Sango watched as Inuyasha paced the floor. She did have to admit that she id feel sorry for the half demon. But what could she do? She barely even knew how the well worked, besides the fact that it led to Kagome's time and that only Kagome and Inuyasha could travel through it. So how was she supposed to know why Inuyasha couldn't get through?
By now, Inuyasha had made a path that was at least two feet deep. Miroku sighed and stood up. He had a three minute old hand mark on the side of his face. He was worried about Inuyasha and when Miroku gets worried, he needed a "touch of heaven" or so he called it.
He glanced toward Sango who returned the gesture with a glare and pulled the outer layer of his cloak up to her nose. It was a cold day. Shippo had started to get cold a few hours earlier, so Sango had taken off the top part of her kimono, to reveal no more than her demon slayer outfit, and gave it to him. Forty-six minutes later, Sango started to shiver. Miroku took off the purple layer of his robe and handed it over even though she said she was fine.
Miroku shook his head, then turned towards Inuyasha. He opened his mouth to say something, then shut it. He tried again, he opened his mouth than panicked and shut it again. Finally he said, "I have a theory on why Inuyasha can't get to Kagome's time."
Everyone turned towards him. Well, everyone that is, except for Shippo who had fallen asleep. Inuyasha had a look on his face that said 'Why didn't you say something earlier idiot?!'
"Inuyasha, did you have the magic beads on the first time you went to Kagome's time?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha nodded. "Well my guess is that the reason you can't get back to her time is because Kagome took them off you."
Inuyasha looked at Miroku, than started to run towards Kaede's village, where the necklace hung in her hut.
"Wait!" Miroku called. Inuyasha stopped and turned around. "Come right back and pick up Kagome's backpack! She left it here! Me and Sango will dump out all the rotten food!" he yelled. Inuyasha nodded, than took off.
Miroku dumped out the contents of the giant yellow bag, and climbed in. "Come on." he whispered. Sango picked up Shippo and Kirara, then climbed into the bag with him. The bag could stretch just far enough for all of them to fit if Sango and Miroku tucked their knees up to their chests, and ducked their heads. It wasn't very comfortable, but she still wanted to try.
Almost instantly she felt herself being picked up. Then she was flying. She felt an unfamiliar lurch in her stomach. One so large, she thought she might hurl. She reminded herself that Miroku was in there with her.
After a while, she peeked out the top. Instead of seeing trees and weeds, like she had expected, she saw the wooden walls of an old shrine.