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A/N: This chapter is a bit longer than the previous one. Enjoy it and please press the review button after you've read it.

Two

Paris Revisited

Ariadne was restless. In fact she had been restless for months and it was starting to bother her. Nothing was quite satisfactory anymore and even if she knew she had to stop comparing everthing to dreamsharing, she couldn't. Cobb had been right about dream-sharing, there was nothing quite like it and Ariadne found it difficult to just get on with life as normal. Even dreaming wasn't the same as before. The young architect glanced at the alarm clock, it was 04.50 and she wondered if there was even any use of going back to sleep.

"Are you going somewhere?" Ariadne found herself being pulled back to bed when she was on her way up. Arthur wrapped his arms around her and yawned. He didn't mind getting up early, but even for him this was a bit over the top. Arthur had been awake for a while, just listenting to Ariadne breathing really.

"I can't sleep." Ariadne replied and she knew what Arthur thought about it, but it honestly wasn't the big deal he was making it to be.

"Hm." Arthur stroke a strand of hair out of her face. "Anything you wanna talk about?" he asked, already knowing the asnwer.

"No. It's nothing, I'm fine. I'm just restless." Arthur's hand traced down Ariadne's shoulder and she shivered. This was all still new to her and it amused Arthur to see her nervous because she was usually so sure of herself. Neither of them were sure of where it had begun though, whether it was back when Arthur had kissed her in the first dream level or further back than that.

A ringing phone interrupted their would be kiss. Arthur reached over to the bedside table to grab his phone. Who would be calling at this hour? The name on the display however answered his question. Of course, who else would it be, he thought.

"Cobb, do you know what time it is?" Arthur asked as he sat up and Ariadne looked at him. They had barely heard a word from Cobb since they parted at the airport in Los Angeles. Everyone had pretty much split up and gone about their own business and lives as per usual. With the phone in one hand Arthur got out of bed to find his clothes and Ariadne did the same thing.

"James Banks? Of course I know who he is, everyone's talking about him. No. Well, yeah I do. What did you have in mind? Now? What do you mean now? You're not even in—" The conversation was interrupted by someone knocking on the front door. Ariadne and Arthur exchanged somewhat confused glances. When Ariadne went to open the door, Cobb was standing outside with a phone in his hand.

"—Paris." Arthur disconnected the phonecall and just stared at Cobb for a while.

"Arthur, Ariadne. Good to see you again. I'm sorry about showing up unannounced." Cobb said as he greeted Ariadne with a hug and Arthur with a handshake.

"Don't worry about it. We were up anyway. I couldn't sleep." Ariadne said and closed the door behind Cobb. She had to admit that it was if anything, a relief to see him and most of all to see that he was well.

"So what's this about Banks Industries?" Arthur asked. They headed into the small living room and Dom looked around him. The flat was a fairly small one, he assumed this was originally Ariadne's flat and that Arthur had moved into with her. Either that or he did have a flat of his own, which Cobb somewhat doubted. Paris was a very expensive city.

"James Banks paid me a visit two days ago and offered me a job. Which I accepted. Although I can't do it on my own, I need the team back together." Cobb explained as he sat down on the brown living room couch.

"I thought you quit?" said Ariadne

"You know me, I can never resist a challenge." He told them, which was partly true. After all the Fischer job had all been about the challenge and thrill of it. They needn't know that this was mostly about him restoring his reputation.

"Besides." He added. "I'm not a wanted man anymore. I can do this just for fun." It was a lie which he almost believed himself.

"Okay, so what's the job?" Arthur asked. Of course there was something more to it, but he wasn't going to ask. Truth be told, Arthur wanted another job, probably as much as Ariadne did. Being into it, it was almost like a drug. You couldn't just simply draw out of dream-sharing, it was much too exciting. Arthur had been in it for so long that just adapting to a normal lifestyle was to say the least difficult.

"Banks Industries Incorporated is a company that manufactures high technological military weapons. Now I'm not exactly sure what type of weaponry it is, and honestly I'm not sure I wanna know, but it's supposed to make the warfare easier. Make it simpler and more effective." Cobb told them.

"In other words, making it easier to kill people." Stated Ariadne. Only in America, she thought and sighed.

"Precisely. This job is nothing like the Fischer job. This time it's not about performing Inception. For this job it would just have to be Extraction, but the piece of information that Banks wants us to steal is very detailed and we wouldn't be alone."

"How do you mean 'not alone'?" Arthur asked as he leaned against the wall. Banks Industries was a very powerful company, working for them probably meant that there was a good deal of money involved, but it also meant pressure.

"Banks' rival Demitri Padrovski, or archenemy if you like, has for some time now been allying with the UK Ministry of Defence to get a foot into the politcal gameplan. Rumour has it that the russians are working on something that could revolutionize modern warfare as we know it. Banks wants that information. He wants to know what the weapon is and is sure that Padrovski has a layout of it in his mind." Cobb explained. The sun had started rising and Ariadne came back into the kitchen with three cups of coffee.

"So Banks wants Padrovskis blueprint. Doesn't sound so difficult." Arthur said, although he knew it was never that easy. "What's the catch?" he asked

"Banks isn't the only one who wants those blueprints. Our job is to get to it first. Which means we have to work fast."

"Who else wants it?"

"He wasn't to keen on specifying. What do you say? Are you up for one last job?"

Ariadne exchanged glances with Arthur. Extraction, from what she gathered, seemed to be a great deal easier than Inception, but not less risky. Ariadne did want to do it though, especially since she knew that if she turned it down she would regret it.

"Supplying the British with the kind of technology they're developing, it could corrupt the entire political system." Said Ariadne as she sat down on an old armchair

"Are you sure you're up to it?" Cobb asked "We can always find another architect but I want someone I can trust."

"No I'm in. Definitely."

"Arthur?"

"Always."

Cobb grinned satisfactory.

"So. Does anyone fancy a trip to Mombasa?" he asked

To be continued…

There you have the second chapter. I know there was a lot of drabble about information on the job, but I had to get it out of the way. I hope you're still enjoying it Next up: Eames and Yusuf! Please review!