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A/N: Thank you for the reviews for chapter 11! In this chapter, Kagome recalls the details of the accident, and tells Miroku and Sango about it. And you guys will see some justice done in this chapter – enjoy!

Title: Rewind

Chapter 12: Discovery

(Miroku's POV)

"Kagome, take one of these egg sandwiches." I offered the plate to her, but she didn't reach out.

"I don't really feel like eating, Miroku." She said softly, shaking her head. Her red, puffy eyes were ringed with dark circles, and her skin lost its usual pearly glow.

Sesshoumaru was still in a coma after three days, and the passing days of worry only left a growing toll on Kagome's body. She was unwilling to eat, and hardly drank enough fluids.

Earlier on in the morning, she had cried till she almost fainted when we brought her to see Sesshoumaru.

I nodded resignedly, and withdrew the plate, before Sango spoke up abruptly. "Wait."

Picking up a piece of sandwich, Sango shoved it into Kagome's hand, despite the latter being unwilling to take it initially.

"Eat. You have to eat, Kagome." She said, looking into Kagome's eyes. "I know you're worried – we all are. But we have to stay strong for Sesshoumaru, especially you. You're with his child…the least you can do is make sure his child grows up healthily. Don't you agree? You cannot be so selfish…your child has to eat as well."

Kagome looked at Sango for a moment, before she nodded with a newfound determination and lifted the sandwich to her mouth. She took a small bite as if experimentally, before taking a larger bite. A few more bites, and the sandwich was gone.

Sango caught my eye, and we shared a relieved smile. Thank goodness she was eating again.

"Here, take one more." I handed her yet another piece. "Drink some of this orange juice too."

Kagome ate obediently like a little child, before Sango asked. "Are you feeling better today?"

"Yes…just that I'm still a bit in shock." She replied, taking a small sip of the juice. "I still can't believe things could happen so quickly. It seemed like my world was changed in that few seconds."

"Kagome…" I whispered. The poor girl had not had a good night's sleep ever since the unfortunate accident.

"Do you recall the details of the accident?" Sango continued asking, her tone suddenly taking a professional edge. She is after all, a police woman. "My colleague Honekura is in charge of this case, and so far, they have not found any leads yet."

"I…" Kagome recalled, placing the sandwich in her hand on the plate. "I remember we were turning around a bend on our way home from Ebisu. We just got off the highway."

Sango nodded, and she continued.

"The traffic light…it just turned green. Then…just out of nowhere, a car appeared and cut into our path." Kagome said, biting her lower lip before she continued. "It was a Toyota Corolla…silver in color."

"The same model as ou-, Miroku's, car?" Sango confirmed the details, slightly flustered as she almost said 'our' car.

"Yes, that's the one…" Kagome nodded, before her voice trailed off. "Sesshoumaru swerved to avoid the car, and we crashed into the tree by the side of the road."

"And the silver Corolla left the scene of accident immediately without stopping?"

Kagome nodded again. "But…that's not all. I've something else to say, but I'm not so sure…"

"Go on, Kagome…Sango will be able to help you." I urged. I could tell she was dying to say something, just that she required some prompting. "Go on."

"I…Prior to the accident, I offended someone." Kagome said, somewhat hesitantly.

"Who is it?" Sango asked, the seriousness of the entire conversation making her sit up straight in her chair. "Who? When?"

"It's…it's…" Kagome cast me an apologetic glance, before looking back at Sango. "It's Asami."

The name made my heart skip a beat. Asami? How can it be? How does Kagome even know her?

Shock took over Sango's features before her shoulders fell instinctively. Recovering her composure, she reached out to hold Kagome's hand. "How…?"

"I went to confront her a month ago…after you saw her with Miroku at the hospital." Kagome admitted, her fingers crossed tightly in her lap.

My heart couldn't help but feel as if someone squeezed it hard.

"The following morning, I drove to your apartment, and waited for Miroku to go to work before I went up to confront her. I wanted to demand explanations, to at least demand some justice for you…I asked her to leave Miroku. But of course, she refused."

"What happened at the apartment?" I asked, a growing knot in my throat threatening to cut off my air supply. Somehow, things were not as simple as they appear to be.

"My confrontations led to her constant rebuttal. We quarreled…it was quite heated…and before I left, she said 'You never know, he might never be able to mingle again', with the 'he' referring to Sess." She went on. "She sounded threatening."

"So…you think she was the one who was driving the Corolla that night, making that conclusion based on her threat?"

"Y…Yes." Kagome nodded to Sango's question. "Yes."

Sango exhaled audibly, biting her lower lip. She seemed like she was at a loss of what to say. "Did you happen to see the car plate number?"

Kagome shook her head gravely.

"Asami can't drive." I spoke up.

Two heads turned instantly to look at me, before I repeated myself. "She can't drive."

"But-" Kagome started indignantly.

"How do you know?" Sango interrupted, her tone holding an underlying chill.

"She mentioned it to me before that she doesn't know how to drive." I replied. As much as I do not love Asami, I have to speak the truth when the situation was so serious.

