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Finding
Kagome

Chapter
Thirty Three

InuYasha
stood frozen, his eyes locked with the detective's. Kagome was in
his arms, and as she was tracing the lines of his face, his
brother's words kept repeating in his head.

Don't move too fast, or you will frighten her. . .

She's
not the same girl, now. . .

As far
as the world at large is concerned, InuYasha died 500 years ago. . .

You
may know who they are. . . but do they??

“I really don't
appreciate being called Bozo,” grumbled Michael as he fought
with the keys to Selene's door. It had taken him a minute to realize
that of course Inudono couldn't take her past the ward. And
while he was turning the second of the locks it hit him that the guy
had somehow known that he was the one who had set it to
begin with. Now, how the hell did he know that?

“I asked you a
question. . . Caleb.” Selene could feel his eyes on her as she
ventured a quick appraisal of the expression of complete
contentedness that was on Kagome's face. A drastic change from only
twenty minutes before. She couldn't shake the feeling that she knew
this man. The sound of his voice shouting at Hojo had jolted her
clear down to the soles of her shoes with its familiarity.

“My name. . . ”
the hanyou had come to his decision. The last thing he wanted to do
was scare these people, especially Kagome, “. . .is Caleb
Inudono. My I.D. . . . it's in my breast pocket.” He nodded
down, unable to reach for it while still holding Kagome.

“Which. . .
side?” Kagome asked, gently pulling open his jacket and placing
her right palm just over his heart.

“Right,”
he whispered, suddenly breathless from the touch. “Kami.
. .”

Kagome reached in and
fumbled slightly with the wallet before bringing it out, and at his
nod she handed it to Selene. She then returned her hand to its
initial position on his chest, as Michael pushed open the door
leading the way in.

“You know, I can
stand on my own, Caleb,” She grinned. “You don't have to
carry me around.”

“What if I want
to?” he raised his brows at her, and she cocked a brow and
blinked in response.

He set her down
reluctantly.

Selene pulled out the
I.D. and examined it closely, motioning for Caleb and Kagome to go
in first. She knew a few forgery tricks, but she found no evidence of
any on the small document.

After listening to her
mutter to herself about it as they walked into the living room, the
last straw was a comment about his eye color. She insisted they
weren't light brown.

“Yeah. . . so?”
the hanyou snarled. “The fuckin' picture is ME!” He
tried to grab the document back, but she dodged him with a
mischievous grin.

“Honey. . .”
Kagome reached up to touch his brow. “His eyes are like golden
honey. . .”

“I would have
said amber,” Selene then saw the address, and started laughing,
as she plopped into her favorite chair. “You live on Demon's
Byway, Point Diablo?? Now that's just. . . too much!”

“My brother
built the place. . . I'm just stayin' there with him.” His
phone vibrated against his chest. “Speak of the damn Devil. .
.” he sat down on the floor with his back to the wall, then
pulled Kagome down into his lap, “He just gave me this thing
this morning and he's called me about twenty times already. . .”
he sighed and slapped at the unit in his pocket, causing the girl to
jump, “What the hell is it now, Jackass?”

Michael cringed at the
greeting, knowing it must be Seth Inudono calling, then looked around
for a cell phone and couldn't find one. He watched Kagome wrap her
arms around Caleb's neck, and his eyes narrowed. Taking his usual
seat on the arm of Selene's chair, he looked over her shoulder at
the I.D. she still held. It looked like a gang leader's mugshot, in
his opinion, the facial expression obstinate with what appeared to be
a scarf on his head. He was not impressed.

“She just got
home. . . DAMN!! I can hear her goin' on behind you, is this your
call or hers?? . . . Tell the witch YES, I am behavin'. . . Her
precious Mike is right here, OK?”

The one side of the
conversation intrigued Selene, and Michael's eyes widened at the
mention of his name. Only people from the University called him
'Mike', which meant that Windham was probably on the other side of
that phone call.

