Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of the Seeker but I do own a dog named Cala.

A/N: This story is something that popped up in my mind tonight and I just had* to do something with it. It's a one shot thing but if It might turn into a two shot if ppl like it. So be sure to tell me what you think of it!

Kahlan was kneeling on the floor, surrounded by roses. They were the most beautiful roses she had ever seen and there were millions of them, until the very horizon line. She bent closer to them and cut one with her fingers to smell it. The brunette took the flower to her nose and inhaled deeply but was surprised to realize that the flower didn't smell nice.

Kahlan frowned in confusion as she tried to put into words what the scent smelled like. Her brows furrowed even closer as realization hit her: It smelled like rust and iron.

That's when the Mother Confessor raised her eyes and met a lonesome figure in the distance. A woman, dressed in red clad leathers. Her blonde hair blowing with the wind and her sea-green eyes shining under the blazing sun.

Cara.

The Mother Confessor offered the blond a warm smile and was surprised to see the other woman mirroring her actions from across the vast field.

Kahlan tilted her head at the blurry sight of a black shadow forming up behind the Mord Sith. What was that?. She kept watching in wonder, trying to figure out what exactly that shadow was. Until it began to take a human form.

Kahlan gasped when the shadow turned into a tall man, dressed in a black cape and his head hidden beneath a hood. The brunette tried to warn Cara of the presence behind her but no sound came forth. She was forced to stare in horror how the hooded man unsheathed a knife and raised it over his head, ready to stab Cara in the back.

Kahlan's eyes widened in fear for the Mord Sith's life but there was nothing she could do, she was too far away to stop the man and she was voiceless. The only thing she could do was to stare.

The unknown man looked up at the sky just before striking, as if summoning for the God's above strength and when he did, his hood fell off his head revealing light brown locks and brown honey eyes.

'No' Kahlan breathed out at the unexpected revelation of the man and the action he was about to commit.

Before the brunette could utter another word, Richard swung his blade down and stabbed Cara in the back. The blonde's eyes grew wide open, terrified, and her gaze locked with Kahlan's for the longest of seconds as she toppled forward into the valley of the white roses.

Kahlan watched how the blonde fell dead to the ground, incredulous. How could this have happened? But more importantly, why would Richard murder Cara?

The brunette shot her eyes downwards as a thick hot substance bathed her bare feet.

It was blood. Cara's blood.

Kahlan screamed.

Kahlan screamed and sat bolt upright in her bedroll, sweat coming down from her in waves. Her heart was racing frantically in her chest and she was freezing cold.

'It was just a nightmare' She thought, incredibly relieved as she eye-scanned her whereabouts.

She realized she was in their campsite, sitting over her bedroll by the fire and right over the other side… Cara.

Kahlan felt the unimaginable need to awake the blonde. She needed to see everything was alright, that it had only been a bad dream. So Kahlan rolled to her feet and walked over to the sleeping blonde, passing by Richard's side. As she walked past her mate she wondered if Richard would ever be capable of raising a weapon against Cara. An odd feeling crept up inside of her and she was forced to shake her head to clear her thoughts. No, Richard would never… would he?

The Mother Confessor eyed the Seeker of Truth suspiciously as she kneeled in front of the blonde Mord'Sith.

'Cara' Kahlan called, her voice a mere whisper.

However, the woman did not respond so she decided to try again, this time louder.

'Cara, wake up' The brunette shook her by the shoulder but still got no response from the blonde 'Cara?' She asked, her voice trembling with fear as she spun the other woman around to face her.

Kahlan jumped back when blank dead eyes stared up at her.

She was dead, Cara was dead.

Kahlan screamed and sat bolt upright in her bedroll, sweat coming down from her in waves. Her heart was racing frantically in her chest and she was freezing cold.

She sprang to her feet and ran over to the sleeping form of the blonde Mord'Sith across the fire pit.

'Cara… Cara!' The brunette called hysterical, shaking the blonde to wake her up.

Cara did not show any sign of acknowledging her presence and Kahlan felt her heart sink inside of her.

'Please, wake up!' She pleaded, tears streaming down her pale features.

Finally, Cara snapped her eyes open and turned on her side to look at the distressed Mother Confessor.

'Kahlan' She said, furrows knitted together in utter worry 'What's wrong?'

The Mord'Sith was shocked in surprise when Kahlan flung herself to her arms and buried her head in her chest but when she came to, Cara wrapped her arms protectively around the brunette and held her close against her.

'Shh, Kahlan' The blonde soothed, her hand raking through jet black hair whilst she cradled the distressed woman 'Wanna tell me what happened?' She asked tentatively against the brunette's ear.

Cara sighed in relief when the brunette dimly nodded with her head and pulled back to look at the blonde's beautiful sea-green eyes clouded with worry and fear for her.

'I-I dreamed..' She began but trailed off when her voice cracked with emotion.

Kahlan let her head drop as new tears streamed down her cheeks.

Cara placed a hand under the brunette's chin and lifted her face to meet her tear filled gaze again. She brushed a tear away with her thumb and then leaned in to plant a soothing kiss on Kahlan's forehead.

'You can say it, Kahlan' Cara said, looking intently into Kahlan's ice blue eyes 'You're safe with me'

Kahlan's face lit up and a dim smile threatened to surface when she heard the Mord'Sith's comforting words. Who would have thought so? A cold, heartless Mord'Sith showing concern and actually caring for her. Cara truly had come a long way.

'Ok' Kahlan whispered, her face clouded with fright again 'I dreamed a dream' She raised her eyes to look at the woman before her intently, trying to draw out any thought crossing her mind from her 'And in that dream… you were dead'.

Ok, Guys.. so that was it xD It was my first LOTS fic so give me a nice welcoming to the family by reviewing? Pretty please with sugar on top?