"You are a professional counselor with a degree in psychology, Miroku." Sango said, looking at me in the eyes. "She mentioned it. Have you contemplated the possibly of her being untruthful? Have you witnessed her inability to drive with your own eyes?"

"No…" I admitted, suddenly feeling terribly guilty with defending Asami in front of Sango so blatantly, and shame at not having thought of Asami's truthfulness.

"Then you're doing nothing more than making a speculation." Sango said coolly. Her tone was sharp like a knife, cutting through my heart. "Did you know that your car was driven out?"

There was something about the way she said 'your car'.

"I have no idea. On that day of the accident, I had to travel down to do psychotherapy with a patient living in Shizuoka-ken, so I took the train instead. The car was left untouched."

"Should have been left untouched." She corrected, before a fleeting look of guilt crossed her features. Clearing her throat with slight awkwardness, she continued. "I mean, we are not sure of anything yet. I'll tell Honekura about what you just said…He will look into it."

I nodded. "I'll help check for any trace of evidence too."

"Kagome, thanks for telling us this." Sango said, patting Kagome's hand. "We'll do our best."

"I understand." Kagome said. "Sango, Miroku…"

"Yes?" We said in unison, giving her questioning looks.

"Thank you so much for being here for us. I'm sorry for causing you guys so much trouble and disrupting your life routines with our problem…"

"What are you talking about, Kagome?" I replied, giving her a mock chiding look. "We have been the best of friends since so long ago…what's with the formalities?"

"Yes, Miroku's right. Kagome, when friends get into trouble, we should help each other." Sango added, giving Kagome a warm smile. "You pass me the keys to your apartment later…I'll clean up the place for you."

"Thank you." Kagome smiled. "Do you mind bringing me back to my ward? I am feeling a little tired, and Mom is coming around with Souta and Grandpa later on."

"Alright then…you finish your drink up, and we'll bring you back."

As Sango closed the door quietly after we exited the ward, she turned to me.

"I have to get going…See you."

Turning away, she started to walk down the corridor to where the lift lobby was.

"Sango," I started, calling after her. "Wait."

"Hmm?" She looked back over her shoulder.

I walked forward, closing the distance between us. "I'll send you to Kagome's place."

She looked a little surprised initially. "No, it's alright…I'll make my own way there."

"I'll send you there…it's not convenient for you to take public transport from here."

"But…"

"No buts. Let's go."

She nodded after another moment of hesitation, and we made our way together to the lift lobby.

"I wonder when Sesshoumaru will come round." I said, making conversation. It felt so weird walking along with her, yet not being in physical contact. I pressed the button by the elevator. "It's already been four days."

"Yeah…I'm hoping he would come round soon. I have no idea how long Kagome can hold out…especially when she's with child now." Sango replied.

"Don't worry, Kagome is not weak." I assured her. "Besides, she has her family and the two of us to support her. We will stay by her until everything gets back to normal."

Sango nodded in agreement, as the elevator doors opened. "We will."

It wasn't long before we reached the basement car park and got to the car. The silver Corolla glistened at where the afternoon sun rays caught it, and it sent an odd feeling through my head to know that it could have been what caused Kagome and Sesshoumaru's plight.

Opening the door for her, I watched her sit down and put the seat belt on before walking around the car to the driver's seat. She opened her handbag, retrieving her mobile phone from its pouch and checked for messages.

Starting the engine, I turned on her favorite classical music as we exited the hospital, going in the direction to Sesshoumaru and Kagome's apartment.

"1, or 2?" I asked. It was a daily routine we used to have whenever we took the car, asking how strong she wanted the air-conditioning to be.

"2, please." She replied, before an awkward silence materialized in the air. I turned on the air-conditioning wordlessly.

Such familiar acts only brought about more pain as it seemed so impossible for us to go back to what we were like before.

Sango replaced her mobile phone after replying to some messages, before fishing out the set of keys to Kagome's apartment. I watched her fiddle with the keys, before she accidentally let it slipped through her fingers.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, no problem...I'll get it."

Bending down, she reached out with her hand to pick the keys up, before she suddenly froze in mid-motion and said, "Miroku, can you shift your right leg a little to the side?"

"Sure," I said, obliging. I could see her peering at something on the carpeted floor of the car. "Why? Is anything wrong?"

She didn't reply me, but instead, reached past my legs as if to pick something up. I tried to keep my eyes on the road ahead and peering down in between to see what she was looking at.

"Miroku." She said softly as she went back to her original sitting position a short while later.

"Yes?" I replied, stepping on the brakes as the traffic light turned red and all the cars came to a stop.

"Look at this." She said, her voice oddly tight.

I turned to see what she was referring to.

Dangling from her hand was an earring in the shape of a star, the afternoon sun rays bouncing off its edges.

Eyes widening at the sight of the single earring, I looked up to look at Sango in the face.

"This…"

"This is not mine."

Her reply was simple, but the indications were great.

Realization dawned upon me.

To be continued…

A/N: Aren't you guys simply excited over Sango's discovery?? And I'm sure everyone's really worried for poor Sesshoumaru and Kagome too!