Fic: A Little Evil Comes A Long Way (Kahlan/Cara) 23/33
Title: A Little Evil Comes A Long Way
Author: raug_moss
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Rating: NC-17
A/N: modern AU
A/N2: yesterday was such a good day, so therefore I post this chapter :D
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Within ten minutes Kahlan can hear footsteps in the hallway coming toward her. Leaning against the doorframe she peers around the corner and waits.
To her utmost relief it’s Rahl who appears at the top of the stairs. She steps into view quietly but remains near the open door to the apartment opposite to the one where their targets are hiding.
Rahl nods and Kahlan cocks her head to the side, telling him without words that this is his show now. Without making much noise Rahl’s men take positions in the hallway on either side of the closed door.
As she stands there, Kahlan realizes that Rahl has sent her in here to find the apartment first, because if a group of men in dark clothes and armed to the teeth came in through the main room of the casino, someone would surely have warned their targets within moments. Now that they already know where the thieves are hiding, no time is wasted with breaking into empty apartments.
Of course Rahl himself stays back as well, effectively avoiding standing in the line of fire.
With a raise of his hand he signals his men to start the attack. A bald guy, with more muscles than should be possible, raises his foot and squarely rams his boot against the door. It breaks apart in the middle and falls into the room with a dull thud.
Five pairs of eyes stare at them and suddenly there’s only the sound of gunfire that echoes in Kahlan’s head.
She places her hands over her ears and steps back when she suddenly feels someone standing in front of her. Upon raising her eyes she stares at Rahl who has placed himself before her, shielding her from bullets.
It only takes about a minute and then everything is over. They’d thoroughly surprised the guys in the apartment and within sixty seconds all of them are dead. One of Rahl’s men has a gunshot wound in his shoulder, but it isn’t fatal by any means.
A victory, or so it seems.
Rahl quickly steps back and walks over to the other room to cautiously stalk inside. He places his steps carefully, as not to land with his shoe in one of the pools of blood.
Kahlan doesn’t follow him since she has already had her share of seeing dead bodies for a lifetime.
It only takes him about two minutes until he reemerges with a bag in his hand.
“Got what I came for, let’s get out of here.”
The main room of the casino is completely empty when they reach the ground floor. The gunfire must’ve sent all the gamblers running for their lives.
Kahlan only speaks again when they’re back in the safety of Rahl’s car. He now sits beside her in the backseat and opens the bag to peer inside.
“Why’d you do it?” Kahlan suddenly asks, not looking at him.
Rahl raises his eyebrows and regards the brunette’s profile.
“Because we needed to get the diamonds back…”
“That’s not what I meant,” she interrupts him.
“But speaking of the diamonds. That’s what you stole from this Sven Eriksson guy whom I had to distract at that dinner party, right?”
Rahl glances at her from the side, but doesn’t say a thing.
Blue eyes finally settle on Rahl and he starts fidgeting.
“Okay fine, you don’t wanna talk about that? Then answer this, why did you put yourself in front of me when they started shooting?”
Rahl spins around to look at her.
“What…? I was just trying to… I mean I wasn’t…”
He is obviously at loss for words and Kahlan smirks.
“You’re not that evil bad guy you want everyone to believe you are.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You must’ve been hit in the head or something…” Rahl huffs and turns away.
Kahlan only smiles and leans back into the seat. This whole situation is getting more dangerous and stranger with every passing day. Now that they have the diamonds back, she wonders what is going to happen next.
She is dropped off at the apartment, and with her clothes gathered in her arms she gets out and watches the car drive away from the curb to merge with the nightly traffic.
A sigh escapes her and she now feels the exhaustion of the day weigh her down.
She drags her tired body up the stairs, to the shower and then straight to bed. She doesn’t even manage to dress properly and simply falls asleep with her wet towel still wrapped around her body.
During the night she begins to dream about Cara and Denna but those rather pleasant images eventually start to shift and move, only to be replaced by something far darker. Soon her unconscious mind is filled with images of several dead men on the ground and she is haunted by bloody scenes for quite some time before she jolts awake from a particularly horrid image.
Sitting up in bed she breathes heavily, her skin covered in cold sweat.
