Sesshomaru watched from above as demonesses showed up. His mother greeted everyone while Tula and her mate stayed close to Kagome, who was still in bed. Her fever picked up, and her morning sickness reared its head ugly this morning.

He watched them one by one. Tall, beautiful women, some powerless, some not so much. All would know their place, but was any one of them worthy?

Had Kagome been worthy?

If he could sleep with her, release in her, why second guess any of these women?

He was not weak. But she was.

He vanished back inside and went to check on her.

Tula was trying to help her; she was hunched over on the floor, clearly hurting.

"Miko,"

"Go away!" She snapped,

"Kagome," Tula's soft voice spoke, "He has come to help,"

She had talked to Kagome, explaining the best she could, but Kagome was not one to submit; like hell, she was giving him power over her.

But right now, she needed that power.

Sesshomaru picked her up; she was sweating. She laid her head on his chest. "Put me down," She panted,

"Leave us," He told them, not like they were helping.

They rushed from the room.

He growled the vibration ran through her body and he watched as her tension went lax. The baby knew he was there. For now, his demonic aura was enough; just being close was enough.

She seemed heavy, not in a weight sense. The heat from her body went through his clothing. Her eyes grew tired, she had no energy, and it was clear whatever food she ate was gone from her.

Her body would not sustain this way for long.

His mother entered. "Leave her to me and go,"

Did he hesitate?

"We are blood; my aura will keep her for a few hours. Go,"

It was why he called her, and so he put Kagome down and pulled the sheets over her. Her face was flush.

His mother came near and sat down and touched the girl. "Go, Sesshomaru,"

He walked to the door and slid it open, and just before he walked out, she whimpered, and his hand twitched of its own accord.

She took her hand away "You deserve to suffer a bit; perhaps it will teach you a lesson,"

Kagome tossed and turned and whimpered more till her eyes came open.

"Why do you let him do this to you?" She never did talk to Inuyasha's mother. She thought the woman was crazy for allowing a demon to impregnate her when it could mean her death.

"This wasn't supposed to happen," Kagome breathed.

"You slept with him,"

Kagome closed her eyes,

"You find him attractive,"

"Of course I do, im not blind,"

"Yet he was your enemy,"

"At one time," She breathed,

"And now?"

Kagome rested her hand on her belly. "He is the father,"

"But why, Miko, why did you not stop him?"

Kagome swallowed as tears formed in her eyes. "His hands were so warm, gentle."

His mother looked away, "As if that is a good enough reason,"

Kagome grunted in pain. "I know, it's not," She curled up. "It was a false sense of hope; I felt wanted, needed almost, desired," and she had never felt that way before.

His mother looked at her. "He, he wanted me,"

"For a moment of weakness,"

Kagome smirked. "perhaps that was the thrill, to see, to feel a side of him no one else could,"

"And his domain and power mean nothing?"

Kagome shook her head. "I didnt even think about all that; neither of us was playing for keeps; it was supposed to be a one-time thing, a moment of weakness for us both, our power fought against each other for so long, tension that needed to be released," She wasn't dumb to that fact.

Kagome's eyes rolled. "Curiosity,"

He has said that,

"And was it worth it?"

Kagome thought back, back to his kiss, to his touch, to the feel of him deep inside her. She groaned as she felt heated. Part of her wanted to say no, should have said no

"Yes,"

even now, hurting and knowing what he was about to do. "I have no regrets," Kagome knew what the woman was about to ask next. "I would do it again if we turned back time,"

That one night was a cause of great pain, but it was a memory she would keep, and if her body held, she would also have something beautiful from it. Hers, someone to have and hold and love and who would love her.

"It's ok that he's not the one," A tear slipped. "Because he gave me this, and this will be loved, and it will love me so in a way, he gave me part of himself; he gave me a piece of love," At least that's what she told herself.

The demoness blushed at her utter nonsense.

"He got a thrill from my sin," SHe offered the only thing she could for him and his why not know he and his mother had already talked about it.

"He lives to make me submit; our power is constantly snapping at each other,"

"Yet you deny him?"

Kagome smiled. "I just thought it was fun,"

"You are not like her,"

"Who,"

"The hime,"

Kagome didnt know what to say about that; instead, her pain grew, and she turned her back to the woman and dug her hands into the sheets. She placed a hand on her "I will fetch him,"

"No," Kagome whispered,

"You will suffer for him?"

Kagome didnt answer, just cried into the bed as pain shot through her body.