To Find You Again

Chapter 8



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Inuyasha passed outside the coroners’ room for any information on the body. While the police were still running the woman’s prints he was doing the arduous task of waiting. Inuyasha hated waiting; it was the worst part of the job.



Part of Inuyasha was thankful that this wasn’t his case; the other part of him wished it was. Being with the CIA he did not handle cases like these, but something about the dead woman intrigued him, perhaps it was her almost identical similarities to his wife that kept him on edge.



Knowing he had no business even being outside of the coroner’s room because the case was being handled by the Miami Police Department he couldn’t seem to help himself.



Something just wasn’t right about the woman he had found but he couldn’t figure out what it was. Something about her was just….off.



Snapping his eyes up just in time so the door to the autopsy room opened he watched as his long time friend Sango emerged. She was dressed in a white lab coat over her light green scrubs and motioned for him to come over.



He had known Sango since college, he had met her around the same time he had met Kagome and he just could not for the life of him understand her choice in work. She worked with dead bodies all day for fucks sake!



Following her into the room he prepared himself for the overpowering scent of death that usually smacked him in the face when he walked into one of these autopsy rooms. Inuyasha was startled to find that he smelled nothing despite the dead body lying on the metal surgical table in front of him.



“Something really weird is going on with this body, I don’t get it. I’ve never seen anything like this!” Sango exclaimed as she shut the door and locked it behind them.



Walking past him she pulled the white tarp that had covered the woman’s body off, the incisions of her metal instruments dissecting the body already been removed and were off to the side.



“What are you talking about Sango?” Inuyasha asked as he was becoming severely confused over the smell of the corpse. All he could smell was dirt, not death.



Yanking on a pair of white surgeons gloves she proceeded to throw a pair at him and grabbed her tools.



“Come take a look at this.”



Inuyasha approached slowly and stood next to her, watching as she gently pried the flesh of the woman’s abdomen open.



He peered inside and saw……nothing.



“What the hell?” Inuyasha asked, turning to look at Sango.



“That’s what I’m not understanding, I was hoping you could tell me. This….thing isn’t a human, it’s something else. Feel the texture of the skin, its think and hard. This thing is like the cast of a human, not a human.”



Inuyasha shook his head and looked at her strangely.



“This doesn’t make any sense, I’m the one that found her, she smelled like death and she was covered in semen. She was still fucking alive for fucks sake! How can a statue of a person just come to life? I felt her Sango; she wasn’t like this four hours ago!”



Releasing the flesh of the woman and letting it fall back into place she looked at Inuyasha.



“I have no idea what is going on, that’s why I called you here. You’ve never heard of anything like this? Is it some kind of magic?”



Yanking the gloves off Inuyasha tossed them in the trash can by the surgeons table and shook his head.



“Never in my life, I have never seen or heard of anything like this before.”



Sango looked at the woman’s body again.



“What about your dad? Think he might have any ideas?”



Running his hand through his long silver hair Inuyasha shook his head.



“No, I mean, I don’t know I can ask him but. This is crazy! She was perfectly human when I found her. What about the sperm samples you collected from her? What about those? Did they tell you anything?”



Sango shook her head, her black bangs getting in her eyes. She tried to push them back with her arm, wishing for the hundredth time that week that she had left her bangs long so she could tie it back with the rest of her waist length hair.



“They’re in the lab; we’re trying to find a DNA match. It won’t help if the perpetrator hasn’t been arrested before though. We won’t have anything to match it to, all we would know is that someone raped her and we have their DNA, we just won’t know who the DNA belongs to.”



“Wait, they? As in multiple?” Inuyasha asked, looking at her in disbelief.



Sango looked at him blankly.



“Yes, multiple. It’s not that uncommon in a rape victim. You should know that by now Inuyasha.”



Looking at the floor the wheels in Inuyasha’s head started to turn as he pondered over who could have done this to the woman. When he found her she had escaped, that was obvious, and in her condition she couldn’t have gotten too far from where she was being kept.



