1 - Dancing Bear – The Mama's and the Papa's
"What should we name her?" Kahlan looked into Cara's hard eyes.
"She's a bear, Kahlan, she doesn't need a name." Cara said through her teeth. Glaring over Kahlan's shoulder at the bear cub whom was sitting with it's paws over it's eyes.
"She's a cub, Cara. Her mother is dead. There is no other mother bear whom is willing to take her in." Kahlan leaned into Cara.
"The bears whom are watching, and waiting see us." Cara stiffened. "Once we are gone, then the cub will be claimed. Not our problem." She glared at the cub whom decided to make it's move. She grabbed hold of Kahlan's moving hands, "Don't touch the cub any more. It's going to have your scent on it for a while yet. It will be that much harder for another mother to want to claim it."
"She's claimed us." Kahlan said as the cub came and sat between them. She smiled at the cub willing it to make it's move. Cara's hands stiffened over hers. She tried to hide the smile as the cub chocked it's head in Cara's direction – and Cara unconsciously chocked her head also.
The cub moved and laid it's head in Cara's lap. Yawning up and closing her eyes. Cara looked down and smiled softly. Kahlan leaned over and licked and nipped Cara's pulse point. "What should we name her?"
"Mine." Cara whispered.
2 – Sealed with a Kiss – The Happenings
Kahlan allowed her mouth to be captured by Cara's.
Cara pulled away. "I'm claiming what is rightfully mine," She growled deep in her throat. "You don't belong to anyone else, Kahlan Amnell. You don't belong to Richard, you don't belong to any male whom wants to be mated to the Mother Confessor. You belong to me. Solely to me. Only to me."
Kahlan felt the hot tears coarse down her cheeks, "I had always prayed that someone would say that too me – and truly mean it. To say this to me from their own free will. I'm glad the the Creator thought I was worth it."
Cara leaned forward once more, "I'm sealing my claim with a a kiss." She captured her soul mate's mouth with her own.
3 – Roses are red (my love) – Bobby Vinton
Cara blinked as she found the flower in front of her face. She stiffened as she felt Kahlan's arms wrap around her. She felt Kahlan's breath against her neck – as the Mother Confessor rested her head on her shoulder.
"Roses are red." Kahlan quoted softly. "Vi -"
"I don't need a lesson on flower colors, Mother Confessor." Cara harshly said, as she tried to move away from Kahlan's hold on her. But the taller woman just tighten her hold around her waist. The flower lifted to rest against her leather clad chest.
"I wanted you to enjoy this rose." Kahlan said. "I searched long and hard for the perfect rose for you."
"Why?" Cara demanded her back stiffened.
"Because you look like a rose person." Kahlan said.
"You thought wrong." Cara said in a hard voice. "You thought wrong." She pushed backward roughly and heard the soft whimper of Kahlan fallen onto the hard woods floor. Standing quickly to her feet and turning to glare down at the fallen Mother Confessor, "You thought wrong, Mother Confessor. I hate roses. I had hated roses ever since I killed my first confessor." She turned and stormed away.
Kahlan stared wide eyed after the angry blond woman. The rose dropped from her lifeless hand.
4 – We Gotta Get Out of This Place – The Animals
Cara fought her way past the Sisters of the Dark whom were blocking her view of Kahlan. Richard and Zedd were fine off to the right fighting their own Sisters of the Dark. The last she saw of the Mother Confessor; four Sisters of the Dark were rushing her at the same time. Before Cara could get to Kahlan's side to help kill the sisters – six of the damn sisters had attacked her. Managing to draw her away from the Mother Confessor.
Cara killed the last two sisters in one swoop and found Kahlan hacking away with her knifes against two of the sisters. She rushed quickly forward killing anyone whom got in her way. Kahlan suddenly went down and a sister was raising her hand for the killing strike. Cara didn't know how it happened but she had knocked the sister over her back as she knelt at Kahlan's side.
"Time to get out of there, Mother Confessor." Cara breathed as she saw the blood on Kahlan's face, neck, hands.
"No!" Kahlan breathed in. "We can't retreat."
"I'm sorry." Cara said in a hard voice. She raised her hand and slugged Kahlan in the jaw. She quickly wrapped her arms around the fallen Mother Confessor and picked her up. Looking wildly around, she found a clear path to getting her friend from the deadly battle.
Cara ran for all she was worth.
5 – The First Cut Is Always the Deepest – Sheryl Crow
"Stop that!" Kahlan hissed through her teeth.
"I can't heal you – if you don't allow me to cut away at the infection." Cara glared into blue eyes of the Mother Confessor. "I thought you were tougher than this, Mother Confessor."
"I'm tough, Cara. It just doesn't feel all that great with you cutting deeply," She hissed once more as she felt the pain once more.