“Sess, um. . .
damn, they all stink like that mangy bastard. . .” three pairs
of eyes were on Caleb at this point, and he scowled. “Oi!
Jackass! Gimme time, huh? They just got here, I don't know anything
yet. . . yeah right. . . FINE!!” and he reached into his
pocket.

“Here we go with
the stink stuff again,” Michael groaned.

“You said the
same thing at my apartment, Mikey. . .” Kagome reminded him,
“you said it stank of youki. . .”

“Yeah ok, right
after you threatened to go hunt them down, and purify them. . .”
He countered,

“You scared the
living hell out of me, I was afraid you were going to take off on
your own. . . OK, I have to know, who's precious Mike am I??”

“Kate's up at
the compound, guess he thought he was gonna have to hunt me down
again,” Caleb sighed.

“Don't tell me
you just called Kate Windham a . . . witch. . .”
Michael was amused and aghast, all at once.

“Like you've
never at least thought it. . . Don't tell me you haven't.”
Caleb fixed him with a knowing look. Michael cocked his head and
shrugged with a half smirk. The woman could be intimidating, that was
a certainty.

“Let me see that
thing. . .” Kagome reached into his pocket, and pulled out the
unit.“What stink are you complaining about Caleb?” she
asked, pushing a button which caused him to cringe and grab the
thing away from her. He quickly placed it back in his pocket. “I
don't smell anything. . .”

“Kouga is all
over you, Koi. . . I really wish you would go wash. . .” he
wrinkled his nose, then touched her cheek causing her to look into
his eyes, which had become dangerously intense. “But first,
tell me why that asshole was touching you. I wanna be real fuckin'
clear about that when I kill him.”

Kagome got a vacant
look that morphed into a grimace, then pushed herself off of his lap
and stumbled off toward the bath, a worried Selene at her heels.

“Oi!! Wench!! I
asked you a question!” the hanyou rose to follow them, but
Michael jumped up putting an arm out to stop him.

“Maybe you
should just go, Inudono. . . she's had a really bad day and it's just
not a good time for this,” Michael motioned toward the door

“Who made it a
bad day for her?” knuckles cracked and Michael winced. The
expression on Caleb's face brought concerns about keeping his arm
attached, and he pulled it back to his side. He heard the shower
running and Selene returned to find what appeared to be a stand off
between the men.

“You better
think twice, Inudono. . . The monk isn't your enemy,” she
squared her stance.

“I fuckin' know
that!!” he spat, annoyed at being told something he saw as
obvious. “I just wish SOMEONE would give me a straight answer!!
Why the hell were you guys anywhere NEAR Kouga?? He's dangerous
DAMNIT!!”

There was brief,
silent exchange between Michael and Selene, and she assumed a more
casual posture..

“He's with my
cousin. . . he's her mate,” she began, “We didn't know
for sure. . . what he was, until we got there and then Kagome seemed
to remember him. It was after they talked that she got so upset.”

“He carried her.
. . she was upset and she
fainted. . . Kouga carried her,” Michael reported.

“Mate? a. . .
human?? That makes no sense. . .” he glanced back and forth
between the two of them with an air of confusion. “What the
hell do you mean, Kagome remembered
him??”

Michael shot Selene a
warning look, and a quick shake of his head. He wasn't sure he
trusted this newcomer.

There were too many
connections for him to be comfortable with, like the fact that he was
waiting for them when they got home. His connection to Kate
Windham seemed a little too convenient, or that he knew, and quite
apparently despised Kouga..

Then there was the
possessive way he acted around Kagome, and that she seemed to not
only allow it but welcome it, after pushing Hojo away like she had.
How the hell did he know I set those wards?? And why the hell
doesn't he take that damn hat off??

“Let's
sit down. . .” Selene could see the turmoil Michael was going
through and motioned Caleb to the couch. “Before I answer your
questions, I have one or two of my own.”

