Fic: A Little Evil Comes A Long Way (Kahlan/Cara) 15/33
Title: A Little Evil Comes A Long Way
Author: raug_moss
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Rating: NC-17
A/N: modern AU
A/N2: so I had a very creative evening last night, you know when the words just keep on flowing right out. and that is why this chapter is a lil' longer :D yay.
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
Kahlan unbuttons her dark-green coat and moves to tuck her blue shirt back into her pants. For some reason she has decided to take the bus instead of a cab and the ride has been more than just unpleasant. All those people squeezed into so little space. It’s almost like seeing a handful of clowns coming out of a tiny car at the circus.
Her entire appearance is in disarray, hair dishevelled and shirt ridden up to her waist. She quickly fixes what can be fixed before her meeting with Detective Mason and then starts moving toward the police precinct.
Strangely enough her hands are a little shaky when she ascends the stairs. A young man in uniform opens the door for her and smiles as she passes him.
“Thanks...”
Inside it’s bustling. All kinds of people are moving around, carrying piles of papers or coffee cups. No one pays much attention to her and just as she is about to walk further into the building a man suddenly runs toward her. His arms are flailing as he tries to gain speed. A chubby police officer is chasing after him.
This definitely looks like an escape, so Kahlan simply steps aside and trips the guy up as he runs past her. He stumbles over her outstretched leg and hits the door face first. He utters a quiet groan and in the blink of an eye the heavy police officer is kneeling on his back to cuff him. Kahlan can almost hear the bones in his back cracking, and she feels a little sorry for the guy.
“You alright Miss?” Someone asks her and Kahlan simply nods.
She steps aside to let the cops do their work and waits until the scene is cleared.
“Get out of my fucking office! I am your boss and I say on what case you work and where you take your ass! This is not your playground. You may think you are the thing, but I’m still calling the shots! Is that clear?!” A loud voice booms through the entire first floor of the building.
Some cops share knowing smiles while Kahlan tries to figure out where to go next. There are several offices all around the large main room while more desks are scattered all over the place. How all these people manage to work effectively in this semi-chaos seems a mystery.
Without having to inquire any further Kahlan suddenly spots Detective Mason through a door to her right. She slams it behind her, grabs a jacket from a nearby chair and heads straight for Kahlan. She’s obviously pissed and the scowl on the blonde’s face keeps anyone from approaching her.
Only when she sees Kahlan does she stop dead in her tracks. Sea-green eyes widen for a moment and then there’s a small smile on the detective’s lips.
“Miss Amnell. I didn’t expect you here so soon. But I’m glad you could make it.” Cara worries her bottom lip and shoots a glance over her shoulder.
“Would it be alright if we took this conversation someplace else?”
Kahlan nods and turns around to walk back out of the door. She isn’t sure why her stomach always does a flip-flop when she sees the blonde. Last night at the dinner party she’d almost puked out of nervousness when the detective had come after her.
“Get a grip,” she admonishes herself quietly.
She has been through far worse without breaking a sweat and now she gets all jittery simply because a woman wants to talk to her about a rather serious case. It isn’t even a date or anything of the like.
Kahlan waits until Cara has caught up with her.
“Where to?”
“There’s a small restaurant not far from here. It’s quiet and the food is great. I kinda skipped breakfast today...” Cara trails off.
“You already had me when you said the food is good,” Kahlan replies, a small grin on her lips.
Her heart skips a beat when Cara smiles back at her. There is something about that smile, so genuine and easy, that makes her insides all warm and fuzzy.
They take off without another word and simply walk side by side down the street. The silence between them is comfortable, and Kahlan finds herself enjoying the presence of the blond detective. She is glad that this time she isn’t wearing a dress and no one is trying to strangle her.
Reaching the restaurant, Cara holds the door open for Kahlan and they both settle at a table in a corner, away from prying eyes and ears. An elderly waitress takes their orders, Cara going for a greasy burger and Kahlan opting for a roasted chicken salad.
“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” the brunette inquires as she leans back. She just can’t get enough of looking at the detective. It’s not just because the blonde is simply beautiful. No, she is also very hard to read. There’s this fire in her eyes and yet she seems to always keep her emotions in check. An intriguing contradiction.
