In the dream state Sango was most herself. She knew she was being controlled. Carrying a demon inside you could do that to a person. She tried not to let herself wake anymore, because she couldn't be controlled in a state like this. She also knew she couldn't fight. Her attempts to stay in a dream-like state were futile when she saw what her head was resting on. She was lying on her side with InuYasha's left arm under her head as a pillow. She was still herself. There was no need to be otherwise. Currently. She searched for his other arm to find it draped over her, holding her tightly, but not restrictively. Sango felt warm, and safe. She could see what Kagome saw in him. At that thought a twang of guilt went through her. Kagome… She'd stolen her best friend's love, and now she was cuddling with him? This wasn't something that was reasonable to be doing. She rolled away, closing her eyes. The size of her stomach shocked her briefly, but she shook that thought aside.

It's an evil demon, after all… Of course it wants to get out fast… She thought. She continued her roll until she was away from him a little, and facing him. She dare not open her eyes. InuYasha's hand – the one that was under her head - pulled her close again, so that her head was under his chin. She smiled. Then she felt guilty for feeling good. She could feel his heartbeat. Slow and strong, pumping much needed blood through his system. It was reassuring, somehow. She watched his chest rise as he drew in breath. She hadn't realized it until he spoke, but Sango had been crying.

"'Ut's 'ong?" He asked groggily, his mouth still slightly sticking together. All the things Sango wanted to say, she wanted to tell him that she felt so guilty, and they needed to go back, and they needed to get the baby killed, and many more things, but now there was reason for her to be partly controlled. Only partly; the demon wasn't fully in control. Yet.

"Nothing." She heard her voice say. InuYasha's right hand was stroking her back affectionately.

"Liar." He said, resting his chin on the top of her head. Sango smiled. Or, at least, her body did. Sango's body also nuzzled her way into InuYasha's neck.

Some of Sango's hair was cascading over his arm, and it still smelled amazing. InuYasha knew what love felt like. He was a jerk, he wasn't the brightest of the bunch, and he'd be the first to admit that he had very few redeeming qualities. He knew – In the back of his mind – That the only reason Sango was acting like this was because of the Demon forming its self inside her. He knew it. And yet… This was what he wanted… This felt so real, so good. She sighed, and stood up. Sango looked at him, her chocolate eyes had a questioning, if not mournful expression.

"Sango, we need to go back." He said. It had taken him three days to get his nerve up, but he'd done it. He felt more and more like himself as he let the dried up channels of anger replenish themselves. Sango's expression turned pleasing.

"InuYasha, you can't do this. This baby," She said, putting a hand on her belly protectively, "This baby it ours, as much as anything else, this is our chance." She said. InuYasha wanted – Partly – to melt. He gritted his teeth, and tried to make himself angry at her. Normally he was good at making himself angry. He was so good he'd nearly forgotten how to be happy. He took a deep breath.

"That's the demon talking." He said, and for a moment, just an instant, he could see something inside Sango's eyes that agreed with him, but it was gone before anything else could happen. "We need to kill it. Only powerful demons have enough… enough power to do this sort of thing!" He snapped.

I have to snap at some point during this conversation. He reasoned. Sango glared.

"No." She said coldly. For the first time in three days InuYasha let himself feel the evil inside her. It was even more potent at that instant. Something about it was familiar.

"Sango, I'm taking you back, and we're going to get this hell-spawn out!" He roared, picking her up. Little did Sango know that he'd stolen her Shikon shards in her sleep.

"Put me down!" She screamed once she'd checked her pocked. One again, the only way InuYasha managed to disobey this command was the fact that he knew it was the demon talking, so he ignored her.

Meanwhile…

Shippo was sitting near the well, grumbling about how bad InuYasha was for getting in a fight with Kagome and making her go back yada yada yada… When he saw a little wisp of purple smoke waft out of the well. He looked at it curiously, but before he could get up he saw Kagome climbing out.

"Kagome!" Squealed the young Kitsune. "Kagome, you're back!" He said. Kagome dropped a note near him, and clutched something in her hand tightly, and if it was some connection to a better time. She stomped off without another word. Shippo picked up the note and read it. It was written in untidy handwriting, and in graphite, which Shippo had never seen before. The note read:

"Deer Kagome.

I know you hate me rite now and I am sorry I caused you grief please come back to my time I want us to be friends again."

Shippo dropped the note. Maybe he should tell Kagome what's happened since then…

…

I was nighttime now. Sango had long since stopped struggling. InuYasha was walking at a fast, yet easy pace. He'd several times fended off Sango's attempts to steal the shards. There was a sigh of defeat from Sango.

"I'll walk on my own…" She said, drearily. InuYasha had to admit that carrying her this far had left him sore. He set her down. "You try anything and I won't hesitate to cleave that stomach clean off." He said. Sango nodded. And they walked.

And walked.

Then, surprisingly, they walked!

And then walked. It was a rather uneventful trip until there was a sound that really could only be described as "Fshooo, Thunk!" That sound, unmistakably belonged to an arrow hitting a tree. The arrow had cleanly cut off a few strands of Sango's hair. Both InuYasha and Sango looked to see who had shot the arrow, and there stood Kagome, bow in hand, ready to shoot another.

"Sango, surrender yourself, that's the only way we can be friends again, like you wanted!" Said Kagome, her eyes were swollen with tears. The silence, broken only by Kagome's bow creaking, was terrible. Apparently it was a little too long, and Kagome shot another arrow that would have hit Sango's head. Sango dodged nimbly, but almost tripped. Unluckily for her, the thing she put her hands on to stop her fall was InuYasha, who then put a protective arm in front of her. That made Kagome angry. The arrow had cleared Sango's mind from the evil just long enough. Another arrow was swooping through the air to InuYasha when Sango found the control to speak, rather than the demon.

"Wait!" She screamed. "I surrender myself, please, no fighting! Not amongst ourselves!" She said, this little scene reminding her all too well about what happened with Kohaku. "Please, take me, don't let me fight back." She said. But before anyone reached them she turned to InuYasha.

"How could you!" She said quietly, but with enough venom to poison three armies of healthy men. InuYasha's eyebrows went up in surprise. "Letting me even think about keeping this!" She said, motioning to her stomach. Before InuYasha could answer she was bound and dragged away.

…

After an hour, Kaede came to give InuYasha grave news, and to give him a chose.

End Chapter Twelve

Thank you to all my reviewers, I'm still reading every one of them… My lovelies… -giggles inanely- Erm, anyway… Yeah…