Michael
watched in fascination as Caleb took a cross legged seat right where
he stood, his back straight with folded arms, his face grim. He
looked like he was playing Indian Chief, with those braids and that
leather hat. The counselor folded his arms and leaned against the
wall, settling in for what he assumed would be an interrogation.

“Is
this 'official'?” Caleb asked peering up at her.

“Does
it need to be?” She easily dropped to sit directly in front of
him, giving him a knowing look. “I know where you were last
Wednesday night, I just want to know why you were there.”

InuYasha
thought about the question, his eyes locked on the detective. Only
the truth would suffice, but he had to use caution on how much of it
to give her.

“Kagome
was sick. . . I had to see if she was ok,” he stated simply.
“But she wasn't home,” his eyes darted toward the
hallway.

“Sick?”
Michael asked. “She wasn't sick. . .”

“YOU
said she was,” he turned a
glare on Michael. “That day on the road when you guys almost
hit us??”

“That
black limo. . . that was you??” Michael leaned forward. “She
wasn't feeling well, but she was fine after. . .” he stopped
short of revealing the appearance of the Jewel, “after she got
some rest.”

Selene
nodded watching Michael, it made a strange kind of sense. They found
the apartment already destroyed while trying to check on Kagome.

“But
that happened on Saturday,” she turned back to Caleb. “Why
did you wait until Wednesday to go check on her? Why didn't you try
before that?”

“I
was. . . sick,” he looked down, fleeting portions of his dream
nagging for his attention. The wolves had Kagome. . . his
voice low, “The jackass didn't want to go. . . But I had to
know that she was ok, then we found her place like that. . . and it
stunk of wolf. . .” he lifted his eyes to her, his expression
open and concerned, “I could never hurt her, Sally.”

“I
believe you, Caleb,” and she did, though she would be hard
pressed to logically defend her reasoning. “But what the hell
was that smell?? You keep talking about stink. . . When I got back
to the apartment with forensics we damn near choked to death, what
did you do?”

“Oh.
. .” he blushed, then looked at the floor. “The jackass
melted the back window lock so we could get out. . . he said we'd
be in serious trouble for just bein' there.” He looked up at
her hoping he hadn't opened yet another can of worms for his brother.

“Well,
it certainly was. . . melted. . . but how?” Selene had seen
the forensics report, and the substance used had been unidentifiable.

“His
claws,” he blinked at her. “He's poisonous.”

He
watched their expressions morph from disbelief to shock, then Selene
began to nod with understanding. Of course forensics wouldn't easily
be able to analyze demon excretions.
Her mind began to wander to other strange reports she had read over
the last week. Could it be that this recent crime wave was directly
related to demon activity
in the city? That could explain some of it perhaps, she would have to
go over those reports again with a new eye.

“Look,
it's my job to protect Kagome.
That's why I'm here. . . to keep her safe.” Caleb rose
gracefully, his arms still crossed. “That can happen either
with. . . or without your help.” He nodded toward the bath,
where the water had stopped and a blow dryer whined. “She's all
that matters. Those bastards have her targeted for some reason, and
I fuckin' wanna know why.”

“It
will be better to discuss all of this on a full stomach, I am
thinking,” suggested Michael evasively. “I'm starving. .
. What's for dinner, my dear? I mean since we didn't eat at
Miranda's. . .”

“Dinner?”
Selene blanched. “Not sure what we have in there, um. . . come
help me forage, monk,” and she rose taking Michael's hand,
leading him to the other room and closing the door behind them.

InuYasha
took a guard position in the hallway just opposite the bathroom door,
waiting for Kagome to emerge. He didn't like having her out of his
sight, not after the way she looked when she had come home. He heard
wisps of the conversation that ensued in the kitchen, enough to feel
guilty for eaves dropping. Earning the trust of the monk was going
to be a challenge, after facing off with his friend. He could hear
Kagome too, a sniffle as things were moved around behind the closed
door. He hoped he hadn't made her cry. . .

