Heh. I liked your reviews so i wrote another one where they actually get together. I do have an idea where this story can go so if you want/ like it just review to tell me to keep going!

Gravity is a funny thing. It pushes on us like a burden even as it keeps us together. If there were no gravity everyone would just float apart like paper in the wind.

Cobb sat by the door, twisting his top nervously between his fingers. He didn't realize it but he was nervous. She was coming over and there was still sunlight. He had broken their nocturnal tradition, allowing her to come over; into his real home, to cook for the kids. He had no clue why, he had turned her down plenty of times. But this time she convinced him otherwise. There was a ring at the door and Phillipa screamed delightedly. She loved Ariadne. Dom jumped out of his seat and walked shakily to the door. She was in one of those outfits of hers, casual but fancy at the same time. She gave a graceful smile at Cobb and bent down to pick up Phillipa. "Look how big you've gotten!" Ariadne cooed.

"Ariadne!" she said, hugging her neck. "Me and James will get your groceries!" she said when she got put down, dragging the bags with determination. Ariadne followed, smiling.

"What you making Ariadne?" James said, looking up at her.

She bent down and ruffled his hair, "Spaghetti!"

"Oh I love spaghetti! Is daddy going to help?" Phillipa asked, tugging on her pants. Ariadne looked to Cobb, wondering the same thing.

He froze a moment, not quite sure if he wanted to. But then; "Of course sweetheart." Cobb said, walking to the counter and helping Ariadne unload the groceries.

"Now go play." Ariadne said, smiling at the kids. "And I'll call you when it's ready." They squealed and left, running to play outside. They chopped tomatoes for a while in silence, not quite sure what to say to each other. Then she looked up at him, grinning. "You've got tomato on your face."

Cobb smiled back as he wiped it off. "It happens. I don't cook very often so I'm not quite used to it." Ariadne glanced down at his pile of tomatoes, laughing.

"I can see that. Did you even slice them?" she said, chopping his up quickly. After that she held up onions smiling. "Do you cry often?" They cooked for a while, until it did get dark and they began to talk about things. As always Mal came up but they made sure to keep quiet so the kids wouldn't hear.

"She's in my dreams. Every night." Cobb sighed.

"But you killed her in limbo." Ariadne said, glancing at him.

"They're memories. And nightmares." Cobb sighed.

Ariadne paused for a moment, mustering the courage to ask something outright. "Did you ever think of… taking your mind off of her?"

Cobb didn't stop working, and he didn't answer either. There was silence for a moment as each one busied themselves with their work. They met at one point in the middle of the kitchen and Cobb dropped his voice low. "She's my wife, Ariadne. I can't just forget about her."

It was Ariadne's turn to be silent. When she reaches the counter she sighed, saying softly, "She was your wife."

Cobb didn't say anything to that, maybe she was right. But he couldn't think of that now. All he saw was Mal's betrayed face in his mind as Ariadne shot her.

The dinner was wonderful, and everyone loved it. Ariadne talked solely to the children, almost trying to ignore Cobb. Cobb did the same. By the time she had to leave they hadn't spoken one word to each other.

"I loved the dinner Ariadne!" Phillipa said, grinning.

"Mmmhmm! Me too!" james agreed with spagehetti sauce on his cheek. Ariadne wiped it off of him as she smiled.

"Thank you guys." She got up, grabbing the plates and placing them in the sink. "I've got to go now."

"Aww! Why you leaving?" James said, pattering over to her. She patted his head.

"I have to get to bed! It's late." She said, mocking a yawn. Of course she wasn't tired, her insomnia stopped that.

"It's okay! Next time you come we'll make you dinner!" Phillipa said, hugging her. Ariadne smiled and walked to the door. Their grandmother called them and they ran back into the living room. She paused for a moment, hoping that maybe he would come back and say goodbye. But of course he didn't.

She was about to leave, turning the handle as she sighed heavily. But then Cobb did come to the door, stopping her. He grabbed her by the arm and he had this look in his eyes. Ariadne knew what he was about to do.

She let out one word before he kissed her. "Mal?"