Fan Request. Arthur and Ariadne are in WW2 Europe. I am not really good with historical detail or accuracy. But I will try my best.
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~ Ariadne was sleeping peacefully when her cell phone gave off it's rude buzzing. It took several moments for the Architect to wake up and realize someone was calling her. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the caller ID.
"Cobb?" She said. Her voice groggy and half asleep.
"Sorry to have woken you." Cobb said. "We have a situation." The Extractor told her.
~ "Arthur's been under about four hours now." Yuseff told them.
Ariadne, her hair still a mess from her interrupted sleep, lifted the Point Man's head up and looked at his eyes batting back and forth under his closed lids.
"He's in the dream." She said gravely.
Arthur was slouched in his chair. His well tailored suit becoming wrinkled as the Point Man slept helplessly.
"Yes, and with the compound they were using, I'm not sure what you can expect." Yuseff said putting on his glasses and looking over the PASIV device.
"Who are these people?" She asked looking around the room. Three young men were also sharing the dream next to Arthur. All of them had gone under into the dream world.
"Well, that is Dax. We worked with him before. An American out of Boston. Best Extractor there is. Well, besides Cobb." Eames said with a grin.
Ariadne looked at the casually cool man beside Arthur.
"Have no idea who the other two are." The Forger said sadly.
"This compound is strange." Yuseff said looking over the device. "I've never seen one like this. There is no ground."
"What does that mean?" Ariadne asked as Cobb and Eames exchanged worried looks.
"It means the dreamer can't remember life before the dream. He thinks the dream is real."
~ "You just found them like this?" Ariadne whispered as Eames and Yuseff tried to 'kick' the Point Man out of his sleep. Nothing was working. The compound was too sedative.
"Yes, I came to close up the work shop and he was under with the rest of them. When I couldn't wake him, I called everyone in. It's not like Arthur to go into a job like this without telling us." Cobb explained.
"I know it's not." Ariadne said letting out a long sigh.
"Cobb, what are we going to do?" She asked. The Extractor looked at the Point Man, still sleeping peacefully after Eames had lightly tipped him over onto a floor mattress.
"The sedation is too heavy for them to be kicked out. Yuseff can't get the compound to time out." Cobb said. His voice sounding sad and far away.
"So, what do we do?" She hissed feeling her heart start to race.
~ "Go in?" Eames said. "We have no idea what's down there. Could be judgment day for all you know."
"He would do it for us." Cobb said rolling up his sleeve.
"You heard Yuseff, there is no bottom. We would go in and forget the waking world." Eames argued.
"We cant forget the waking world." Cobb said gravely.
"Right, well I'm sitting this out." Eames said.
"Fine." Cobb said not looking at the Forger as he handed Ariadne a line.
"I mean, your both mental if you think you can convince him to come out. You have no idea even if you can wake up." Eames went on.
"I'll play the music ever ten minuets. That's every two hours in a normal dream." Yuseff told them. "Let you know when to wake up."
"Two hours in a normal dream, what about this one?" Ariadne asked securing her line.
"No way to tell. It might be hours or even days." Yuseff said somberly.
"Days!" Eames said. "You could lose yourself in there. Cobb, please don't do this." Eames said in a panic.
"Ready?" Cobb turned to Ariadne who nodded.
"Fine! I'll go, since you can't do this without me." Eames said quickly pulling free a line and settling himself in a nearby chair.
"Don't lose yourself." Yuseff warned before their world faded to white oblivion.
~ "Everyone here?" Cobb's voice came to her ears. She turned to look at the Extractor.
"Cobb?" She let out a laugh. He gave her a curious look and finally looked down at himself. What was his normal handsome suites or casual shirts, was now an American Army officer's uniform.
"Huh." Cobb said examining himself more closely. Impressed but not totally shocked.
"Your a Major." Ariadne said with childish glee. Her hands running over the gold leafs on his uniform. "You look... very handsome." She finally decided.
"Well turn around and look at yourself." Cobb nodded behind her. Ariadne turned to see her shocking refection in a store window. She was bedecked, head to toe, in a nurses uniform. A large Red Cross emblem was sewn onto her arm band and white apron front. A pristine white nurses cap on top of her head.
Her hair was carefully curled and pinned away from her face in a style she had only seen in movies. Her lips, were painted a garish bright red that made her gawk at herself.
"Bloody hell!" Eames explained coming out of a near by ally and standing beside Ariadne. The Forger appraised himself admiringly. "I think I was born in the wrong generation. I look good."
Eames wasn't lying, he did look handsome in the British officer's uniform. The green bringing out his eyes. The American officer's uniform on Cobb made the Extractor look even more arresting then any expensive suit could have.
'Men in uniform always look good.' Ariadne thought bitterly as she looked unhappily at her frumpy nurses' costume.
"You look cute as a button." Eames said gazing down at her wolfishly. "You can come by my bedside any time."
"Enough." Cobb broke in as Ariadne gave Eames a filthy look. "We need to find Arthur and get him to wake up. He has to realize he's dreaming and then we can get him out."
"Cobb, what's going on?" Ariadne asked following the Extractor down the street. The three of them soon finding themselves in a crowd.
She looked around, they were in Paris, she was sure of that, only nothing about her Paris was here. The cars were old fashioned and there was very few of them. People were walking and many of them were French, English or American military.
"Cobb?" Ariadne asked as the Extractor walked steadily onward.
"Isn't it obvious, love?" Eames asked picking up a news paper from a nearby news stand. "Take a look."
The Architect read the date.
"September, 1944." She said her mind rebelling against the information.
"Were in World War 2. Paris has just been freed from Hitler." He said.
