So this is my first fan fic. Might be a one shot. You tell me. No flames please!

I sadly don't own Inception. Only this plot. I will soon...on DVD.

"Stop it already, Eames! We're over!" Ariadne screamed into her boyfriend's face.

Eames sweetly replied, "No, darling. We're over when I say we're over. You listen to me. And I say, you have to come with me in the bedroom." He grasped Ariadne and dragged her to their bedroom. Eames pushed her down on the bed and kneeled her face an inch away from her. She could smell the stench of his cigars. As he forcefully kissed her, she bit down on his lip. As Eames jumped and cursed in pain, Ariadne escaped. She grabbed her packed suitcase at the door and stormed out. Freedom! Ariadne had finally escaped her abusive boyfriend, Eames. She instantly out of instinct, walked into the nearest cafe. She plopped down into a booth and instantly went into her thoughts. Where will I go? Who should I go to? Only one name came to mind. Arthur. Arthur, Ariadne had always loved, ever since she met him. The kiss from the Inception job, and him telling her she's okay when Mal had stabbed her. Eames had gotten her first, though. She whipped out her cell phone and entered in Arthur's cell phone number without missing a beat.

Arthur was in the process of eating, when his cell phone rang. He checked the caller ID, Ariadne. He whipped it open, "Hello?"

Ariadne calmed down minimally, hearing Arthur's smooth deep voice. She quivered, stroking her black eye, "Arthur. It's Ariadne." Tears already uncontrollably were running down her cheeks.

Arthur suddenly became alert. He already fantasized of ripping Eames to pieces, and comforting Ariadne. He was in love with Ariadne. And this was his chance to have her. Arthur responded, "Ariadne. Oh, hello. Is something wrong?" he hadn't spoken to her for two years.

" Arthur, you know how I've been dating Eames?"

Arthur nodded, "Yes, Ariadne."

She replied, spilling her guts out, "He's beating me, Arthur! He's been beating me for a year! I wanted to escape, but Eames swore if I did. He'd. He'd…" Arthur suddenly was fired up with hatred.

"What would he do, Ariadne?" Arthur struggled to remain stoic.

Ariadne quivered, " He'd kill me."

Arthur simply responded, " Where are you?"

Ariadne replied, "At the café. You'll surely find me, Mr. Point Man." She laughed a little for the first time in two years.

Arthur hung up, before either of them could speak. He walked out of the door, leaving his lunch there. Sure enough in five minutes after their conversation, the point man slipped into the booth with Ariadne. Neither of them spoke a word. Ariadne stood up, and whispered, "Arthur!" He sat down, and she started sobbing into his perfect suit. Arthur, for once didn't care. He circled his arms around her and never let go. Arthur stroked her soft long brown hair and caressing her warmth. He then inspected her face. Red puffy eyes, a black eye on her left, and dried blood on her lips. He swore silently that he'd murder Eames' ass. Fifteen minutes, after silence Ariadne broke it. "Save me, Arthur. I love you."

Arthur's heart skipped a beat and instantly replied, " I will save you, Ariadne. I promise. I love you too."

So what do you think? No flames! I'd like constructive criticism, tell me if you want more!