A/N: I published this story over a decade ago originally. I lost interest in Inuyasha for a while and didn't continue to write any of my stories. After discovering it was on Netflix however, I revisited my old passion and couldn't figure out why I ever abandoned it. I reread some of my stories and found myself compelled to write again. Although I know Inuyasha now has an official ending, this is my take on what could've happened. I'm reposting this one because I've revised it since its original publication. Let me know what you think and I'll continue the story. Please enjoy! :)

"Doctor! I think she's pulling through!"

"Get her mother on the phone immediately!"

"It's a miracle!"

Kagome opened her eyes to a mass of blurs. There were people standing around her dressed in white. They wiggled around like squirming snakes as her eyes began to focus. A cold piece of metal pressed against her chest.

"Her heart rate is elevated. We will monitor that. Nurse, get her a glass of water." One of the blurs spoke and took the cold instrument off of her chest.

As her eyes began to adjust, Kagome realized she was in an unfamiliar room. It was painted white with cream curtained windows. She lay on a stiff mattress in a bed made of iron. She was dressed in a blue nightgown and had plastic bands around her wrists. She held her hand to her head in confusion. How did she get here?

"Mrs. Higurashi is on her way doctor."

Mrs. Higurashi? What was her mother doing in Sengoku Jidai?

"Here you go deary," said a nurse who had suddenly appeared beside her bed holding a paper cup filled with water. "Take a drink."

Kagome looked at the woman in suspicion but did as she was told. The water was cool down her parched throat. She felt like she hadn't had anything to drink for months.

"Where am I?" she croaked. Her voice sounded hoarse. They all stood by her bedside simply starring at her, some were smiling and others looked as though they were examining her.

"You're at the Tokyo District Hospital deary," said the nurse who had given her the water.

Kagome nodded slowly. Her brain worked feverishly to come up with an explanation for her predicament. The last thing she could remember was going to sleep in Kaede's hut in Sengoku Jidai. How did she end up at a hospital in modern Tokyo?

A demon must have attacked us unexpectedly, she thought. I must have gotten knocked out or injured. Inuyasha probably took me back through the well so that I'd be safe. I hope the others are alright. Mom must have panicked when she saw my injuries. Although there isn't much she wouldn't be able to heal herself. I wonder why she brought me here. And if I was injured… shouldn't I have some sort of wound…? Why don't I remember?

Kagome tried to move her body, feeling for a possible sore spot. Her body felt stiff as though her muscles hadn't moved in days.

"Very good deary," said the nurse, smiling. "Doctor, she is already showing signs of improvement. Now don't move too much deary. Just take your time. We will have you up and running in no time."

Maybe they had given her painkillers. That must be why she couldn't feel her injuries. Before she could contemplate anymore, her mother burst into the room in her nightgown followed by her younger brother and her grandfather.

"Kagome! You're awake! Oh thank goodness!" Her mother rushed over to her bed and threw her arms around her.

"Mom," Kagome said quietly. Her voice was muffled by her mother's shoulder. "Of course I'm all right. You should know that Inuyasha always protects me no matter what." Her mother went stiff and began to pull away slowly. Kagome didn't notice the change. "You have no reason to worry," she smiled. "Can you tell me what happened? Did Inuyasha say anything when he brought me back?"

Mrs. Higurashi looked towards the doctors, uncertainty etched on her face. "It's nothing to be alarmed about Mrs. Higurashi," said one of them. "It is common for someone who has been in a coma for three months to be unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. This 'Inuyasha' she speaks of, is most likely a fictional character of her dreams."

The doctor had seemed to have calmed Mrs. Higurashi's nerves but his actual patient, Kagome, looked bewildered beyond belief. "What are you talking about?" she asked. She sat up so fast that her head began to spin. She starred at them with wild eyes.

"Kagome dear," her mother said as she gently pushed Kagome's shoulders back down towards the bed. "This may be difficult for you honey but… you've been unconscious for the last couple of months." She paused to let the news sink in. "The accident happened on your birthday, do you remember? You went into the well house back home on the shrine looking for the cat Buyo. Somehow you fell through the boarded up well and suffered severe head trauma."

"Your head was like split open sis," said her brother Souta from the edge of her bed. His eyes were wide as he starred at her, as if he were playing the memory over in his head.

"Souta was the one who found you Kagome," her mother said. She ran her hand over her daughter's hair. "Now don't worry about Buyo. That fat cat has nine lives remember?" Mrs. Higurashi seemed to think that Kagome's worried and anxious look was due to her love of animals but really she was trying to understand the new information that was given to her.

A coma for three months? But she had been in the feudal era all that time… ever since her birthday… It couldn't be possible that everyone and everything she'd experienced up until that moment whether it be time traveling, battling demons, or falling in love was all just figments of a dream… could it?

Kagome shut her eyes tightly and gave her head a quick shake. No… what was going on?

"Anyway," her mother said. "Your father has just gone to the cafeteria to get you some juice. He thought you'd like something other than I.V. food."

"My… father?" Kagome was in shock. Her father was dead. He had been the victim of a horrible car accident involving a large transport truck. It took his life. She had been ten when the incident occurred. She had watched the paramedics pull his mutilated body from the driver's seat. The memory had always haunted her. Something was certainly not right.

"Of course sweetie," her mother smiled. "You didn't forget about him, did you?"

"It is possible that the child's father may have slipped her mind," said one of the doctors. "It is best to not overload her brain with too much information now. She has just awakened. There is plenty of time to fill her in, but for now take it easy."

"Oh I see. So I should just talk to her about important things at this time…"

Under any other circumstance, Kagome would've hated how they were speaking like she wasn't in the room. But her mind was racing. Where was Inuyasha? She stared at the doctor with weary eyes. He looked eerily similar to someone she knew. She just couldn't place her finger on who it was exactly.

"Where's my little girl?" came a familiar voice from out in the hall. It was a voice she hadn't heard for over five years. No more than a few seconds later, the owner of the voice came through the door carrying a cup of orange juice. It was her father.

She watched his every movement with her mouth hung open. His hair was grayer and he was going bald in areas. His face was more age altered and paler than she remembered. His hands shook slightly as he put the cup on the table beside her bed, as if he had become weaker. Yet, as he wrapped his arms around her tightly and she smelt the familiar musty scent of his cologne… she knew he was the real thing.

Before she could stop herself, she began to sob into his shoulder. His voice was soothing as he rocked her back and forth to comfort her. Soon she began to feel sleepy, despite the fact that she had just apparently spent the last three months in a deep sleep. Slowly she drifted off with one thing on her mind.

Maybe it was… just a dream…