Sister, dear.

Note: I don't know where this came from. I just had this idea at about 11o'clock at night that Eames had a sister, and that she was his motivation during Inception. This will be multichapter as somehow I can't write oneshots.

Introduction

Eames swirled the liquid in his glass as he stared unseeing out of the window. They had done it, they had actually done it. They had completed an Inception. It had been touch and go for a while there, but somehow they had pulled it off. Sipping the scotch he glanced at the empty chair across from where he sat in his hotel room and he sighed. It was a sound full of misery and grief.

"I couldn't have done it without you, sister dear."

For him this was the hardest part, going through his after job ritual without her. The last time he hadn't had to do this, last time he had been running for his life. The last time he had failed and he hadn't taken a job since.

"I wish you could have seen it Abby. I wish you could have been there with me."

Finishing his drink Eames put the glass down and leant towards his sister's vacant seat.

"Let me tell you about it..."