~o0o~

“Tell me what
you're thinking, I see your wheels turning. . .” Selene prodded
in a whisper.

“I don't know,
Sally. . . Hojo changed. . . he's not the guy I thought he was. I
don't know if it was Kouga influencing him. . . or what,”
Michael stood with his arms folded, speaking low. “He's
dangerous, and I don't want her around him anymore. But this guy. .
.” he nodded toward the closed door, “I sense danger
around him too, he's unpredictable. . . have you seen how quickly he
jumps from angry to warm and affectionate?? He's gotta be Bi-polar or
something. . .”

“It's Kagome,
she has an effect on him. . .” Selene pondered this. “But
he's got just as strong an influence on her, I see it. He says he
wants to protect her, then I'm going to let him. I'm not asking him
to leave.”

“You can't be
seriously considering letting that. . . person stay in this
house!!” Michael hissed.

“Keep your voice
down, Monk,” Selene whispered, as she opened the refrigerator
hoping to all that was holy she would find something nutritious in
there.

“You know what
he is!! What his brother is!! We've jumped out of the frying pan into
the damn bonfire!” his voice was slightly lower, but his
agitation prevented an honest whisper.

“Will you
stop??” she slammed the door with a low curse. “He can
hear everything you are saying!”

At this Michael
snapped his mouth shut, eyes darting toward the door. Selene sighed,
then put her hands on his shoulders. She gave him a small smile,
eyes full of earnest commitment to her stand on the matter.

“Did you by any
chance notice how she was clinging to him? She didn't want Hojo to
even touch her, but she trusts Caleb. We need to honor that. He
isn't her enemy. . . he isn't our enemy. . .” she
whispered, “didn't you see the expression on her face
when she first looked at him? ”

“Uh. . .”
he thought about it, “I was too busy worrying about Hojo
ripping his head off.”

“Like that could
happen,” she smirked. “Hojo doesn't strike me as being
the scrapper type. . . well at least not until tonight.” Her
lips thinned. True enough, Hojo has changed. . . and not for the
better.

She moved to the
cupboards in her search for something that might resemble dinner.
Kagome had wanted to go grocery shopping, but there had been no time.
Selene frowned at the coffee and ramen which were all that graced her
cupboard shelves, along with a half eaten box of wheat crackers.

“So. . . it's
your turn. . . What aren't you telling me, Selene?” Michael
hovered beside her. “Why do I feel like you are keeping
something from me? She said Kouga didn't hurt her, but why was it
that she was crying. . .”

“He told her
things. . . it's not my place to talk about it,” she shook her
head. “She should be the one to tell you the details.. . Oh,
hell,” she turned to him, “You said it yourself. . . you
told me that the hanyou is dead.”
Her face became grim. “Kouga just. . . confirmed it. .
. and it sucker punched her.”

Michael's eyes turned
toward the doorway. “She never told me what it was she
remembered. I thought it was strange the way she just dismissed it.
. . like forgetting to turn the lights off before a trip or
something. . . So Kagome recognized Kouga, from. . . before??”

“Seems that way.
And he knew the hanyou. . .” Selene shrugged. “Anyway, I
think that Caleb is good for her, she's perked up a lot in the
little while he's been with her. You didn't see her, Mikey. . . the
torment in her eyes. If having him close makes her feel better, then
he's staying. And to be honest, I think there is more about Caleb
Inudono that we have yet to learn, something special.”

“He called me a
Bozo. . .” Michael frowned. “That wasn't particularly
special.”

“Do you trust
me?” she demanded pointedly, folding her arms.

“Of course I
trust you. . .” he glanced at the doorway again, “It's
HIM I don't trust. . . not here, indefinitely. . . with you two
alone.”

Selene stared at her
intended, genuine concern etched all over his features. For a brief
moment she wondered why it was they kept putting off getting married.
Could it be that Kagome's happiness had something to do with it?
Michael was so very attached to her, Selene felt that sometimes she
had to remind him that she was there too. Maybe now was a good time
to do that. . .