“It’s about the case you’re involved in... by the way your neck looks great... I mean better.”
Kahlan grins at the detective’s little slip. She carefully touches her neck with her fingertips and nods in agreement.
“Yeah, the bruises are barely visible anymore. It looked worse than it was.”
“I’m really sorry you got hurt.” Cara suddenly says, her brows furrowing.
Kahlan cocks her head to the side, surprised by the sincerity in the blonde’s voice.
“It wasn’t your fault. I understand that it was important to catch those bastards while they were trying to do something stupid.”
“You’re right... anyways, I wanted to talk to you because it would be of great help if you decided to testify in court against them. There’s only one victim so far who’s willing to do it. You might’ve seen her, she was there when we arrested the suspects. I wanted her there so she could identify them right away.”
“And if I did it, went to court with my statement, would that make sure those sons of bitches won’t get to see the outside of a prison cell for a very long time?” Kahlan asks.
Cara nods.
“Alright, count me in then.”
Just as the detective is about to reply, the waitress appears at their table and sets down plates loaded with food.
They wait until the elderly woman has disappeared before Cara nods enthusiastically.
“Thank you. Your help is greatly appreciated.”
“Of course.”
Kahlan realizes that she’s quite hungry as the smell of her roasted chicken reaches her nose. By the time she has her fork and knife in her hands Cara has already picked up her burger and is chewing on a large bite.
She groans in satisfaction and closes her eyes.
“This is so good.” She ungracefully speaks with her mouth full, but Kahlan can’t help but shiver when she hears the noises the blonde is making.
Cara has not even swallowed her second bite when her phone rings.
“Excuse me.” Turning away she takes the call.
Kahlan politely tries to not overhear the hushed conversation and continues eating her delicious lunch.
It is only when Cara turns to her with a sad expression that she stops eating.
“I’m so so sorry, but I have to go. Something’s come up and it can’t wait. I still don’t have your number, so just call me okay? I’ll let you know when the appointment in court is. Thank you for your help Miss Amnell.”
Cara smiles that smile again, throws a few bills onto the table and gets up. Kahlan, momentarily saddened by the fact that the detective has to leave already, nods.
“Yes... of course. And thank you for showing me this little restaurant.”
“Welcome.” For a moment it looks like Cara wants to add something but she thinks better of it and simply says: “Goodbye.”
She glances longingly at her burger one last time and then hurries off.
Kahlan sighs and rests her chin in the palm of her hand. “That went well...”
Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out her cell to call Dahlia. Her cousin picks up immediately.
“Hey what’s up?”
“Hey D, I’m in this really amazing restaurant and kinda don’t wanna leave yet. You up to something? Come by and keep me some company.”
“You know what cousin? I’ll make sure you won’t be alone.” Dahlia replies.
“Thanks!”
Kahlan smiles and turns back to her roasted chicken. It’s been a while since she’s had the chance to eat something that did not come out of a can and she definitely enjoys it. The atmosphere in the little restaurant is nice and the food is great. Plus she is pretty sure that it would be a treat for Dahlia to eat here as well.
But after waiting for almost half an hour she is about ready to call her cousin again.
“She should’ve said something if she was on the other end of town...”
“Well hello there.” A velvety voice says.
Kahlan knows she’s heard it before but can’t really place it.
She looks up and her eyes travel over shapely in denim-clad legs to a well-sculptured torso up to red lips and platinum blonde hair.
“Denna?” Kahlan asks and blinks.
The other woman smiles and cocks her head to the side.
“So, you do remember me. I’m glad.”
Without being asked Denna sits down across from Kahlan.
“In case you’re wondering why I’m here, your cousin Dahlia called me and said that you’re here all by yourself and wanted some company. And that you’re just too shy to call me.”
The lazy grin that spreads across Denna’s features makes Kahlan almost forget the fact that she’s pissed at Dahlia.
“Well I guess I am a little shy...”
What else is she supposed to say? There has to be an explanation for her aversion to physical contact, and somehow shyness sounds a lot better than the truth.
“I noticed that, but I wonder why? I mean of all people you have absolutely no reason to be shy.”