Sango looked at Inuyasha. She had seen him investigating dead people before, men, women, children, but none of them had seemed to bother him as much as this woman’s death.



“What about how badly her body was damaged before? Have you figured out the cause of death?”



Sighing, Sango shook her head.



“Actually, the damage to her body was pretty minimal. Cuts and scrapes, a few bruises here and there, but other than that there was no reason she-it should have actually died.”



Inuyasha tugged at his hair and growled.



“Why the fuck does none of this make sense!?”



“There’s one more thing you should see.” Sango said, pulling the tarp down just below the woman’s chin. Tilting her head, Sango brushed the hair back to reveal a burn right at the nape of the woman’s neck. A spider burn.



“Is that what I think it is?” Inuyasha asked incredulously.



Sango nodded and dropped the hair back down and placed the woman’s head back the way it had been laying.



“Yeah. Do you think this might have something to do with the murders of all those little girls?”



Staring down at the woman’s face, Inuyasha felt a cold sense of dread wrap around his heart.



“I don’t know for sure. I’ll be back, I’ve gotta make a phone call.”



Inuyasha made his way outside the autopsy room and down the hall to Sango’s office and proceeded to lock the door behind him. Whipping out his self phone he waited as the phone rang, two, three, four times.



“Takahashi Residence.” A chipper voice on the phone answered that he recognized as his mothers.



“Hey mom, listen I-“



“Inuyasha dear what’s going on? Your father told me what happened. Are you still with the police? I though you’d be back by now.” Izayoi said in a worried tone.



“Everything’s fine mom let me talk to dad.”



Inuyasha waited as he heard shuffling on the other line and waited for Inu Taisho to pick up the phone.



“Inuyasha what’s going on?” Came the gruff response.



“I’m not sure. There’s something wrong with this body, it’s unlike anything I have ever seen.”



Taisho waited patiently, listening intently to his son’s explanation.



“I don’t understand it. I was in the autopsy room with Sango and the body it, it’s not real. It doesn’t smell like a real person and it sure as hell doesn’t smell like death. All I can make out is the scent of soil. And the body is empty, completely, no organs no bone’s no nothing.”



Taisho felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, this may be the clue he was waiting for.



“Are you certain?” he asked softly.



Inuyasha growled. “Did I stutter? Yes I’m certain I saw it myself!”



“Stay there, your brother and I am coming over with a friend who I think will be able to help.”



“Wait dad!” Inuyasha exclaimed, hoping to catch him before he hung up the phone.



“Yes?”



Taisho could hear the nervousness in his son’s voice and it unnerved him.



“Is Kagome still there? I don’t want her staying in the apartment by herself. Keep her with mom tonight. She can sleep in my old room I just. I have a really bad feeling; I don’t want her to be alone tonight.”



Inuyasha waited, holding his breath.



“She’s still here; she’s playing a board game with your mother and Rin. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she stays. Nothing will happen to her while she’s here.”



Inuyasha let out a breath of relief at his father’s words.



“Thanks.”



“Uh-huh.” Came the reply as Inuyasha heard his father hang up the phone.



* * * * * * *



Taisho grabbed his jacket from the closet and briskly walked to the den where his wife had returned to playing her board game.



Entering quietly he watched his wife and two daughter in-laws happily playing a board game. If the body Inuyasha had found was the clue he had been waiting for, they were all in danger. Taisho couldn’t handle the thought of any of them getting hurt and knew that if he was going to do something he had to do it fast. If what he had been waiting for all these years was finally going to occur, he had to be the one to make the first move, not Onigumo.



“Sesshoumaru.” Taisho called quietly to his son.



“I need your help with something.”



Sesshoumaru looked up at his father and knew something was wrong instantly. He hadn’t seen such a worried look on Taisho’s face ever. Without question Sesshoumaru got up to leave, hoping their absence wouldn’t alarm anyone.



Both Inu Youkai proceeded to sneak out of the room quietly, hoping the women were too engrossed in their game to notice.



“And just where do you two think your going?” Izayoi asked suspiciously to the retreating backs of her son and husband.



