Kagome was in a deep sleep, the sound of the rain outside mixed with her own tiredness from crying had the girl in a much-needed state of rest.

Nothing would wake her right now.

Not the sound of her window opening, not the feel of the harsh wind, not even the feel of power that normally would have her standing in defense with her bow ready, would have the girl awake.

He stood there looking down at her, the woman who now was with child, his child. She looked worn out and he remembered that day but the future had yet to happen, he could only remember one outcome, and now he was here to change it. The girl needed to go back, the future was unbalanced now that the great Lord had thrown it off.

The girl's door opened, her mother was there to check on her, his eyes slid to her "Make her return," Was all he said as he went to her window. Her mother said nothing but just stood there, he came and went at the most odd times,

"She will need me," He stated before leaving,

Her mother sighed, needing and wanting, wanting and needed, it was only a good thing if you put them both together, like ying and yang.

Kagome woke feeling like she had been hit by a bus, she looked to her open window, had Inuyasha come last night?

Her mother walked in just as she sat up,

"Good morning dear," She said with a smile "How did you sleep?"

"I don't feel like I did sleep." She stated still looking at the window, "Did Inuyasha come last night?" She asked,

Her mother answered quickly "Not that I am aware dear, why don't you come down for breakfasts,"

It was odd, she was not even hungry, but a little soup would not be a bad idea, soup always made her feel better. Kagome walked down the stairs trying to wake up, her dreams were so odd last night, but odd enough she could not remember any of it, Kami, why did her own dreams have to be so complex?

Kagome sat at the table and sighed,

"What would you like dear," Her mother asked,

"Soup." She responded,

Her mother smiled and got to work.

"Thank you Mom," Kagome spoke and her mother had a feeling she was not thinking her for breakfasts.

"Well, how long do you plan to stay dear?"

Kagome met her mother's eyes,

"You do plan on going back right?" Her mother asked while getting her bowl of soup,

Kagome was confused "You, want me to go back?"

"It's not that I want you to, but you have to." She sat the bowl down,

"I do?" Kagome asked,

"Well of course dear, your friends must be worried, and what about the father?"

That's right SHE had not told her who the father was, unknowing that her mother already knew, tears wanted to fall.

"I, he-

"Who is he dear?" Her mother pushed,

"Inuyasha's,- she paused "Brother."

"You mean the one who lets a little girl follow him around?"

Kagome nodded,

"Well is he good-looking like Inuyasha?" She already knew when the man was far better looking than said half-breed boy.

"Mom!" Kagome turned red,

Her mom smiled, she was trying,

"Does he know?"

"Yes and, no."

"What do you mean yes and no?" Her mother was now confused,

"He knows im pregnant, he, he does not think it's his, he thinks it's some kind of magic,"

"But, it's not?"

"No!, no, at least, I don't think so,"

Hell, he could be right, who knew?

"Kagome I am sure he has time to think about it, just like you have, why don't you go back, and talk to him, and your friends,"

Kagome looked at her untouched soup, now she remembered her dream, it was changing over and over, different things that could happen if she went back if she stayed.

"I don't know if they will want to talk," Kagome was not hungry after all,

"But at least you would have tried and you can always come home."

Could she, would the well always work for her?

Kagome placed her spoon down, she would go back and try, she was not one for giving up and damn him if he didn't believe, if her mom could be a single mom, then so could she!

"Mom, what if, what if the well does not work?"

"Then you are where you need to be."

Kagome smiled and hugged her mom, then she ran, like she always did, to the well and jumped in, if she went fast she could not change her mind, and after all, a mother is always right.