Kahlan raises her eyebrows.
“Why not?”
“You really don’t know, do you? You’re gorgeous. And you could’ve had every single person in that club the other night, if you’d only wanted.” Denna grins and Kahlan can’t help but lower her gaze bashfully.
The platinum-blonde orders a salad when the waitress passes them and Kahlan goes for some dessert. She happily munches on the cake ice-cream combination and listens to Denna talk about her likes and aversions. It’s actually a very pleasant conversation and Kahlan realizes that she finds the other woman’s voice utterly fascinating.
She learns that Denna works for some kind of trading company and occasionally deals with rare artifacts.
“What kinds of artifacts? That sounds really interesting.” Kahlan inquires. She leans back and pats her full belly. That’s probably been one of the best lunches she’s ever had.
“Oh you know, paintings, statues and sometimes even gems.”
The brunette can pretty clearly imagine Denna working with expensive paintings and gemstones.
“It fits.”
The platinum-blonde smirks. “What about you? Do you have a job?”
“Right now I’m still trying to decide what to do... I have a few offerings but I’m just not certain where I’d fit in.” Not exactly the truth, but close
enough.
They spend some more time in the restaurant chatting about nothing in particular until Denna casually invites Kahlan to go to a gallery opening in a few days.
It sounds way too much like a date and the brunette hesitates. She likes Denna, there’s a cat-like grace about her and the way she holds herself is almost regal, but that still doesn’t change the fact that she can’t start something she’d never be able to go through with till the end.
They finish lunch and leave the restaurant. Denna turns to Kahlan, her pale blue eyes watching the brunette intently.
“Just as friends, okay? I know you’re not the touchy-feely kind of person, but it’s a gallery opening not a wrestling match.”
Kahlan chuckles and nods. “Alright. I’m in.”
“Great! I’ll just give you a call and we’ll figure out a time.”
Before Kahlan has the chance to realize what’s happening Denna moves forward and presses her lips against the brunette’s cheek.
She steps back just as quickly, grinning. “I’ll see you then.”
“Uhm... yeah...” Kahlan answers dumbfounded as she stares after the platinum-blonde who saunters down the street.
Chapter 16
Author: raug_moss
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Rating: NC-17
A/N: modern AU
A/N2: so I had a very creative evening last night, you know when the words just keep on flowing right out. and that is why this chapter is a lil' longer :D yay.
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
Kahlan unbuttons her dark-green coat and moves to tuck her blue shirt back into her pants. For some reason she has decided to take the bus instead of a cab and the ride has been more than just unpleasant. All those people squeezed into so little space. It’s almost like seeing a handful of clowns coming out of a tiny car at the circus.
Her entire appearance is in disarray, hair dishevelled and shirt ridden up to her waist. She quickly fixes what can be fixed before her meeting with Detective Mason and then starts moving toward the police precinct.
Strangely enough her hands are a little shaky when she ascends the stairs. A young man in uniform opens the door for her and smiles as she passes him.
“Thanks...”
Inside it’s bustling. All kinds of people are moving around, carrying piles of papers or coffee cups. No one pays much attention to her and just as she is about to walk further into the building a man suddenly runs toward her. His arms are flailing as he tries to gain speed. A chubby police officer is chasing after him.
This definitely looks like an escape, so Kahlan simply steps aside and trips the guy up as he runs past her. He stumbles over her outstretched leg and hits the door face first. He utters a quiet groan and in the blink of an eye the heavy police officer is kneeling on his back to cuff him. Kahlan can almost hear the bones in his back cracking, and she feels a little sorry for the guy.
“You alright Miss?” Someone asks her and Kahlan simply nods.
She steps aside to let the cops do their work and waits until the scene is cleared.
“Get out of my fucking office! I am your boss and I say on what case you work and where you take your ass! This is not your playground. You may think you are the thing, but I’m still calling the shots! Is that clear?!” A loud voice booms through the entire first floor of the building.
Some cops share knowing smiles while Kahlan tries to figure out where to go next. There are several offices all around the large main room while more desks are scattered all over the place. How all these people manage to work effectively in this semi-chaos seems a mystery.