Both Inu Youkai froze at the sound of Izayoi’s voice.



Turning around Taisho looked as his mate very seriously, not bothering to put on a charade, they didn’t have time for that.



“We’ll be back as soon as we can. Stay here, none of you are to leave this house.”



Izayoi stared at her mate and knew something was seriously wrong. While she did try his patience and defy him at times, she knew this would not be one of those times. Staring into his eyes she nodded slowly and watched as her son and husband left.



“What’s going on?” Kagome asked Izayoi worriedly. “Where are they going? And where’s Inuyasha? He should have been back a long time ago.”



Shaking her head Izayoi turned to face Kagome and Rin.



“I don’t know.”



Rin looked at Izayoi agitated.



“This is bullshit, they can’t just go off without explaining and demand us to sit here and wait for them like good little house wives, that just ain’t my style.”



Izayoi looked at Rin worried about what she was going to do.



“Don’t even think about it. Taisho told us to stay here! You are not going anywhere!”



Kagome looked from Izayoi to Rin.



“Look, something is going on and I have a sneaking suspicion it has to do with this body Inuyasha found. Now being a detective I have every right to put the public’s interest first and going out there and find out what I need to know.”



Izayoi looked at Rin sternly. She wasn’t the least bit surprised Rin had chosen that angle, hoping to appeal to her humanitarian nature. Rin always was good at debate, it was a wonder she hadn’t grown up to become a lawyer.



“Very clever but it isn’t going to work young lady.” Izayoi countered.

“Taisho wanted us to stay here, something is seriously wrong and I don’t want you to go and get yourself in trouble!”



Standing up, Rin wiped her hands on her pants and stared at Izayoi.



“I want to know what is going on and I intend to find out.”



Looking over at Kagome, who had previously silent in the argument she questioned.



“Don’t you want to know what’s going on Kagome? What if something’s wrong with Inuyasha?”



Looking up at Rin surprised Kagome slowly nodded her head. It was rather strange, all three youkai rushing out of the house presumably over the same thing. What if something was seriously wrong?



“Yes, I want to know what’s going on to.” Kagome stated, standing up next to Rin.



Both girls looked to Izayoi who was currently looking at the now ignored board game.



“Did either of you girls think to wonder, if something is seriously wrong, you were told to stay here so nothing happened to you.”



Looking up to both stubborn women Izayoi pleaded with them.



“I don’t want either of you getting hurt! That’s exactly what’s going to happen if you go out there looking for trouble!”



Kagome shook her head.



“Nothing will happen to us. We’ll be fine, just a look around and we’ll come back, nothing serious.”



“Exactly.” Rin added. “Besides, even if something does happen, I am a trained police officer with more than enough experience.”



Pulling out a gun that neither woman knew she had she added.



“And I’m armed.”



Izayoi stood at, looking at both girls she hugged them, pulling them both in for a surprise hug.



“Just be careful, both of you.”



* * * * * * *





“I thought we were going straight to the sight Inuyasha found the girl.”



Rin nodded. “We are, but first we need to pick up Kouga. He’d kill me if he found out I went by myself.”



Kagome looked at Rin strangely as she started up her red Miata and sped down the road towards the apartments Rin had instructed.



“Who’s Kouga? And, your not by yourself, I’m with you.”



Rin knocked lightly on the window as she watched the houses speed by.



“That’s true, but he’s a trained officer. My partner actually. Plus, if something strange does happen, he and I should be able to watch your back. Honestly, I kinda just invited you so I knew where I was going.” Rin admitted.



“I don’t mean to be rude or anything like that, its just that this is my first time to the U.S. and I really don’t know where I’m going. I certainly didn’t expect to be paired up with Sesshoumaru.”



Kagome shrugged, slightly offended by Rin’s admittance.



“Actually.” Kagome began.



“I am a trained officer. Well, sort of. I’m CSI, I clean up the remnants of crimes and deal with all the science. But I do have a concealed weapons permit, Inuyasha has been teaching me to shoot.”