“Alright, then
you stay, too. . .” she wrapped her arms around his waist, eyes
lowered to his mouth, “problem solved,” and she nibbled
at his lower lip, his surprise at her suggestion melting into a deep
kiss. Breaking away, she hummed in his ear, “ If you're afraid
he's after the Jewel, ward the door so he can't leave,” she
leaned back and patted his chest, “that way you'll be able to
sleep. . . He just wants to be near Kagome, and something tells me
that she needs him right now. . .”

“Sleep?”
after a kiss like that, sleeping was the last thing on his mind.

~o0o~

Kagome opened the door
and for the second time in one day was greeted by warm smiling eyes
and arms around her. This time the eyes were honey gold, and she
welcomed the embrace, resting her head against his chest.

It was as if the
simple act of touching him was an energy supply for her, and she drew
on it deeply as she listened to the beat of his heart. No words were
necessary, it was all in the feeling of being in his arms.

Kouga's words had hurt
her so very deeply, she hadn't thought she could go on, she had
wanted to just give up. When Caleb pulled her from Hojo's grip,
everything had felt. . . right with the world. She felt a sense of
complete safety in his arms, and she wasn't going to question why.

It had been the
mention of Kouga specifically that had upset her, and though
surprised that Caleb knew him, it was fine with her that there was no
love lost between them. Though she wasn't so sure how serious he had
been when he said he would kill him. Miranda needs him now. . .
even if he is a selfish bastard, he's still the father of her baby.

She
lifted her head off of his chest and smiled at him.

“Better?”
she whispered into his ear. Or so she thought.

“Much
better. . .” he pressed his nose into her hair, still warm from
the dryer, then kissed her head. Crooking a finger under her chin, he
brought her eyes to meet his before he touched his lips to hers in a
warm but chaste kiss.

Kagome
felt her knees give, his lips were like. . . rose petals. She ran a
hand through the shorter, loose hair that framed his face, as he
touched his nose to hers.

Eyes
sparkling, he willed for her to remember him. . . anything would do,
anything at all would be a start. If she could remember that bastard
Kouga, then surely she would remember her mate. . .

Kagome's
fingers combed through his hair, then as she ran her fingertips along
the side of his head she gasped. Both hands began running along the
sides of his head.

“What
is it, Koi?” He cupped her face in his hands.

“Caleb.
. . I uh. . . where's. . .” before he could react, her hand
suddenly whipped up and flipped his hat off. It hit the floor with a
muffled plop, and Kagome's mouth began working but nothing was coming
out, before she tentatively reached up to the top of his head and
brushed her fingers over the tips of his ears.

They
twitched reflexively, and he let out a breath of relief as her eyes
sparkled at the reaction her fingers were causing. Then she began
slowly, gently working the very base of each one, drawing a low moan
from him, and it became purely instinctive on both parts as he leaned
in for the massage that only his Kagome
knew how to give.

“Is.
. . is it really. . . you?” her voice was shaking, her eyes
brimmed. “Inu. . . InuYasha?”

“You
remember me. . . Oh Kami!!” He whispered, and they both began
to cry, kissing each other's faces a hundred times, stopping to gaze
briefly into each other's eyes, followed by more hungry kisses.

“I
KNEW IT!!” Came a
triumphant exclamation from Selene, her face beaming as she stood in
the now opened doorway to the kitchen.

“Knew
what?” inquired Michael as he came up behind her, chewing on a
stale cracker. On evaluation of the scene taking place in the
hallway, his jaw dropped. “Holy Hell. . . there's a Dog-boy in
the hallway. . . and he's kissing Kagome. . .”

“That's
not just any Dog-boy. . .” and she smacked him on the back of
the head for leering.

“Do
you guys mind??” InuYasha growled, as he shut the door in their
faces with a kick. “They haven't changed much, have they?”

~ooO0Ooo~
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