A/N: I'm so incredibly sorry that it took me so long to update. I've just started Uni (my first year) and hell they are being so hard on us that I barely have time to breathe let alone write a fanfic Yet it is no excuse, you guys have been wonderful with me and I should have found the time to write this sooner but I promise that if you like this part and want me to continue I will update so soon you won't even notice =) So please tell me what you want me to do. Love!

I looked into your eyes and saw a world that does not exist

The wind blew Kahlan's black locks furiously, tangling them in rebellious knots at her back. The north winds were blowing so strongly that it was hard, if not impossible, to hear anything but the whistling sounds it made.

She was standing upright, her muscles tense and stiff and she was staring off into the distance. She knew that the figure beside her had his eyes trained on her, as if urging an answer from her. But she couldn't bring herself to utter a response. She didn't quite understand why he would want her to do such a thing.

While she struggled with her thoughts, Kahlan fixed her eyes on the highest summit of the landscape, watching the snow coming off in a subtle avalanche as the wind blew past it. She was well aware she should be cold yet her white dress seemed to be enough to guard her from the awful weather.

Kahlan took a tentative step towards the brisk of the mountain and gazed below. She was taken aback by the immensity that greeted her eye. She literally couldn't see the ending of the abyss below. Somewhat confused, Kahlan turned to the man standing beside her.

'Why do I have to do this, again?' She asked, a slight tremor shaking her skull, whether it was for the cold or the task she was about to perform she did not know.

Richard looked back at her with a warm smile, landing one arm on her shoulder to give her a reassuring squeeze.

'Because Zedd needs us, remember?' He asked in such a manner that it made Kahlan think he was addressing a 5 year old.

The Confessor shrugged his arm off her shoulder and gave one step back. She was having a hard time putting two and two together. It was as if her mind had gone numb. 'Maybe the cold did do its job after all' She thought bitterly as she drew her eyes back to the furthest mountain, the one whose summit was forming an avalanche in the horizon and tried to concentrate.

'Kahlan' Richard called her from behind but his voice sounded so near her that it made her spin around in surprise. She found her mate in the same spot she had last seen him, a few steps away from her on the right side of the brisk, yet his voice had ringed so loudly in her ear.. 'Kahlan, are you even listening to me?' He snapped her out of her reverie and Kahlan shook her head a few times to clear the thoughts rising there.

'Yes, sorry Richard' She apologized, her head dropped to the ground.

Richard stepped closer to her and lifted her chin tenderly with his thumb to look straight into her blue orbes. He drew remarkably closer until their faces were mere inches away from the other.

'You have to do this, Kahlan' He whispered in a low dragged tone which caused goose bumps on Kahlan's pale skin 'I believe in you' His lips began to close the distance between them until it was almost impossible to distinguish when one began and the other ended.

Almost when Richard was about to kiss her Kahlan slipped out of his grasp and turned her back on him to face the abyss below her. She stayed in silence staring down at the never-ending hole beneath her feet until she felt Richard's warm hands land on her shoulders, grounding her delicatedly. She couldn't help but to lean into the touch.

'But what if I hurt myself when I fall?' She asked, her eyelids heavily closed and her head firmly pressed against his chest.

'You won't' He answered simply.

It was so easy to say.

'How are you so sure?' She began questioning again as she separated herself from his warm embrace and looked down at the abyss again.

'I'm not'

Strong hands pushed her off the brisk and Kahlan saw the ground disappear beneath her feet as the air engulfed her and swirled her around and around. She was falling on a free dive and there was nothing to stop her from hitting the ground, wherever that may be.

The wind kept blowing against her free falling form, her dress spread wide against her sides and her eyes opened as big plates. A long earsplitting sound escaped her mouth. She was falling and there was nothing stopping her from it. She knew she was going to die.

'Can you speed it up, Wizard?' Cara's irritated voice broke the tense silence that hung around them.

Zedd halted her movements abruptly and turned on his heels to face the impatient Mord-Sith for the eleventh time.

'Cara, if you keep on interrupting me like that while I'm trying to concentrate we might as well never finish!' Zedd snapped whilst savagely gesticulating with his arms.

The wizard didn't wait for an answer, knowing that provoking the hysterical Mord-Sith meant a certain death and went back to perform the spell, stepping right inside the pentagram he was drawing.

Cara, on her side, dropped herself to the ground and huffed, clearly on edge. Both she and Zedd had been up all night thinking their brains out about what to do.

After Zedd's theory of Kahlan losing herself in a world of fantasy Cara had decided that they would not leave the Mother Confessor to fight this battle on her own. It had been then that she had forced the Wizard into thinking of a spell that could help bring Kahlan back from the oblivion she had mercilessly fallen into.

At first, Zedd had said that there was nothing they could to aid Kahlan since they couldn't wake her up but as the night wore on Cara came up with an impossibly good plan: To track the source of the magic that had induced the Mother Confessor into eternal sleep.

And that's how dawn had found them both, one preparing all the elements needed for the enchantment and the other buffing and hissing every half an hour.

It's not that Cara was trying to bother the old man, in fact all that she wanted was to help him in order to fasten things up but Zedd had explained her in not a very polite way that as a Mord-Sith she would only repel the magic that he was trying to bring forth. So Cara had rolled her eyes in exasperation and returned to her bedroll to guard the still sleeping Mother Confessor.

As for Richard, he had left for a walk to cool his temper down and also to try and hunt something to eat. He had been off temper ever since Cara had sent him away when Kahlan had awakened. He was clearly convinced that if he had been the one staying with her she would have never gone back to sleep and therefore, don't wake up again.

When he accused Cara of being the one responsible for Kahlan falling into oblivion once more she had sprung up from the Confessor's side and unsheathed her agiels, ready to strike him down and if it hadn't been for Zedd, there would be Seeker no more.

So in order to stop bloodshed Zedd had ordered Richard to go for a walk and Cara to stay right where she was.

It was noon now and nothing had really changed since morning. Richard was still deep in the woods, Cara firmly tucked against the Confessor's side, Zedd making the last preparations for the spell and Kahlan seemingly lost in a profound sleep.

'Thank the spirits!' Zedd exclaimed, drawing Cara's full attention to him.

She jumped to her feet just as her face lit up in hope.

'Is it..?' Cara trailed off, seemingly afraid that if she uttered the words it would make it untrue.

'Yes, my dear' Zedd grinned 'It's ready'.

Kahlan kept falling and falling into nothingness, she couldn't see the floor below and she couldn't see the brisk from which she had fallen either. She was some place in between, falling and falling. Her voice had gone mute long ago. She saw no point in screaming anymore, no one was going to rescue her.

She wasn't sure but some place in between her everlasting dive she had given up on life. She knew she was going to die the minute she crashed on the hard ground, so why prolonging the inevitable?

Moreover, she had lost track of time. When the darkness had swallowed her up completely every sense of orientation she could have had was gone. Kahlan hated the darkness because you never knew what could pop up from it but now she was certain of what will occur. She was being led right into death's cold embrace.

It was then that a dim reddish light caught her attention. 'What was that?' She thought, her eyebrows knitted together in pure fright. Whatever that light was it was growing in width at a terrifying speed, drawing nearer and nearer to her.

Kahlan screamed when she realized what the red light meant and desperately braced upwards to reach for something solid that could stop her rapid descent but there was nothing there to grasp. It was a matter of seconds. The red light announced that the floor below was incredibly close and that she would crash against it like a smashed bug.

She was so close now. Kahlan closed her eyes shut and bit her lower lip until it bled.

'CARA!' She screamed.

To be continued? You tell me =)