Turning to look at Kagome Rin smiled. “Well I’m glad we’ve got someone who’ll be able to help. How long have you been doing this kinda work?”



Kagome smiled.



“Well, I went to college for it, that’s where I met Inuyasha. I’ve been doing it for the past couple years since I graduated. I enjoy it though,”



“It’s an interesting choice in work, why this? I mean, why deal with the whole science aspect of it? That’s not very fun. At least not to me, I’m horrible at science.”

Rin said with a laugh.



Kagome joined her, holding her hand over her mouth to keep from breaking into hysterics.



“I know it sounds kinda strange but I think it’s a lot of fun. Finding prints and stuff that nobody else can. I don’t care what anyone says, there’s always something left behind at a crime scene, you just have to know where to look for it.”



Rin sighed, loosing her smile.



“I really used to believe that, but now…..I’m not so sure anymore. It’s just this case, everything about it. It’s just so…. I dunno perfect.”



Kagome stole a glance at the woman sitting next to her; there were times like these that Rin looked so haunted. Sometimes she just seemed warn out and lonely, not at all like the Rin that had come inside and played games and joked with them.



“Why did you? Pick this profession I mean.” Kagome asked softly, turning into the parking lot of the apartments Rin had previously indicated.



Rin stiffened, her hand resting on the door handle of the car.



“Because I’m after someone. A friend of mine was raped and I…. Nobody was able to do anything about it back then. Even the police, they were just a bunch of useless…..”



Rin sighed.



“It doesn’t matter now, I’m the one who’s doing something about it.”



Opening the door to the car Rin looked over to Kagome.



“And every guy I arrest has his face.”



Slamming the door shut she signaled to Kagome to stay in the car and started on her trek upstairs to get her partner.



*Every guy has his face, but they’re all just substitutes.*



* * * * * * * * *



“It’s about time you guys got here I’ve been waiting for almost an hour.” Inuyasha growled out as he watched his father, his brother, and two others that he did not recognize approach.



Taisho looked at his son annoyed. “Yes well I told you I had to make a stop.”



Turning to the two other people with him Taisho introduced them.



“Mushin, Miroku, this is my youngest son Inuyasha, he’s the one that found the victim.”



As both sets of eyes landed on Inuyasha he could feel their spiritual power radiating off of the two men.



The younger one, Miroku, looked to be in his mid twenties. He had short black hair with a little pony tail at the back and dark purple eyes. He wore black and purple robes of a monk and carried a large staff with gold ornaments at the top. The other thing strange about his young man that caught Inuyasha’s eye was the unusual wrappings around the mans right hand. It was covered in a strange purple cloth with light blue prayer beads; Inuyasha wasn’t sure what to make of it.



The older monk, Mushin looked to be somewhere around seventy years old and from the smell of it slightly drunk. He wore the same style of old monks garb that Miroku wore, but there were in a beige and yellow instead of purple. His old wrinkled face was worn from years of binge drinking and sun damage, but what surprised Inuyasha was the look of intelligence in the old geezers’ eyes.



Both men looked highly intelligent and in their priestly garbs they seemed quite professional.



Mushin looked to Miroku, his eye’s hazed over slightly from the large consumptions of alcohol.



“You ready boy? This one’s all you.”



Miroku nodded to the older monk and followed the youkai into the autopsy room.



Sango looked up to see the three youkai and two monks filing into the cold autopsy room, grabbing hold of the tarp, she pulled it back.



“I hope you all are going to have more of an idea what happened to it than I do.” She stated blankly.



Sesshoumaru stepped forward to look at the body, after greeting Sango. He had worked with her on quite a few occasions and had relied on her expertise to tell him what his nose could not.



The first thing he noticed was the lack of scents on the woman. She didn’t have the natural scent of a human being, hell she didn’t even smell like death. What she smelled like was soil. Scanning his eyes quickly over the body he noticed the small marks and bruises, typical signs of abuse, but nothing on her body was damaged enough to cause her death, that was the mystery. How did she die?