After a minute there’s a timid knock on her door.
“Kahlan, you awake?”
The brunette clears her throat and utters a quiet, “Yes.”
She quickly gets rid of the towel that still clings to her form and wraps the covers around herself instead.
Dahlia slowly opens the door to her room and slips inside.
“I heard you screaming. I just want to check if everything’s alright…”
Kahlan is still shaking but she nods.
“Just a nightmare.”
“Must’ve been a pretty bad one.”
Dahlia carefully moves closer, unsure of whether her presence is welcomed or not.
It’s the quiet sniffle that causes her to eventually sit down on the edge of the bed. She wordlessly opens her arms and allows her cousin to lean into her embrace.
“What was it about? Your dream I mean.”
“I… I’m not sure.”
“You have them often?”
“Yeah, ever since…”
Kahlan stops mid-sentence and her shoulders tense. Dahlia rubs soothing circles against her upper arm.
“Ever since what?”
They sit in silence for quite a while, Dahlia thinking that her cousin must’ve fallen asleep, when Kahlan eventually continues.
“When my mother was killed…”
Dahlia gasps quietly.
“I never told you she was killed, did I?”
Dahlia shakes her head, looking at nothing in particular.
“No.”
The dark-blonde knows that this is an important moment for the both of them since it’s the first time Kahlan is seemingly willing to talk about her past and what has brought her to this city.
Dahlia leans back against the head of the bed and wraps an arm around her cousin’s shoulders.
“I decided to become a cop, after her death,” Kahlan continues as if the words just need to be released for her to feel better.
“I wanted to stop crime and bring murderers behind bars but that changed... I lost my way after a while. Things happened, terrible things, and I had no chance but to run.”
A shudder runs through the brunette.
“I eventually quit. I simply walked away from it all, and here I am. I took off with no money, head over heels. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t offered to let me stay.”
“I would’ve never turned you down cousin,” Dahlia replies quietly.
Kahlan smiles up at the dark-blonde, but the smile turns bitter as she continues.
“I learned that there’s no such thing as justice. You can only create it yourself.”
“So, you did become a cop?” Dahlia asks.
Kahlan nods and Dahlia feels the movement against her shoulder.
“I was even more than just a cop. I worked for some really important people, doing their dirty work so to say…and I was good at it too.”
The brunette wants to say something, spill it all, but the memories are still too consuming and she knows that if she brings them out into the light they will keep on filling her with anger and hatred until there’s nothing else left.
Her silence is cue enough for Dahlia.
“I’m glad you decided to share a little more of your past with me,” she mumbles.
“It could put you in a dangerous position though. The less I tell you, the better.”
Kahlan sighs quietly.
“Then we’re even now. I dragged you into this whole shit with my debt and you got all that mysterious past thing going on.”
Dahlia grins and Kahlan can’t help but laugh quietly.
“Feeling better now?” Dahlia asks after a while.
“You have no idea. Thank you D, you’re an amazing person. I’m glad you’re my family.”
“Same here. But hey I’ve got to get back to Stacie. She is probably up and ready for another round.”
“Yikes. Way too much information, thank you very much.”
Kahlan chuckles.
“Speaking of, you need to fill me in about your date with Denna. Since you’re here, and she is not, I assume that something went wrong. Let’s talk in the morning.”
Dahlia seems not to care about the sudden change in topic and mood, so Kahlan simply accepts it as a way of getting rid of the last remains of her nightmare. The dark-blonde gets up and makes her way back to the door.
“Uhm…cousin?” Dahlia suddenly asks, staring at something on the floor.
“Yes?”
“Why is there a gun in your room?”
“Huh? Oh…I forgot to give it back. Must’ve dropped it right along with my pants. I’ll get rid of it, okay?”
Dahlia nods.
“That’s another story you’re going to have to share with me in the morning. Until then, try to get some sleep.”
“Will do. Night.”
“Night.”
And with that Dahlia leaves the room just as quietly as she’d entered it, not knowing how appreciated her company really is.
Kahlan realizes that she is incredibly lucky to have such a cousin, despite all the trouble Dahlia has gotten her into.
She climbs out of bed and puts on some sweats and a top and falls back into bed only to sleep dreamlessly for the rest of the night.
