I love Pride and Prejudice. The 2005 Joe Wright version is my favorite movie of all time. I have been toying with the idea that Arthur shares a great similarity to Mr. Darcy. The same can be said of Ariadne and Elizabeth.

I had the idea for this project a while ago. You know what they say about an idea. So lets see if it will work.

First I had to add some central characters to the story form my previous work. Mainly, from my "Dream" series, but also form "A Week at This Level".

There just were not enough original Inception characters to complete the Pride and Prejudice story.

I have lost two of the Bennett sisters because they really don't add to my story. I also have not included Mrs. Bennett because I wanted the story to focus less on marriage and more on dream extractions and building a Team.

I hope you enjoy and please review.

Mr. Darcy = Arthur, the Point Man

Elizabeth = Ariadne, the Architect

Wickham = Eames, the Forger

Mr. Bingley = Cobb, the Extractor

Jane = Mal, the French Extractor

Lydia = Sadie, the French Forger (Sadie was Ariadne's friend from "A Week at This Level")

Mr. Collins = Robert Fischer, The Mark

Lady Catherine = Mr. Saito, The Japanese Business Man (Insert joke here)

Col. Fitswilliam = Yuseff, the Chemist

Georgina Darcy = Sybil, The Girl (Sybil is one of my favorite characters, introduced in "Bliss")

Mr. Bennett = Miles, the Teacher

Charlotte = Circe, the Witch (I loved writing for Circe. It's fun to write for a bad girl. First introduced in "It's Never Just a Dream is it?"

~ Pride & Prejudice & Inception ~

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a Point Man, who is the best at what he does, must be in want on an Architect.

"Miles, have you not heard? A new Extraction Team has landed here in Paris!" Sadie called to her mentor one fine afternoon. "Well, don't you wish to know who they are?" She asked impatiently.

"Well, since you wish to tell me child, I doubt I have any choice in the matter." The older gentleman chuckled.

"It is the American Team." Sadie said. Her heavily made up eyes and false lashes batting wildly. "Rugged, handsome Americans to be sure."

"What are they doing in Paris?" Ariadne asked looking up from her maze drawings.

Miles had been a teacher of Art at the International College for years now. Since he started to delve in dream extractions, he had trained his daughter Mal, and his two students Ariadne and Sadie to become an Extractor, Architect and Forger respectively.

"Looking for an Architect and Forger. What else?" Sadie sighed looking at her fellow student form behind her false, purple eye lashes.

"Who did you here this from?" Ariadne asked. Willing to play along to her friend's latest obsession.

"From Circe." Sadie answered. "You know that Witch knows all the gossip."

"I like Circe." Ariadne told her colleague. "So who are these Americans?"
"A Mr. Cobb from New York." Sadie smiled. "Single and very handsome."

"Who's single and very handsome?" Mal asked coming into the work room.

"A Mr. Cobb form New York, apparently." Ariadne teased. "Dream Extractor who just landed in Paris."

"Miles, we have meet them." Sade insisted.

"I don't see how meeting these Americans can possible benefit any of you." Miles said dully.

"Miles!" Sadie all but screamed. Her long spidery legs, formally draped over a chair snapped up and hoisted her lean frame to standing. "We must go see them!"

"It would be impolite to not go see them." Mal mused. Ever the lady. "Papa, your our teacher, it's only fitting you should go and see them first."

Miles sighed and cast his daughter a smile.

"There is no need, the American's are here at my invitation." He told her.

Mal and Ariadne looked at him in surprise as Sadie squealed in delight.

Ariadne laughed as Sadie wondered aloud where her purple heals and neon pink stockings were.

~P&P&I~

~ Miles had been a very distinguished Art teacher who had drifted into learning, and thus teaching, Architecture. When he became involved with dream extractions, He found the work to intriguing to pass up. He was soon teaching dream extractions to his more gifted students.

He also taught his only child, Mal, how to extract information from sleeping Marks. As time passed, he felt the need for a proper Architect, as well as Forger. To work with Mal and form a real Team. When Ariadne and Sadie took his class, he found both women to be a talented Architect and Forger. One, he thought of as a second daughter. The other, less so.

Mal was lovely. Everyone in the city and society agreed. There was no one more handsome. Her good looks were only out shined by her pleasing manners and kind heart. She had many suitors who would have been pleased to not only be apart of the Extraction Team, but to marry her as well. Mal was reluctant to choose a lover. Telling her best friend and Team member Ariadne, that she was sure her true love had yet to reveal himself.

Ariadne was herself attractive and very clever. She was Miles prize student who had joined the Teacher's Team in dream extractions. Not as beautiful as Mal perhaps, but the Architect more then made up for this with her quick wit and skills she brought to her Team.

Sadie, there was no one like Sadie, was a fantastic Forger. Her real appearance ever elusive even in the waking world. Her ability to impersonate others was so impressive she often fooled members of her own Team.

All three of these women lived with Miles, their Teacher and Mentor, in a large town home in Paris.

~ P&P&I~

Due to the nature of their work, it was necessary for the French Team to maintain a low profile. A recent fad in Paris had brought back the kind of dance halls once enjoyed in the 1920's. Complete with hot jazz music, swing dance and rowdy drunks.

Sadie had chosen the fashionable local to meet the American Team. Saying it was the only place to see and be seen.

"Isn't it the point of meeting at a neutral location to avoid being seen?" Ariadne teased as they followed Miles down the cobbled city streets.

The Teacher was proud to be seen with so many beautiful women. All of them dressed in brightly colored flapper style outfits to go with the theme of the club. The bouncer at the trendy dance hall, impressed by the older man surrounded by the young beauties, thought he must be someone of some importance and waved all of them in.

