Title: Possibilities

Summary: Arthur is diagnosticated with a terminal disease, but he only cares about her. He only has two years and one plan: see her happy.
With the help of the only two men he thinks can help him, the Forger Eames and the Extractor Dom Cobb, and without thinking about it for a second, Arthur is determinated to not leave this world until he sees her happy.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INCEPTION.

AN: Hello again! I got inspired by 50/50 movie trailer, with JGL. I really love it!
I don't know yet how this story is going to end, and for that reason I need your opinions, suggestions, everything. So please if you read it, review! It will help me a lot, because this is unbetad, so any mistake is mine. And English isn't my mother tongue.

Hope you like it!


I promised her we'll be together. But If someone had warned me, I think I had never do such a promise. She didn't deserve this. No one deserve this.

She comes to the hospital every day despite I told her to do the opposite. Everytime she comes, I feel like my tired and medicated heart beat faster than usual and that is normal, when I'm in love with her.

"I'm sorry Mr. Woods, but you only have a few years, two I'll say. But maybe with some treatments your possibilities can rise to a year more"

I was speechless. I was the most healthy person I had ever know. I didn't smoke, I didn't drink, I didn't use any drug ever, well... just drugs to sleep yes. I had always cared of what I ate, so why me? If there was a God or something... I mean, I think he gave the wrong disease to the wrong person. But If I had learned something from my short time here, in this world, everything happens for something. Maybe because she wasn't destined to be with me, or maybe because it was my time to leave this world.


"I'm so sorry Arthur. Oh my God, you're not joking, don't you? Because if this is a joke I swear-"

"Is not a joke Dom. I have two years, but the doctor said that maybe three, if I take some treatments"

I was calm outside, but inside me I felt like hell. Is not easy to know that you're going to die, in reality at least. In dreams you know you're gonna wake up, go home and sleep beside the best woman in the world. I decided to tell Dom first. I wasn't strong enough to tell her, not yet.

"Did you tell Ari?"

"No, I have some plans to do"

He frowned, and looked at me. Shit. Since I was diagnosticated, everyone saw me like that, with pain. My doctors, my therapist, even Dom now. And I knew what he was thinking.

"Plans? Arthur, how are you feeling?"

I smiled before answer him. I wasn't going to lie, not to him. He was like the big brother I had never had. He introduced me to the best work in the world, and to the best woman and architect of my life.

"Like hell. I feel like if this is a bad dream, I want to wake up. But my totem showed me the opposite, so I know I have to deal with this. By the time, I don't want to tell her, not now. I need you to keep this. My plans now are making sure that when I leave this world, she's safe"

He took my hand, and nodded. I leave him and went to my apartment. Not sure of what to do.

"Hey Art, how was your visit to the doctor?"

She kissed me, and I sat beside her on the couch. She was reading some architecure books looking for some comlicated desings for a job we were working with.

"Good. How was your day?"

She sighed before say a word, and I knew what was going to be her answer.

"I woke up early, because Eames wanted me to show him my designs for his level. I went to the warehouse, and he wasn't there. I waited for him like and hour and half, and I decided to call him, and guess what?"

"He forget about your meeting"

She nodded and smiled.

"'Oh darling I'm so sorry'"

"You sound just like him"

She giggled and kissed me when an idea came up to my mind.


"You what? Arthie you're not being serious, love. This is a bad joke"

I smiled at him. It was the only thing I could do, smile. Because no matter how much I thought about that, I wasn't going to change anything about my condition.

"No, I'm not. I have cancer, Eames"

He started to cry, and he hugged me for a long time. It was the first time I saw him like that. I understood how much he cared about me, despite the fact he always pissed me off.

"Thanks"

I dryed his tears, and he shaked his head. How funny was that? I had have to be sick to now how much they cared about me, how much they loved me.

"How is she?"

"I didn't tell her. You and Dom know. Keep it, please"

"Why don't you tell her? I mean they- how much-?"

"The doctor said that two, maybe three years"

"How are you feeling? Do you want some water?"

I sighed before I could answer him. I was tired of that question. I was fine. Everything except one thing was right with me. And the only thing on my head was her. I had two years to be sure she was going to be safe. With someone that could made her happy.

"I'm ok. Listen, I didn't come here to say I have cancer. I have two years, and a lot of things to do. And I need you"

He nodded and looked at me like Dom did, with pain. Hell, I knew I had to get used to that kind of look.

"Before I leave, I need to know... I need to know that she'll be safe. Will you help me?"


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