Disclaimer: I do not own any InuYasha characters.

A/N: This story was inspired by Yoruzuki's piece "The Price of Memory" which you can view on dokuga /gallery?func=detail&id=8326.


Chapter 4 - No

She opened her eyes, but instead of seeing the marred land she expected, all she saw was weathered wood. Looking up, praying to see the sky, she stared at the ceiling of the building that housed the Bone-Eater's Well. The jewel sent her back?

She swiftly climbed out of the well as she had done many times before and immediately jumped back in. She awaited the glow of the light that would transport her back in time, but it never came and instead she hit the unyielding dirt ground below.

No, this wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to come back, not yet, and she wasn't supposed to be stuck here. Why was the well no longer working? What could be the culprit? Had she not made the right wish, or was it just that with her mission complete she had no right to return? But she wasn't finished there. She had finally found love; not infatuation like she'd had with Inuyasha, but something real, something with the possibility to be so much more.

No, this couldn't be happening. She pounded her fists on the ground.

"I'll find a way back to you Sesshomaru," she vowed before crumbling over and letting her tears flow.