Once inside the rowdy hall, the French Team were met with live jazz music and the screams of drunken laughter. Sadie, immediately vanished into a crowd, leaving her Team on their own.

"I had no idea you would be here." came a teasing voice. Ariadne turned and smiled at a familiar face.

"Circe." The Architect said with a smile.

Circe was dressed somewhat more daring then most. Her favorite colors of red, orange and purple blended into a custom tailored flapper style dress. The Witch caught many appreciative nods and glances for the male population of the dance hall.

Circe herself was an independent dreamer who occasionally worked with them as a chemist. She and Ariadne had become fast friends because they were so opposite. Circe, valuing the Architect for intelligence. Ariadne, for the Witch's brutal honesty.

"Your Mr. Cobb has already arrived." Circe said into her friends ear. Mal leaned into their conversation at news of the American Extractor.

"Where?" She asked.

Circe smiled and pointed to a VIP balcony where two men sat alone watching the dancers below.

"The blond one." The Witch clarified.

Mr. Cobb was indeed handsome. Possessing a good figure and intelligent face. He seemed to enjoy the sights of the dance hall. His style of dress was impeccable. Expensive suit that hung from his body in a most pleasing manner.

His companion was likewise, well dressed. If truth be known, he was even better dressed then the American Extractor. The only thing that marred his appearance was an angry scowl on his face.
"Who's the other one? The miserable one?" Ariadne asked.

"That is Mr. Cobb's good friend, and Point Man, Arthur." Circe said knowingly. "Supposedly the best at what he does."

"Doesn't seem very happy about it." Ariadne said with a laugh.

The Women enjoyed a fit of secretive giggling as Circe pulled them up the balcony to introduce them to the Americans.

"My dear Mr. Cobb." Circe cooed as they reached the gentleman's VIP table. Mr. Cobb turned away from watching the dancers and smiled at the Witch.

"Circe." he said with a warm smile.

"It's so lovely to see you again." Circe said flashing a radiant smile.

"Like wise." Cobb told her giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Cobb, you must meet my good friends." Circe said turning to her companions proudly. "This is Mal, she's Miles daughter and the best Extractor in Paris. When I'm not around of course." Circe said smugly but playfully.

"Of course." Cobb said his eyes finally alighting on Mal.

The American Extractor seemed thunderstruck. He didn't look at Ariadne as Circe introduced her as the Architect. Ariadne and Circe exchanged quick glaces of amusement at Cobb and Mal talked. As if they were the only people in the room.

"Oh, Arthur." Circe said turning to the Point Man. "I want you to meet Ariadne. She's our-"

"Yes, I heard you. Even over this loud music." Arthur waved the Witch away without getting up from his seat.

Circe and Ariadne exchanged somewhat shocked looks over the Point Man's behavior. Being young, attractive and in Paris, they were used men being kind and flirtatious. Arthur's manners were a strange event to them. They almost didn't see Cobb and Mal disappear to the dance floor leaving them alone with the unpleasantly proud man.

"Umm... would you like to dance, Arthur?" Ariadne found herself asking as Circe gave her a sideways smile.

"Not at all." Arthur retorted.

Thoroughly rebuffed, Ariadne and Circe quickly abandoned the Point Man in search of more lively gentleman.

Ariadne watched with delight as Mal and Cobb seemed to get along very well. Dancing all the slow dances together, talking with their heads lowered. Ariadne caught sight of Sadie dancing with a different man at every song. Ever the life of the party. Circe, mingled and caught Ariadne up on the all the latest gossip of the society. Miles, just enjoyed the lively entrainment and the company of young ladies who were drawn to the charming older man.

It was when Circe and Ariadne were going up the VIP balcony alone that they spied Mr. Cobb and Arthur. Neither man had spotted them as their attentions were on their own conversations.

"Arthur, you really are a stick in the mud." Cobb scolded in good humor.

"This isn't really my taste Cobb." The Point Man retorted. "I think I may call it a night."

"You haven't even spoken to Miles yet. Never even said hello to his girls." Cobb argued. "Mal is very interesting."

"Then go back to her and have a good time." Arthur offered. "She seemed lovely."
"You need to get to know people. Her colleague Ariadne seems very bright. Mal says very nice things about her." Cobb said.

Ariadne and Circe exchanged a quick smile. They liked Cobb already.

"You can talk to her over drinks." Cobb suggested.

"Cobb, I have no intention of wasting my time entertaining some silly girl tonight!" Arthur almost barked.

Ariadne and Circe exchanged hurtful looks. The Architect had never felt so insulted in her entire life. She was used to men treating her well. Was used to them listening to her. Valuing her. This proud, pompous creature was so far away from anything she had come to like in men.

She felt Circe take her hand and pull her away into the shadows of the VIP lounge.

"I would not have dance with him even if he asked." Circe said in her friend's defense. "He is not nearly handsome enough to be seen with. Think of your reputation."

Ariadne laughed and nodded.

"Precisely." She agreed

~ P&P&I~

After several hours at the hall, Miles escorted his weary party to a cab home. Sadie was thoroughly drunk and promptly passed out once they reached the elegant town house.

"Mr. Cobb is just what I think a man should be." Mal confided to Ariadne on the stairs. "Smart, funny and charming."

"He's also handsome and good at dream extractions." Ariadne added.

"I don't like his associate, Arthur, though." Mal said her sweet face wrinkling. "After what he said about you."

"Don't let Arthur ruin your feelings towards Cobb." Ariadne said feeling her face flush at the memory.

"I doubt if he and I will ever work with him on any extraction, so it doesn't matter."

"Do you think he liked me?" Mal questioned.

"Mal, he talked to and danced with no one else." Ariadne said with a smile "Besides, he's a fool if he doesn't like you."