Miroku stared down at the body, noting its amazing familiarity. He had seen that face before, those soft brown eyes looked so familiar. He could feel the black magic permeating off of the woman’s body. It was faint now, but he could still detect it, a very distinct kind of magic that he had only felt once before.



“Mushin!” he called.



The old monk appeared next to him, studying the body of the deceased woman.



“Very interesting, very interesting in deed.”



“Is this….. is it her?” Miroku asked the older monk worried.



“Is what her?” Taisho interrupted, stepping forward and fully prepared to assert his dominance if need be.



“What’s going through that head of yours Mushin?”



Sango stood back and watched as the group of men crowded around the body. None of them, besides Sesshoumaru had taken much notice to her since she pulled off the tarp that had covered the dead woman’s body from their eyes.



She couldn’t help but notice the young monk especially. While it was strange that he was wearing monk’s robes in this day and age, she couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was. It’s a shame monks were supposed to be celibate, she hadn’t had a date in quite some time and the younger monk was quite the looker.



Sango sighed.



Celibacy was finally starting to get to her. Was it really her fault though? The second most guys found out she worked with dead bodies all day it freaked them out and they took off after the first date. Of course, it probably didn’t help that she wasn’t the best conversationalist, but why would that be important? In her line of work the clients never talked back.



Sango stopped her internal thought process as she felt a hand wrap around her own.

Looking up, she noticed that it was the young monk that she had just been thinking about.



“Um…Can I help you?” She asked startled.



Miroku gave her a devious looking smile and lightly kissed her knuckles.



“Well you see, I was just wondering if you would do me the honor of bearing my child?”



Sango’s jaw dropped as she looked at Miroku in utter shock. Had he just asked her what she thought he did? No, she must have heard him incorrectly. He was a monk after all!



“Excuse me?!” Sango choked out, yanking her hand out of his grasp.



“Get over here boy!” Taisho yelled angrily at Miroku, his eyes flashing red.

“This is not the time for you to be philandering about! You’re a monk for god’s sake! Get your ass over here and do what you were brought here to do!”



Miroku bowed lowly to Inu Taisho and ignored the muffled cackling of his master.

“My deepest apologies Inu Taisho-sama, I meant no harm. I just can’t maintain myself in the presence of a beautiful woman.”



Sango felt a deep blush come to her face and she glared at him, secretly pleased with the compliment.



Inuyasha shot her an annoyed look and she stuck her tongue out at him. Who cared what the idiot thought anyway.



“It seems to me Inu Taisho-sama, that this is a very powerful spell. Not just any spell mind you, but a very ancient spell. The purpose of it is to; essentially, bring someone back from the dead.”



Taisho and Inuyasha stared at Miroku intently, absorbing everything he was saying. Sesshoumaru on the other hand was taking his time inspecting the body of the woman in front of him, looking for any identifiable marks that might be a clue as to who did this to her. Honestly, he wasn’t really sure why his father had dragged him along on this wild goose chase. What did this woman’s death have to do with him?



Looking over to Inuyasha he spoke. “You are the one who found her correct?”



Inuyasha nodded. “Yeah, I found her in an alley, but she wasn’t like this. She was-“



“Real?” Mushin interrupted.



Inuyasha nodded again.



“Did she say anything? Anything at all?” Miroku asked, not being able to get the nagging suspicion that he should be able to recognize her. She looked so familiar, like someone he had seen every day. It was like when someone takes something from your house and you know that something is missing but you can’t figure out what it is because you stare at it every day, so when looking at the scenery your mind just automatically places it there even though whatever “it” is is missing.



Inuyasha scratched his head.



“Well, she kept saying something about a jewel.”



Snapping his head over Inu Taisho’s eyes flashed red as he looked at his son. Closing in on him Taisho spoke.



“What about a jewel Inuyasha? What exactly did she say?”



Miroku felt his heart stop, they couldn’t have. While he was well aware of how evil that Onigumo and his son could be, hell, he had a curse on him to prove it, he did not think that they would have done something like this. Not to her.



“It’s, it’s Kikyo-sama” Miroku said in utter shock.