Without having to inquire any further Kahlan suddenly spots Detective Mason through a door to her right. She slams it behind her, grabs a jacket from a nearby chair and heads straight for Kahlan. She’s obviously pissed and the scowl on the blonde’s face keeps anyone from approaching her.
Only when she sees Kahlan does she stop dead in her tracks. Sea-green eyes widen for a moment and then there’s a small smile on the detective’s lips.
“Miss Amnell. I didn’t expect you here so soon. But I’m glad you could make it.” Cara worries her bottom lip and shoots a glance over her shoulder.
“Would it be alright if we took this conversation someplace else?”
Kahlan nods and turns around to walk back out of the door. She isn’t sure why her stomach always does a flip-flop when she sees the blonde. Last night at the dinner party she’d almost puked out of nervousness when the detective had come after her.
“Get a grip,” she admonishes herself quietly.
She has been through far worse without breaking a sweat and now she gets all jittery simply because a woman wants to talk to her about a rather serious case. It isn’t even a date or anything of the like.
Kahlan waits until Cara has caught up with her.
“Where to?”
“There’s a small restaurant not far from here. It’s quiet and the food is great. I kinda skipped breakfast today...” Cara trails off.
“You already had me when you said the food is good,” Kahlan replies, a small grin on her lips.
Her heart skips a beat when Cara smiles back at her. There is something about that smile, so genuine and easy, that makes her insides all warm and fuzzy.
They take off without another word and simply walk side by side down the street. The silence between them is comfortable, and Kahlan finds herself enjoying the presence of the blond detective. She is glad that this time she isn’t wearing a dress and no one is trying to strangle her.
Reaching the restaurant, Cara holds the door open for Kahlan and they both settle at a table in a corner, away from prying eyes and ears. An elderly waitress takes their orders, Cara going for a greasy burger and Kahlan opting for a roasted chicken salad.
“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” the brunette inquires as she leans back. She just can’t get enough of looking at the detective. It’s not just because the blonde is simply beautiful. No, she is also very hard to read. There’s this fire in her eyes and yet she seems to always keep her emotions in check. An intriguing contradiction.
“It’s about the case you’re involved in... by the way your neck looks great... I mean better.”
Kahlan grins at the detective’s little slip. She carefully touches her neck with her fingertips and nods in agreement.
“Yeah, the bruises are barely visible anymore. It looked worse than it was.”
“I’m really sorry you got hurt.” Cara suddenly says, her brows furrowing.
Kahlan cocks her head to the side, surprised by the sincerity in the blonde’s voice.
“It wasn’t your fault. I understand that it was important to catch those bastards while they were trying to do something stupid.”
“You’re right... anyways, I wanted to talk to you because it would be of great help if you decided to testify in court against them. There’s only one victim so far who’s willing to do it. You might’ve seen her, she was there when we arrested the suspects. I wanted her there so she could identify them right away.”
“And if I did it, went to court with my statement, would that make sure those sons of bitches won’t get to see the outside of a prison cell for a very long time?” Kahlan asks.
Cara nods.
“Alright, count me in then.”
Just as the detective is about to reply, the waitress appears at their table and sets down plates loaded with food.
They wait until the elderly woman has disappeared before Cara nods enthusiastically.
“Thank you. Your help is greatly appreciated.”
“Of course.”
Kahlan realizes that she’s quite hungry as the smell of her roasted chicken reaches her nose. By the time she has her fork and knife in her hands Cara has already picked up her burger and is chewing on a large bite.
She groans in satisfaction and closes her eyes.
“This is so good.” She ungracefully speaks with her mouth full, but Kahlan can’t help but shiver when she hears the noises the blonde is making.
Cara has not even swallowed her second bite when her phone rings.
“Excuse me.” Turning away she takes the call.
Kahlan politely tries to not overhear the hushed conversation and continues eating her delicious lunch.
It is only when Cara turns to her with a sad expression that she stops eating.
“I’m so so sorry, but I have to go. Something’s come up and it can’t wait. I still don’t have your number, so just call me okay? I’ll let you know when the appointment in court is. Thank you for your help Miss Amnell.”
Cara smiles that smile again, throws a few bills onto the table and gets up. Kahlan, momentarily saddened by the fact that the detective has to leave already, nods.
