Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha…that would be Rumiko Takahashi…

A.N: I was pleased that so many people were interested in the story at this point! I'm doing my best to update, but it really is hard for me to sit down when I'm not in the mood to write. Well, here goes another chapter…Enjoy!

Chapter 14

Safe in His Arms

Sesshoumaru watched as the cab he and Rin had just climbed out of fed its way back into the traffic that made up the large city. Clutching the small child to his chest, he gulped, a sudden nervousness unfolding in his chest. Would Kagome welcome them back into her life? Could she forgive him for so many years of neglect at his hands, as unintentional as it might be? He stepped into the building; he could only hope.

The ride in the elevator seemed to take forever as it stopped at alternate floors until finally stopping on the 12th floor, Sesshoumaru's final destination. Weaving his way out of what had earlier been an empty elevator, he placed Rin on her feet, but grasped her own, tiny clawed hand in one of his larger hands.

"Come, Rin." He said as he made his way slowly down the hallway, taking his time so as not to make the child next to him feel rushed. Sesshoumaru's eyes ran over each numbered room as they passed, finally coming to a halt at apartment number 1221.

He stared at the daunting number hesitantly for a minute before lightly knocking on the door before him. He waited but a minute for a response before knocking again, this time slightly louder, but nothing could be heard on the other side of the door.

Sesshoumaru glanced at his watch. Surely she isn't asleep? He thought, perplexed, as he reached to knock again. It was only 6:20 in the afternoon here in America. He could smell Kagome in the hallway; her scent strong enough that he knew she had been here recently, the question was, where was she know?

Just as his knuckles graced the wood paneling of the door once, a muffled sound reached his ears from the apartment across the hall. After only a brief second of silence, the stifled sound intensified, sounding similar to a moan of discomfort, feminine, on the other side of the door.

It only took Sesshoumaru a second to realize, as the sounds of pain continued, who it was in the other apartment. Without even a second of hesitation, the door was thrown open, and Sesshoumaru was kneeling at Kagome's side.

Kagome knew she needed Kouga's attention as soon as the pain ripped through her stomach, sleep suddenly much less important than trying to repress the pain that ripped into her abdomen with blinding force. Her mind screamed from the pain, and a quick scan of the room found no trace of the phone. Curling into a ball, Kagome moaned at the discomfort, knowing all too soon that the feelings would intensify if Kouga wasn't there to quell the pain.

"Kagome!" The sound of her name was enough to force her eyes open, but the vision before her made her want to sob.

"Sesshoumaru…" she hissed through the pain, which didn't seem so intense all of the sudden. "Is that really you?" she asked as her eyes closed sleepily on their own accord. She took a deep breath, breathing in the masculinity of his scent, instantly calming her nerves as she slipped into the darkness.

"Yes, Koi. Now sleep." The words were enough for Kagome to drift away completely as a slightly calloused hand caressed her cheek.

Sesshoumaru stared at Kagome's petite form, the bulge of her stomach only intensifying the reality that she was with pup…his pup. His smile at the realization that Kagome was going to give him another pup, turned downwards as he noticed the poor state of health she had fallen in since their last meeting.

She had lost weight, no doubt from suffering from the combined stress of her pregnancy as well as stress wrought from the current situation. Hey eyes were lined with deep, dark circles from lack of sleep. The pup was obviously giving her a hard time.

He watched as her breathing slowed as she drifted off even deeper into sleep. Rolling onto her back, then her side again, she rested her hand protectively on her stomach, a content sigh escaping from her slightly parted lips.

Sesshoumaru ran a clawed finger through her slightly tangled mass of black hair, contemplating what to do next. He had completely forgotten Rin until her voice broke through the silence.

"Daddy, why are we here, and why is Ms. H so sick looking."

Sesshoumaru sighed, he had meant to explain the situation to Rin delicately on the plane in hopes she would understand it, but she had slept most of the way, and he hadn't wanted to disturb her.

"Rin, do you like Ms. H?" he asked tiredly, never ceasing to run his claws through Kagome's locks.

Rin smiled happily, her face brightened with the intensity of the smile. "Ms. H is a great teacher, Daddy. I can tell her anything…even secrets, Daddy." She confided in him.

Sesshoumaru's lips rose in a slight grin, and he could feel the tension release him at the positive answer of his daughter. "Rin," he waited for the child to turn her attention to him. When she was watching him expectantly, he continued. "Would you like Ms. H to be your mommy."

He watched as Rin's forehead furled with thought. "What would happen to the mommy I have now?" she asked tentatively.

"She would no longer be your mommy." Sesshoumaru answered matter-of-factly.

Rin's bottom lip jutted out in a pout as she thought about this more. "Would I have to drink the nasty stuff anymore?" she finally asked.

Sesshoumaru shook his head. "No, Rin. You will be loved just the way you are." He answered.

Rin smiled as she hugged her father from his pearch on the floor in front of Kagome's sleeping body. "I would love Ms. H. to be my mommy. Can she, Daddy?" she asked expectantly.

Sesshoumaru pulled Rin closer into a hug. "Yes, Rin, I think she would like that. I think she would like that a lot."

YaY! Another chapter…kind of short, but this is the beginning of the reunion, and I really wanted to stop the chapter there. Hopefully another chapter to come this weekend or another chapter next week…depending on my class and work schedules! Don't forget to review.