wiped it away.

"No, it's not. I won't let you do this!" Cara yelled back, hoping that Kahlan would just give up and stop this madness.

Kahlan glared at her lover before reaching into her boot to unsheathe her dagger. A look of confusion washed over her face when they weren't there. With a sly smile on her face, Cara held up the Confessor's daggers.

"Two can play at this game, dear."