Tape

"I went to the apartment, knowing what was going to happening, knowing I was going to have to fight to survive, or at the very least to make sure Ship could get away." She couldn't help herself as she brushed past him through the kitchen doorway, hating the sudden cramped, trapped feeling he elicited standing so close to her. "I honestly don't remember much about that night; the doctors said that was normal, that most of the time when there is such back physical trauma, the brain just kind of suppresses it."

Setting the cup down, Kagome once again began to trail around the small apartment, avoiding the hallway at all costs. She felt lost, stuck in a horrible nightmare that she knew was simply an old reality. "I was in a lot of pain; I think I passed in and out of consciousness a couple of times."

Sesshoumaru watched her from the kitchen, watching her, feeling for all the world the hunter as she paced around the apartment like prey.

"The last time I woke up, we were in the car. I had duct tape on my hands and mouth and Shippou was tied up in the back seat. He was ranting and raving as he sped through the city, something about an old ancestor half-demon that almost took over japan…." She shook her head, cleared the thoughts and looked at him. "It was really hard to think straight, to make myself focus on the situation. I knew I was running out of time, that at any minute, he was going to explode and then everything would be too late."

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