Inuyasha looked from his father to the two monks. Who the hell was this Kikyo? From the looks on his father’s face he knew it had to be something of dire importance.



“Kikyo was the ancient priestess chosen to protect the Shikon no Tama. She was to protect it at all costs, and in the end, she died protecting it. It was said that she burned the jewel with her body when she died, hoping to rid the world of its existence so that no others could be tempted to use the jewel for evil.”



“So, it would seem that she was brought back to life for information about the jewel.” Taisho muttered disgustedly.



Inuyasha looked at them in disbelief.



“Wait, you said she was a powerful priestess! When they brought her back couldn’t she have just destroyed them? If she’s as powerful as you said she was than-“



Miroku shook his head at Inuyasha, finally turning his gaze off of Kikyo.



“For a spell such as this, the body is not real. It is made of soil and clay. It would seem that they tried to bring Kikyo-sama back, but they could not do it successfully by themselves.”



“But what does that mean?” Taisho asked, looking at Miroku intently.



“Any time I have heard of something like this happening, once the fake body was made all that would need to happen would be to call the soul back into the body.”



Miroku nodded, his eyes trailing back to Kikyo’s body.

“Normally, that would be the case, but not if the person’s soul was already reborn in this life.”



All the examiners in the room jumped as Sesshoumaru spoke for the first time in the past ten minutes. It was almost like he wasn’t there.



He stood there, eyes locked on something on the back of the ancient priestess’s neck. The sight made him suddenly worry.



“What happens if the person’s body is already reborn in this time?”



Miroku looked over at him.



“Well, then they would need soul’s from the recently deceased to allow the body to live. But what I haven’t quite figured out is, like Inuyasha said, Kikyo-sama was very powerful, why didn’t she just destroy whoever did this to her?”



Sesshoumaru ran his thumb over the spider burn on the back of the ancient priestess’s neck.



“I think I know.” He said slowly.



All eyes turned to stare at Sesshoumaru as he turned and locked eyes with the older monk, Mushin.



“Tell me, how many souls does it need to sustain the body of one of these things?”



Mushin scratched his chin, pondering for a moment.



“At full capacity, to have them the same way they were when they were alive would probably take about eight fresh souls every month.”



Sesshoumaru stared at Mushin, eyes locked and serious.



Mushin shivered at the intensity of Sesshoumaru’s amber eyes staring into his. It was almost terrifying.



“Now how many would it take to keep them just barely alive? A weakened capacity, one where they couldn’t fight and were forced into submission by their own body?”



Mushin pondered this. It was a tough question; it would really be difficult to tell without trial and error.



“Perhaps two souls every two months, maybe even just one. It would be very difficult to do, nearly impossible actually. It would have to be exact, exactly two months or exactly one month, to the day otherwise she would die.”

Sesshoumaru released his grip on the ancient miko and felt the wheels in his head start to turn. This woman, she had the same exact marking on her that each of the little girls had, in a different location yes, but the same exact burn marking of the spider. It was unmistakable.



Needing to be able to sustain the body would only need one soul every two months, but it had to be exact-to the day. Each of the little girls bodies they found had been in increments of every two months, every two months to the day.



Snapping his head to his brother Sesshoumaru growled, beginning to panic.



“Did she say anything else Inuyasha? Anything at all that you can remember?!”



Inuyasha began to pull at his hair, worry surrounding him. What was going on? What was happening that was terrifying his father so much, and now Sesshoumaru, he was beginning to look worried. Sesshoumaru didn’t worry.



“Well, she kept talking about girls, little girls. She said he needed them to keep her, but it wasn’t her he wanted, he wanted the other her, or something like that.”



Sesshoumaru remained silent for a moment.



“If my hunch is right, whoever killed her is responsible for the rape and murder of all those kids. All the kids in the case Rin and I are working on.”



“Why do you say that Sesshoumaru? What make’s you think they’re tied together?” Taisho asked, looking at his son very concerned.



“The mark on the back of this woman’s neck, it’s the same as the mark on all of the little girls that have been turning up. Little girls that just so happen to be turning up two months apart to the day.”



