"Cobb what are we doing?" Cobb had taken me to some bar claiming that this is where we'd find another architect. "I thought that Ariadne was our new architect?"
"She is."
"So why do we need another?" Cobb smiled at Eames.
"Well, this one has experience, is a good pick pocket, and a good point man."
"Plus they're reliable, and are very handy with a gun." Cobb nodded in agreement with him.
"So basically Eames, Ariadne, and me combined yes?"
"Well if you put it that way then…yes." He smiled as the "show" as it were was starting.
"So where is he?" I looked around and didn't see anyone who I thought would fit that kind of person.
"She."
"What?" My head snapped back to him.
"So where is she. It's a woman Arthur." So I looked around for a woman but saw very few in this place. Then I heard her. That voice.
"I don't wanna be hurt
I just want to be little old me
Shouldn't have to think
Who am I suppose to be today
And what give you the right
To tell me who I should be
Who gave you that right"
Long brown hair that had a tint of red at the roots that curled all the way down to her waist. Brown eyes that sparkled in the light. My heart almost stopped completely. My eyes never left her. As much as I wanted to turn my head and glare at Cobb and Eames I couldn't. Her voice carried me back to old memories of a friendship that I thought was dead.
"Cause I, I feel lovely
Just the way that I am
Yes I feel lovely
The way that I am"
Cobb was going to pay for this. He was really going to pay for this one. He knew that I wouldn't be able to say no to this. When the song was over and she walked off stage and to the bar we were at she didn't even notice us. She looked at the owner behind the counter and held out her hand,
"Alright that was my last one. Our contract is over now hand it over." He smiled at her, but it wasn't a good smile,
"One more. I have some high paying customers coming in Friday and you'd make their day. In more than one way." My blood boiled at that and I was ready to shoot him when I felt Cobb pull on my arm. She gave him a sour look and yanked him by the collar over the bar and onto the floor. She pulled out a small knife and held it to his throat.
"Hand it over. Now!" The man trembled under her and pulled out a key. She took the key and made her way over to the other room. She disappeared for a few seconds and returned with a kid. The kid was small and frail with a dirty face. He looked hungry and tired and he clung to her like he was afraid of the rest of the world. She held him to her and began to walk out of the bar when we all heard shouts. We all looked to see the bar tender and some thugs charging towards her,
"Bring them back!" She picked the boy up and ran. I took after her and Eames and Cobb were right behind me. I wasn't going to loose her. Not again. She ran fast. Faster than I remembered, but I was still able to catch up with her. She took a quick glance at me before she stopped and handed me the boy,
"Please. Take him." I took the kid and ran down a side street. I found a motorcycle and hopped on it. I kept the boy in front of me as he clung to me for dear life and speed of down the street. When I found her again I slowed down just enough for her to jump on the back. We took off again and I felt her pull the gun out of its holster. She fired it at the car in front of us and I swerved to miss it. I saw Cobb and Eames get into a car and followed after it. Finally we stopped at the warehouse. She got off and the boy let go and hopped off and hugged her. She rubbed his head and made soothing sounds to calm the boy and I simply stood there. Watching her. Never once taking my eyes off her. She looked up and our eyes met. That's when I realized how close we were. My breath caught in my throat. She smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me closer,
"Hello Arthur." Hesitantly I put my arms around her and hugged her back,
"Carmen…"