Chapter 24
Author: raug_moss
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Rating: NC-17
A/N: modern AU
A/N2: yesterday was such a good day, so therefore I post this chapter :D
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Within ten minutes Kahlan can hear footsteps in the hallway coming toward her. Leaning against the doorframe she peers around the corner and waits.
To her utmost relief it’s Rahl who appears at the top of the stairs. She steps into view quietly but remains near the open door to the apartment opposite to the one where their targets are hiding.
Rahl nods and Kahlan cocks her head to the side, telling him without words that this is his show now. Without making much noise Rahl’s men take positions in the hallway on either side of the closed door.
As she stands there, Kahlan realizes that Rahl has sent her in here to find the apartment first, because if a group of men in dark clothes and armed to the teeth came in through the main room of the casino, someone would surely have warned their targets within moments. Now that they already know where the thieves are hiding, no time is wasted with breaking into empty apartments.
Of course Rahl himself stays back as well, effectively avoiding standing in the line of fire.
With a raise of his hand he signals his men to start the attack. A bald guy, with more muscles than should be possible, raises his foot and squarely rams his boot against the door. It breaks apart in the middle and falls into the room with a dull thud.
Five pairs of eyes stare at them and suddenly there’s only the sound of gunfire that echoes in Kahlan’s head.
She places her hands over her ears and steps back when she suddenly feels someone standing in front of her. Upon raising her eyes she stares at Rahl who has placed himself before her, shielding her from bullets.
It only takes about a minute and then everything is over. They’d thoroughly surprised the guys in the apartment and within sixty seconds all of them are dead. One of Rahl’s men has a gunshot wound in his shoulder, but it isn’t fatal by any means.
A victory, or so it seems.
Rahl quickly steps back and walks over to the other room to cautiously stalk inside. He places his steps carefully, as not to land with his shoe in one of the pools of blood.
Kahlan doesn’t follow him since she has already had her share of seeing dead bodies for a lifetime.
It only takes him about two minutes until he reemerges with a bag in his hand.
“Got what I came for, let’s get out of here.”
The main room of the casino is completely empty when they reach the ground floor. The gunfire must’ve sent all the gamblers running for their lives.
Kahlan only speaks again when they’re back in the safety of Rahl’s car. He now sits beside her in the backseat and opens the bag to peer inside.
“Why’d you do it?” Kahlan suddenly asks, not looking at him.
Rahl raises his eyebrows and regards the brunette’s profile.
“Because we needed to get the diamonds back…”
“That’s not what I meant,” she interrupts him.
“But speaking of the diamonds. That’s what you stole from this Sven Eriksson guy whom I had to distract at that dinner party, right?”
Rahl glances at her from the side, but doesn’t say a thing.
Blue eyes finally settle on Rahl and he starts fidgeting.
“Okay fine, you don’t wanna talk about that? Then answer this, why did you put yourself in front of me when they started shooting?”
Rahl spins around to look at her.
“What…? I was just trying to… I mean I wasn’t…”
He is obviously at loss for words and Kahlan smirks.
“You’re not that evil bad guy you want everyone to believe you are.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You must’ve been hit in the head or something…” Rahl huffs and turns away.
Kahlan only smiles and leans back into the seat. This whole situation is getting more dangerous and stranger with every passing day. Now that they have the diamonds back, she wonders what is going to happen next.
She is dropped off at the apartment, and with her clothes gathered in her arms she gets out and watches the car drive away from the curb to merge with the nightly traffic.
A sigh escapes her and she now feels the exhaustion of the day weigh her down.
She drags her tired body up the stairs, to the shower and then straight to bed. She doesn’t even manage to dress properly and simply falls asleep with her wet towel still wrapped around her body.
During the night she begins to dream about Cara and Denna but those rather pleasant images eventually start to shift and move, only to be replaced by something far darker. Soon her unconscious mind is filled with images of several dead men on the ground and she is haunted by bloody scenes for quite some time before she jolts awake from a particularly horrid image.
Sitting up in bed she breathes heavily, her skin covered in cold sweat.
After a minute there’s a timid knock on her door.
“Kahlan, you awake?”
