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The first thing I noticed when I woke up, was that I was not alone. Warm strong arms were wrapped securely around my waist. My mind was foggy with the first good night's sleep in months, but even through the fog I could feel something inside of me waking up.

Startled, I pulled away and rose up quickly. As I stood to my head throbbed with pressure and pain. As my eyes went black, I felt my balance fail me. As quickly as I rose I fell again. The warm arms that I had escaped only moments ago enclosed around me again.

"Easy Cara, it's only me." laughed a gentle voice.

I let him support me until my vision had recovered, then pulled brusquely out of his embrace. At first I didn't turn around, I was too angry at myself for letting my guard down enough to fall asleep in someone's arms. My hand wrapped tightly around an agiel, feeling, and controlling, the pain that shot up my arm.

"Cara I'm sorry I startled you."

Spinning around to finally face the man, I reacted fiercely, "You didn't."

Adam's handsome face, for once, didn't have an ounce of humor. The man's eyes held intelligence, his eyes held understanding.

"What are you doing out here?" I asked, sharply.

"Keeping you from drowning in your own vomit." he shot back.

I didn't look at the ground, knowing the evidence of what he said would still be there. Instead I stared at him, looking directly into his deep blue eyes.

"Why? I do not want your help."

"I'm sure you don't, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to give you help." he stated, not answering my question.

"You are avoiding telling me why," I stated softly, "interesting."

"I can't tell you why, because I don't know why." he murmured, casually taking a step toward me. "All I know is that last night I saw you run by, and thought you needed help."

Adam took another step.

"I do not need any help."

Now he stood just inches away from me, "Everyone needs a little help now and then, even a Mord-Sith." His voice was only a whisper, but I felt the breeze of his breath brush over my cheek.

Adam's answer surprised me, making me wonder how he knew Mord-Sith so well. Turning my head, and eyes, away from the tall man right in front of me. I could hear the faint sound of a small stream close by. Walking away from Adam I went to clean my mouth. With distance from his distraction I found it easier to think about what had happened the night before.

I found the river and stooped to wash my mouth, finally getting the bitter after taste out thoroughly.

I thought about my dream and Lord Rahl's offer. My body ached to hold Leo again, my soul longed for him. Even as a Mord-Sith I could not keep myself from these feelings. Wanting Leo back so badly went against all of my training, my life even. As much as I hated it, I wanted him back. I needed him back.

I wanted to tell Leo all the things that I didn't get to. I wanted to tell him I cared about him, loved him. But the last thing I told him was that I didn't care for him as he thought. I would never get to say these things to him, or even speak them aloud to anyone for that matter. No I had been given and chance, and lost it. I would not have a chance to right that wrong.

Standing up I saw Adam's reflection in the water, but I wasn't surprise. For a moment we just stood there, Adam standing slightly behind and to my left. I didn't want to move, I didn't want to think. I just wanted to stand there, in silence, with no judgment.

Adam came closer, removing the distance between us again. And again I didn't move. Something inside of me insisted on staying put. His hand reached up and turned my face toward him. Again I was caught in the deep pool of his gaze. Slowly he bent his head to mine, grazing his soft lips against mine.

It felt so natural and so right I almost gave in, but as he started to deepen the kiss I came to my senses sharply, "NO!"

Anger, burning with such an intense fire I felt a could burn somebody, fueled my arms with strength. One moment his lips were on mine, the next he was sprawled in the stream.

Seconds ticked by, as my rage grew. I wanted to kill him. The only thing that stopped me was the truly innocent look on Adam's surprised face. He wasn't smirking or laughing for weaseling through my defense, but he seemed hurt I had rejected him so clearly.

"Stay away from me." I warned him, putting the full power of my hatred into my voice.

"Cara please… I wasn't trying-"

I didn't stay to listen to his explanation, instead turned and walked away. Everyone had excuses, and I didn't care to hear them. I scrubbed my mouth with the back of my hand, startled to feel a sharp pain in the palm of my hand. Turning my hand over, I saw the deep cut in my hand. And I remembered the look on Richard's face when I got it.

For once in my life I didn't know what to do. On one hand I could stay here, and no doubt be found by Adam, or I could go back to the inn and be interrogated by Richard. Instead I found myself wondering to the horse barn.

Inside, a short squat man, smelling of beer and sour sweat. His eyes widened and he stood quickly, straightening his stained shirt.

"The Seeker needs four horses." I stated, watching his jumpy hands.

"Well I don't have any available… maybe if you come back tomorrow." he said, running his hand across his nose.

My sharp eyes caught the tattle-tale motion. He was lying, badly.

Sliding a single agiel out of it's holder, "Really… you have no horses, none at all?"

Small pig eyes darted wildly from my cold face to my burning agiel, "N-n-n-none."

"You're lying. And I do not like liars." I said, stepping closer to him and giving the agiel a single threatening twirl, "I suggest you rethink you're answer, and tell me one more time."

"Actually come to think of it I do have four horses. Right this way." the man hurriedly turned to go.

I lunged, grabbing his arm and turning him to face me, then shoved him against the barn wall, "Why are you stalling The Seeker?" I demanded, holding my agiel just inches away from his neck.

"Please don't hurt me, I'm just doing what I was told." the weak man begged, sending a wave of horridly smelling breathe right into my face.

Disgusted, I turned away, "And what did they tell you exactly?"

"To kill the Mord-Sith."

I had just enough time to turn around and deflect the sharp end of a long dagger. The man's forward momentum carried him past me, where I caught sight of a rotting scab on his neck. Stumbling to his knees, then rising with surprising quickness, the man was coming toward me again. The sharp knife sliced through the air, just shy of my throat.

I jammed my agiel straight in between the man's shoulder blades. He went down faster than a log, where I hit him over the head, knocking him unconscious. Running deeper into the barn, I found three horses already saddles and ready to ride out. Looking desperately around my eyes fell on a familiar grey stallion.

Minutes later I was riding back to the inn, dragging the three other horses behind me.

"Richard!" I screamed.

Almost instantly Richard had his head sticking out of the window right above me, "Cara what's going on?"

"A bangling just tried to attack me, he said he was told to kill the Mord-Sith."

Richard's head disappeared just as Kahlan and Zedd came out the door. Both saw the horses and mounted.

"Cara what's going on?" Zedd asked.

"There was a bangling in town. He tried to kill me."

Zedd narrowed his eyes, "Cara you have been attacked by banglings before."

"Yeah but how many of them have told me they were sent to kill The Mord-Sith?" I asked.

Richard ran out the door and jumped onto the final horse, "Cara where is Adam?"

Richard's question caught me off guard, "You said we were taking him to the next town and then going separate ways."

"Whoever just tried to kill you, may be after Adam also."

"Richard, right now for all we know an entire army in marching this way, and you want to look for a childhood friend?" I asked, shocked.

For once Richard listened to me. I could see on his face the conflict of his decision. But Richard knew he was needed, if we didn't have him then we would not be able to stop The Keeper.

With a growl Richard turned his horse and galloped out of the town. We entered the surrounding woods at full speed. As it turned out we were too late to avoid a fight.

We rode into a small clearing just in time to see a group of banglings attacking Adam.