“Yes... of course. And thank you for showing me this little restaurant.”
“Welcome.” For a moment it looks like Cara wants to add something but she thinks better of it and simply says: “Goodbye.”
She glances longingly at her burger one last time and then hurries off.
Kahlan sighs and rests her chin in the palm of her hand. “That went well...”
Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out her cell to call Dahlia. Her cousin picks up immediately.
“Hey what’s up?”
“Hey D, I’m in this really amazing restaurant and kinda don’t wanna leave yet. You up to something? Come by and keep me some company.”
“You know what cousin? I’ll make sure you won’t be alone.” Dahlia replies.
“Thanks!”
Kahlan smiles and turns back to her roasted chicken. It’s been a while since she’s had the chance to eat something that did not come out of a can and she definitely enjoys it. The atmosphere in the little restaurant is nice and the food is great. Plus she is pretty sure that it would be a treat for Dahlia to eat here as well.
But after waiting for almost half an hour she is about ready to call her cousin again.
“She should’ve said something if she was on the other end of town...”
“Well hello there.” A velvety voice says.
Kahlan knows she’s heard it before but can’t really place it.
She looks up and her eyes travel over shapely in denim-clad legs to a well-sculptured torso up to red lips and platinum blonde hair.
“Denna?” Kahlan asks and blinks.
The other woman smiles and cocks her head to the side.
“So, you do remember me. I’m glad.”
Without being asked Denna sits down across from Kahlan.
“In case you’re wondering why I’m here, your cousin Dahlia called me and said that you’re here all by yourself and wanted some company. And that you’re just too shy to call me.”
The lazy grin that spreads across Denna’s features makes Kahlan almost forget the fact that she’s pissed at Dahlia.
“Well I guess I am a little shy...”
What else is she supposed to say? There has to be an explanation for her aversion to physical contact, and somehow shyness sounds a lot better than the truth.
“I noticed that, but I wonder why? I mean of all people you have absolutely no reason to be shy.”
Kahlan raises her eyebrows.
“Why not?”
“You really don’t know, do you? You’re gorgeous. And you could’ve had every single person in that club the other night, if you’d only wanted.” Denna grins and Kahlan can’t help but lower her gaze bashfully.
The platinum-blonde orders a salad when the waitress passes them and Kahlan goes for some dessert. She happily munches on the cake ice-cream combination and listens to Denna talk about her likes and aversions. It’s actually a very pleasant conversation and Kahlan realizes that she finds the other woman’s voice utterly fascinating.
She learns that Denna works for some kind of trading company and occasionally deals with rare artifacts.
“What kinds of artifacts? That sounds really interesting.” Kahlan inquires. She leans back and pats her full belly. That’s probably been one of the best lunches she’s ever had.
“Oh you know, paintings, statues and sometimes even gems.”
The brunette can pretty clearly imagine Denna working with expensive paintings and gemstones.
“It fits.”
The platinum-blonde smirks. “What about you? Do you have a job?”
“Right now I’m still trying to decide what to do... I have a few offerings but I’m just not certain where I’d fit in.” Not exactly the truth, but close
enough.
They spend some more time in the restaurant chatting about nothing in particular until Denna casually invites Kahlan to go to a gallery opening in a few days.
It sounds way too much like a date and the brunette hesitates. She likes Denna, there’s a cat-like grace about her and the way she holds herself is almost regal, but that still doesn’t change the fact that she can’t start something she’d never be able to go through with till the end.
They finish lunch and leave the restaurant. Denna turns to Kahlan, her pale blue eyes watching the brunette intently.
“Just as friends, okay? I know you’re not the touchy-feely kind of person, but it’s a gallery opening not a wrestling match.”
Kahlan chuckles and nods. “Alright. I’m in.”
“Great! I’ll just give you a call and we’ll figure out a time.”
Before Kahlan has the chance to realize what’s happening Denna moves forward and presses her lips against the brunette’s cheek.
She steps back just as quickly, grinning. “I’ll see you then.”
“Uhm... yeah...” Kahlan answers dumbfounded as she stares after the platinum-blonde who saunters down the street.
Chapter 16