This story was not only written by me, flyinmonkey777, but featuring Grace Tempest. Please read and review and the next chapter should be up in a couple hours. Warning: very sad. Please listen to the Death Cab for Cutie Song "I Will Follow You into the Dark." Thank you.
Ariadne sat in the waiting room of the hospital waiting for her test results. She sat there hand in hand with Arthur who just stood there, knowing what the next 20 minutes would entail. He knew she was sick. She had been vomiting, having horrible headaches, and was constantly tired but when the tremors started he knew something was wrong. When she had seizure, he knew she was sick. He rushed her to the emergency room in Paris where they now sat. She turned and placed her head into his chest. "I'll be ok." She said trying to convince him more than herself.
"Ariane, le médecin va vous recevoir maintenant" They followed the nurse back into the small examining room. Within thirty seconds the doctor was there with the results. The American doctor had an emotionless expression adorning his face as he asked them to have a seat. He slowly opened the chart as if looking for words that wouldn't come out. Arthur squeezed her hand as she tried to stay strong. "Ariadne, you have a rare type of neurological cancer. It's treatable if caught early on." "How far along is she?" Arthur asked concerned. The doctor hesitated for a moment before replying "We'll do everything we can but she's already in stage three."
"C-Can we have a minute?" Ariadne managed to squeak out. "Of course," the doctor said stepping out of the room.
She simply buried her head into his chest. When she finally resurfaced she said "I'm more worried about you than me. Like when I'm gone who is gonna stop you from killing Eames." "Whose gonna stop me from killing myself. I know what caused this. Cancer is caused by abnormal and uncontrolled cell division, right? Well, it's very rare but sometimes shared dreaming can cause a cancerous tumor. Because of the levels of dreaming are so strenuous on your brain and as the architect you are constantly creating, it's screwing up your brain waves therefore screwing up your cells. There have only been three reported cases known to extraction teams." He paused and began to tremble and gripped the top of her arms tightly. "Why the fuck would this happen. Why you? It should have been me. I'm older. I've been doing it longer. I knew we shouldn't have had a newbie doing this. I knew after the inception you should hav" She then softly placed her lips on his, shutting him up.