A/N: I've had several ideas overtaking my conscious on what I could do with Arthur and Ariadne. This is just one of the many that have become a story. It's starting off focused on Ariadne, but will bring in Arthur soon enough. Please let me know if you'd like me to continue, because without the reviews, I won't know if you like it. I have watched Inception twice, and therefore am trying to get as close to the proper characterization as I am able. Let me know how I've done.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inception or any of its characters. If I did, we'd be more focused on the Arthur/Ariadne scenes!
Ariadne lay restless in her small, empty bedroom in her flat. She had returned home to Paris only hours ago, and the time change from America back to Paris had thrown her off. Her thoughts consumed her, and her own line between dreaming and reality had become unclear, blurred by the Fischer case.
The Fischer case, a mission so difficult, it had altered Ariadne's life in many ways. She had been through 3 levels of dreaming, and even went to limbo and back. On her first mission, she had suffered more pain, sorrow, loss, and even some happiness than most people would. But it had torn at her in more ways than one. It all started with Cobb.
Cobb had found Ariadne at her college in Paris. Little did Ariadne know that her Professor, Miles, was actually Cobb's father, and that he had pushed Cobb into choosing her for the job. She drew mazes, starting out simple, but gaining more knowledge of what Cobb had wanted. And she gave it to him, earning her spot as the Fischer case architect. She also became Cobb's therapist, learning what Cobb was keeping hidden from other members on his team. She learned that Cobb was distracted by his wife, who lost her grip on reality and committed suicide. This left Cobb as a single father, running from the government, trying to prove that he hadn't killed his wife. Ariadne believed him, not questioning what happened, but listening, accepting, and helping Cobb in any way she could.
Next, there was Eames, the famous Forger. He had the charming personality of the group, always keeping Ariadne on her toes. He made her feel good even when times became rough and all other hope seemed lost. Eames goofed off when other members tried to remain serious, and had grown on Ariadne very much. She considered him a close, personal friend, almost like family. She couldn't do without him, his personality, or the jokes he brought along to the job.
Yusuf, Cobb's chosen chemist, also became close to Ariadne, taking on a brother like figure. He was kind and had shown mercy on Ariadne from the time she had shown up through the entire case, and even after, making sure she got back to Paris safely. Yusuf gained trust with Ariadne, and that wasn't an easy thing to do.
Then there came the point man. A tall, slim figured man who wore clean-cut three piece suits constantly. His hair was always slicked back, and he was always clean shaven and smelled of men's cologne. He went by the name of Arthur. Though Ariadne hadn't become intentionally close to this man, there was something about him that drew her in. He had a distinct personality, hidden, but shown when the time was right. He kept to himself, but got the job done when needed. He did what had to be done, and never gave up on anything. A man like this was needed in Ariadne's life, and when they worked even closer, mapping out the levels for the Fischer case, Ariadne had found she was falling for this point man. Though he spoke little, his eyes said plenty. And then it happened. 'Quick, give me a kiss!' she had heard his voice ring out in the lobby of the hotel they were stationed at for Robert. Before she could respond to what he had said, his lips made contact with hers. There was a spark, a tingle that sent shivers from Ariadne's head all the way down to her feet. She had never felt this kind of spark before, but she didn't regret it.
Her response to him played out in her mind, 'They're still looking at us.' The projections of Robert's mind were searching out the dreamer that was changing what his subconscious had partially created, thanks to the help of a certain architect. Arthur's soft voice spoke out in her mind what he had said then, 'Yeah, it was worth a shot!' It was worth a shot…..worth a shot…..shouldn't Arthur have known that the projections would still watch him. He had completed so many other inceptions before Fischer's. Had there been other motives to his actions.
These were the thoughts that raced mindlessly through Ariadne, making her question everything she had already known. She needed to know the truth, and even if that meant searching for the rest of her life, she would find the answers to the current questions haunting her.
XXX: Alright, there's the ending to Chapter 1. Shall I continue? I PREFER reviews, but PM's are fine, too. There will be more fluff in future chapters, maybe even a little hanky panky…..Eames forced me to say that! REVIEW…please.