“So if we can find out who brought this woman back to life we know who’s responsible for the deaths of all those children. But I’m guessing since she is dead there won’t be any more bodies left to be discovered.” Inuyasha stated quietly.



“So who has the power to do something like this?”



Mushin looked over to Inu Taisho, both men knowing who the culprit was. It was the same man that Taisho and Mushin had been hunting for.



“It’s Onigumo.” Mushin stated bluntly.



Miroku looked over to his master, shaking his head back and forth.



“No. It’s not.”

Taisho’s head jerked over to Miroku and he let out a growl.



“Boy, we have been hunting Onigumo for a very long time, the spider is his mark and he is the one that has been searching for the jewel.”



Miroku stared back at the Inu Youkai and sighed.



“While that may be, the magic coming from her is not from him. It is from a youkai that goes by the name Naraku.”



“And how can you be so sure!” Taisho snapped, eyes flashing red.



“I know.” Miroku said slowly. “Because on one of my many encounters with him he left a mark of his own on me.”



Clenching his fist Miroku looked down at the prayer beads wrapped around his right hand, securing the curse within it.



“I know his power because I have felt it. Naraku is responsible for this. The residue of magic left behind is unmistakable.”



Sesshoumaru could feel a strange weight coming down upon his shoulders and an underlying feeling of panic. Something was wrong, he knew it.



*Rin*



Yanking out his cell phone he dialed his parents’ house.



“Sesshoumaru what the hell are you doing?! I don’t think now is the appropriate time for that! Who are you calling?” Inuyasha snapped.



Sesshoumaru ignored him. *Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.*



“Takahashi Residence.” Said a chipper voice on the phone.



“Mother, where is Rin? I need to speak with her.”



The other two Takahashi male’s looked back and forth at one another, suddenly getting what was going through Sesshoumaru’s mind. Rin had always been curious, even as a child. She never was one to listen to reason when she thought something was up, the last think they needed was for her to go wandering around where the ancient priestess’s body was found.



“Actually, she’s not here. She left about an hour ago now, I told her not to leave but she insisted she could handle herself and-“



“What do you mean she left?! How the hell did she leave?!”



Sesshoumaru felt his blood run cold at the next words out of his mother’s mouth.



“She left with Kagome.”



Sesshoumaru turned and looked at his brother and knew there was going to be trouble.

Sesshoumaru hung up the phone, not bothering to listen to what else was spewing out of his mother’s mouth. He knew she meant well, but by allowing Rin and Kagome to leave, especially with Rin’s prior reputation as a hot head he knew nothing good would come of it, especially with where they were heading.



“Inuyasha we’ve got to go and we’ve got to go now!” Sesshoumaru shouted, heading out of the autopsy room.



Inuyasha chased after his brother, leaving the rest of the small group back in the autopsy room.



“What the hell is wrong Sesshoumaru? What’s freaking you out so much?”



Sesshoumaru turned to look at his brother, his face completely serious and stoic, though on the inside he could feel the panic rising, the terror in his chest trying to overwhelm him.



“Rin and Kagome took off. I think they went to investigate on their own.”



Inuyasha locked eyes with his brother in shock.



“Don’t tell me they…”



Sesshoumaru nodded. “I think they went to take a look around where the priestess’s body was found, and I think it’s more than likely they might run into the person responsible. With the condition you found her in and how quickly she died she couldn’t have gotten very far from where she was being kept. I have a feeling those two girls are going to get into more than they can handle.”



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Authors Note:



Hey guys, enjoy the new chapter! You won’t have another one until after new years. I am finally getting to go home to visit my family so I am not going to write while I’m down there. I am actually going to leave in a little bit, I just wanted to leave you guys with a little new years something!



Happy Holidays and thanks to all the people who have stuck by me and reviewed! It means a lot! Thanks to mteagle 128 for my typo. LoL, I don’t have anybody checking up on me before I update ^_^;; So every once in a while one gets through!



Much love!

Elspiegelo