The brunette clears her throat and utters a quiet, “Yes.”
She quickly gets rid of the towel that still clings to her form and wraps the covers around herself instead.
Dahlia slowly opens the door to her room and slips inside.
“I heard you screaming. I just want to check if everything’s alright…”
Kahlan is still shaking but she nods.
“Just a nightmare.”
“Must’ve been a pretty bad one.”
Dahlia carefully moves closer, unsure of whether her presence is welcomed or not.
It’s the quiet sniffle that causes her to eventually sit down on the edge of the bed. She wordlessly opens her arms and allows her cousin to lean into her embrace.
“What was it about? Your dream I mean.”
“I… I’m not sure.”
“You have them often?”
“Yeah, ever since…”
Kahlan stops mid-sentence and her shoulders tense. Dahlia rubs soothing circles against her upper arm.
“Ever since what?”
They sit in silence for quite a while, Dahlia thinking that her cousin must’ve fallen asleep, when Kahlan eventually continues.
“When my mother was killed…”
Dahlia gasps quietly.
“I never told you she was killed, did I?”
Dahlia shakes her head, looking at nothing in particular.
“No.”
The dark-blonde knows that this is an important moment for the both of them since it’s the first time Kahlan is seemingly willing to talk about her past and what has brought her to this city.
Dahlia leans back against the head of the bed and wraps an arm around her cousin’s shoulders.
“I decided to become a cop, after her death,” Kahlan continues as if the words just need to be released for her to feel better.
“I wanted to stop crime and bring murderers behind bars but that changed... I lost my way after a while. Things happened, terrible things, and I had no chance but to run.”
A shudder runs through the brunette.
“I eventually quit. I simply walked away from it all, and here I am. I took off with no money, head over heels. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t offered to let me stay.”
“I would’ve never turned you down cousin,” Dahlia replies quietly.
Kahlan smiles up at the dark-blonde, but the smile turns bitter as she continues.
“I learned that there’s no such thing as justice. You can only create it yourself.”
“So, you did become a cop?” Dahlia asks.
Kahlan nods and Dahlia feels the movement against her shoulder.
“I was even more than just a cop. I worked for some really important people, doing their dirty work so to say…and I was good at it too.”
The brunette wants to say something, spill it all, but the memories are still too consuming and she knows that if she brings them out into the light they will keep on filling her with anger and hatred until there’s nothing else left.
Her silence is cue enough for Dahlia.
“I’m glad you decided to share a little more of your past with me,” she mumbles.
“It could put you in a dangerous position though. The less I tell you, the better.”
Kahlan sighs quietly.
“Then we’re even now. I dragged you into this whole shit with my debt and you got all that mysterious past thing going on.”
Dahlia grins and Kahlan can’t help but laugh quietly.
“Feeling better now?” Dahlia asks after a while.
“You have no idea. Thank you D, you’re an amazing person. I’m glad you’re my family.”
“Same here. But hey I’ve got to get back to Stacie. She is probably up and ready for another round.”
“Yikes. Way too much information, thank you very much.”
Kahlan chuckles.
“Speaking of, you need to fill me in about your date with Denna. Since you’re here, and she is not, I assume that something went wrong. Let’s talk in the morning.”
Dahlia seems not to care about the sudden change in topic and mood, so Kahlan simply accepts it as a way of getting rid of the last remains of her nightmare. The dark-blonde gets up and makes her way back to the door.
“Uhm…cousin?” Dahlia suddenly asks, staring at something on the floor.
“Yes?”
“Why is there a gun in your room?”
“Huh? Oh…I forgot to give it back. Must’ve dropped it right along with my pants. I’ll get rid of it, okay?”
Dahlia nods.
“That’s another story you’re going to have to share with me in the morning. Until then, try to get some sleep.”
“Will do. Night.”
“Night.”
And with that Dahlia leaves the room just as quietly as she’d entered it, not knowing how appreciated her company really is.
Kahlan realizes that she is incredibly lucky to have such a cousin, despite all the trouble Dahlia has gotten her into.
She climbs out of bed and puts on some sweats and a top and falls back into bed only to sleep dreamlessly for the rest of the night.
Chapter 24