The sky was yellow, crimson, and a little purple, and the clouds were sailing away like spaceships.
And then, at the end of the horizon, the darkest cloud began to form, the smoke turned gray and black and then fell from the sky.
The drops of rain broke the cloud and rushed to the ground.
The rain is always cleaning, calming, isn't it? But tonight it brought him death.
It wasn't a dream.
I had Arthur in my arms, cold and shivering, his face buried in my chest.
Cobb's body was lying near us, and I was sheltering Arthur from it.
- Cry, darling, - I could barely recognize my own voice, - It's all right to cry now…
I was touching, and petting, and caressing Arthur's thin arms, spine and shoulders, I was marking his hair with kisses, and yes, it was fucking ok to be like that.
- Cobb… He's…he… - Arthur's voice was almost a whisper, broken and harsh.
- Shh, I know, love, - my hand was trailing slow circles up and down his spine, - But he's ok there, trust me. He's with his wife, whatever her name is… I'm sure he's happy and not alone.
Arthur raised his head and looked in my eyes.
- He…he kissed me goodbye…
I knew that, like I always knew what kind of feelings Cobb had to Arthur. Also I knew, that Arthur has never responded them, because he was mine.
- Do you regret you didn't respond his feelings? – I asked.
- No, - Arthur touched my lips, and I kissed his thin fingers, - Not really. I just didn't want all that shit happened…
- No one wanted, Artie, - I held him as close as I could, - Listen to me. Cobb will be happy with her, and I know, that he wanted us to be happy there too.
- Do you really think so? – Arthur's hands rested on my cheeks and I felt how cold they were.
- I know it, - again I took Arthur's hands in my own and began to kiss his fingers, - Oh my lovely little fingers… I'll always be there for you, Arthur. It's gonna be allright.
- Eames… ok, - Arthur I knew before, the point man, started to come back.
And we sat there, waiting for Ariadne and Yusuf with a car to fetch us. I had Arthur in my arms, and I know, that everything's gonna be fucking excellent someday.