I do not own Inuyasha or Twilight.

I hope you like this. The plot is basically the same with a few changes.

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Putting others first

Kagome watched from Bella's window as she and Jacob playfully rolled around in the wet grass. She smiled gently as the two laughed happily and she sighed. Shortly after her little talk Bella had disclosed to her how unhappy she was making Edward with her obsession. Bella said that it still hurt that he had left so abruptly but she understood his reasoning. Bella realized the he left because he loved her enough to leave and Kagome knew that her job here was nearly complete.

In a lot of ways me and Bella are the same. Maybe if I had not came along she might have been waiting around for years. Kagome thought closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. A familiar scent wafted passed her nose and she immediately snapped to attention. Her nose twitched and she begun to slowly walk across the floor. Her ears twitched as she stepped on a abnormally loose headboard. She bent down and easily pried the board off. Kagome eyes widened as she looked at the cluster of miscellaneous items. She picked up the tiny stack of pictures and her eyes widened as she looked in to the golden eyes that once was green. His familiar wild bronze hair, his strong jaw, that crooked smile. She looked down in to the hollow spot and saw a tiny clothe. She picked it up and his scent attacked her nose. Her heart beat picked up speed as the realization dawned on her.

Edward Masen is Bella's Edward. Kagome thought as her heart suddenly dropped. Tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my face as there was a weight on my chest. Suddenly my cell phone vibrated. She looked at the caller idea and felt a forbidden feeling as she looked at the name of her caller. She clcked the talk button and was surprised to hear th loud desperate cries that she had not heard in such a long time. Her heart clenched as her son called for her over and over again begging her to be there to comfort him.

"Shippo what happened?" Kagome questioned and Shippo wailed harder. His wails suddenly grew distant as the seemingly calm Taiyoukai took the phone. Kagome could hear the hidden worry and anger in his voice as the young Tai quietly spoke in to the phone.

"Charity has been kidnapped by the Volturi" He ground out and Kagome's eyes widened. She saw an image of the sweet blonde woman whose hazel eyes would glow with warm humor and her smile was there to greet anyone who crossed her path. That little woman who was no more than an immortal human and was the physically weakest of the immediate pack. She remembered the torture that the Volturi had placed upon her and Sesshoumaru and how they tormented poor Shippo. She shivered at the thought of what they would do to Charity.

"Once I get my pawn in place I will draw the Volturi to me and Charity will be just fine. I have a feeling they just needed an excuse to get back at us for the hell we raised back then." Kagome said standing up and tucking the pictures in her pocket. She kicked the board back in to place and ran downstairs. Charlie had taken a week long vacation at her request and she felt bad that she would not be able to stay and spend time with Charlie and his family.

Maybe another time and next time I will bring everyone so that we can be together again like a family. Kagome thought as she walked in to the living room. Charlie looked up at her and instinctively knew that something was wrong.

"The Volturi has taken Shippo's mate. Tell Bella and Jacob I will come and check on them later and hopefully next time I can bring the whole family." Kagome said with a tiny smile and Charlie nodded in understanding. He knew vaguely of the Volturi due to his experience with his mother but just like anything else supernatural he only wanted to know what he needed to know. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and when he opened them she was gone. Charlie felt a lingering feeling that while Kagome was running towards something she was also pushing herself away from something.

She was always putting others first. He thought with sadness as he remembered the tale of her third and probably last love that human boy named Edward Masen.

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