"You wanted to do this without calming herbs." Cara shrugged as she went to work on Kahlan's thigh once more.
"You know it's not safe for me not to have full control of my body." Kahlan said as she felt the sweat roll down her back, face, neck.
"I all ready gave you permission to confess me." Cara said her eyes clued to her task. "So you confess me now instead of back then."
"I would never confess you, Cara." Kahlan said in a soft voice. Biting her lip to keep back the scream. "I would never steal away the rest of your life from you."
Cara finished with wrapping the wound. Looking up, and meeting the soft blue eyes, "You should have, Mother Confessor. I don't have much of a life. Darken Rahl saw too that."
Kahlan reached out, and ran her fingers lightly across Cara's chapped lips. "I want to help you get your life back."
Cara pulled away, "Get some rest now, Mother Confessor. I'll keep first watch. Richard will be returning soon." She stood to her feet and walked away.
Kahlan shook her head as she lowered it against Cara's bedroll.
6 – Dizzy – Tommy Roe
Kahlan's eyes clouded over as she felt the wave hit her once more. "You make me dizzy." She cried out as she grabbed hold of the hand that was against her stomach.
Cara smiled against the breast that she was teasing and licking. Her other hand was deep within her lover. Bringing her love to climax of yet another proof of her undying love.
Kahlan cried out Cara's name as she came over and over again.
7 – Breathe – Taylor Swift (feat. Colbie Callat)
"Just breath." Kahlan whispered in Cara's ear. She wrapped her arms around the silently shaking shorter woman. "Just breath." She softly said kissing the blond woman's forehead.
Cara closed her eyes, "I don't want to breath."
"Breath for me." Kahlan tightened her hold around her best friend. "Breath for me."
"I can't breath for you any longer." Cara cried softly. "You have made your choice. It's Richard. Not me. Richard."
Kahlan's head bowed, and laid against the shorter woman's right shoulder. She gave into her heartbreak as she held the soul whom she was willing walking away from.
8 - Light My Fire - The Doors
Cara simply stared into the fire.
Kahlan simply stared across the fire at Cara.
Richard simply stared at the right side of Kahlan's face.
Non of the three moved or spoke for what seemed a lifetime.
Richard opened his mouth, "You light my fire, Kahlan." He watched as Kahlan stiffened. "But, I don't light yours." He said in a soft sad voice. Licking his lips. "Someone else lights yours. I'm happy for you. "
Kahlan's head turned slowly to meet his downcast and disappointed eyes. "I'm sorry Richard, I'm sorry that you aren't the one that my heart and soul sings for."
Richard smiled. "I always knew that I wasn't." He stood to his feet, and walked around the fire, and knelt down in front of Cara. "Take good care of her, Cara. I'm not ordering you as your Lord Rahl. I'm asking you as a friend." Standing back up he walked away from the fire.
Cara simply stared into the fire.
Kahlan simply stared across the fire at Cara.
9 -Don't Matter - Akon
"It doesn't matter." Cara breathed in deeply as she stared into the darkness. "It doesn't matter that I'm not the chosen one. It doesn't matter that she chose him. It is as it should be. For her to have her daughter - she had to chose a man. Only a man could give her the sperm that she needed to create her daughter - to contiune the Confessor line. It doesn't matter that she chose her mate. It doesn't matter that it's him." She beat her hands against her thighs as she thought of the Mother Confessor and her Lord Rahl coming one right at this moment.
It didn't matter one bit to Cara that her heart was breaking into millions of pieces. It didn't matter to Cara that her soul would never be able to heal from this wound. It didn't matter to Cara that she would have her life ended due to her soul mate choosing another in stead of her. It didn't matter to Cara that she wasn't good enough for the sainted and pure Mother Confessor.
Tears rolled hotly down her cheeks as she slumped onto the hard floor - her breath hitching as she felt her bones tighten due to all the sobs that were fighting to be released all at once.
10 - Sticks and Stones - Ray Charles
Kahlan knelt down and picked up two stones. She looked up at the still Cara. "Do you know what we are?"
Cara sighed and rolled her eyes. "Why can't we go one day without questioning our place in this world, Mother Confessor?"
Kahlan smiled, "We are these two stones."
Cara shook her head, "I'm a stone, Mother Confessor; but you are a stick."
A crease came between Kahlan's eyes. "Are you saying that I'm a stick up your ass?"
Cara sighed deeply, "I'm just saying, Mother Confessor, that you aren't hard and much trampled on - as stones. You are a stick. A stick that can be created into something beautiful."
Kahlan slowly stood to her feet, her hands reached out holding both stones. "Stones can be created into the most beautiful creations known to man kind, Cara. You are being created into the most beautiful creation known to man kind, Cara."
