Epilogue

"Sesshomaru! I'm going to resurrect that witch, get her to teach me how to curse you, kill her and then put you back into that wolf's body for another five hundred years!" Kagome huffed as she paced around the room of Tokyo hospital. Her body ached from contractions and she rubbed her swollen belly in an effort to find some relief.

"You would not. You would come to miss me too much," Sesshomaru's smug expression made her growl.

Sesshomaru hated seeing Kagome in such pain but she bore it so well. He was proud of her. Though he doubted telling her that would be wise, not at this very moment anyway. Maybe later when they held their first born in their arms. A hanyou. Just like Inuyasha. Five hundred years ago Sesshomaru would have despised the thought of hanyou offspring. And now… now he would have any children Kagome deemed to gift him.

Kagome breathed through her pain. She wanted this to be over, not just because it hurt but because it would put an end to all her worries. She worried her entire pregnancy even though Rin and Kikyo could assure her that hanyou children did just fine in the womb. Sango helped too, now that her baby was six months old, she had plenty of calming advice to give. But her child was completely human and Kagome's was not.

"You wish. You wish I would miss you that much." Kagome wasn't even sure she was making sense anymore. "I feel like I need to push. Am I suppose to feel that way?"

"I will get a nurse," Sesshomaru said. He kissed the top of her head when Kagome paced by him and then he left the room.

When he returned with a nurse, she checked Kagome. "It's time."

Kagome didn't want to sit down but the nurse ushered her on to the bed. Sesshomaru slipped his fingers in between hers.

The next half an hour was an odd mix of pain and the feeling of scratching an inch that had been bothering her for hours. And then it was over. Silence rang in Kagome's ear for far too long until she heard the sound of crying.

Kagome was crying too and then her baby was placed in her arms. She looked down at the tiny, naked half-breed.

A girl. She was beautiful. She looked like a human child, no dog ears like Inuyasha, just yellow eyes like her father.

Kagome tore her eyes away from her daughter to look at Sesshomaru. The look on his face almost made her laugh. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open.

Sesshomaru stared at the infant in Kagome's arms.

His daughter.

It was in that moment that Sesshomaru realized there was something he had always been lacking. That calm, tall radiance of leadership that his father had and that, with jealously, Sesshomaru had watched Inuyasha grow into… it was something Sesshomaru had never been able to obtain, never understand. Where did it come from? How could he obtain it and how had Inuyasha mastered it before him? But he understood it now and understood how foolish he had been for thinking that feeling was something that could be learned.

It came from laying eyes on his first born.

"She's beautiful," Sesshomaru said. He glanced up at his wife. Kagome smiled. Her hair was matted to her forehead and she looked so tired and yet so happy.

"She is. And she's ours."

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