Hey guys. Thank you for bearing with the first chapter. This one will have more action in it. Read and Review

~Leah

The team decided on a Posh five star hotel in the middle of LA to make their base. They needed the privacy. It was not ideal but it would do. Their base room was 528. They had nothing to do with that. They each had separate rooms on separate floors just to be safe. Everything was going well, except for the fact that Cobb was still in Limbo.

"We need to get Saito in here now," Arthur told the team, "we need him to tell us what happened down there. The sooner he tells us the sooner we can go down there and get Cobb before it was too late." Arthur was frustrated. He is furiously pacing around the room. They were cutting it close. None of them knew exactly how fast time moved in Limbo. Eames left the room to call Saito. Arthur needed to leave too. The atmosphere in the room was unbearable. He left the bedroom where Cobb was located, lying on the bed lifeless, and went into the living room. Ariadne followed.

"This isn't your fault Arthur," she told him. She was across the room by the door; he was sitting on the couch. He assumed she wanted to give him some space and she was grateful for that.

"Only if I had been better at my job, I would have seen that Fischer had been trained. So he wouldn't have had to go down there anyways." He was talking more to himself, convincing himself that he was a bad person.

"It wouldn't have mattered. Mal came and shot Fischer. He would have had to go down anyways."

"But he stayed for Saito," he trailed off, drowning in his own subconscious.

"No it wasn't!" she was yelling now, "You need to stop blaming yourself! I was the one who left with the kick. I could have stayed and helped him, so he would know he was in limbo, so he could get out."

"Ariadne, this was most definitely not your fault."

"You saying that make you a hypocrite." She says, trying to get through to him.

Arthur thinks about this, what she is trying to say is finally starting to get through to him. Cobb chose to do this. He didn't have to but he did. This was Cobb's fault, his subconscious was telling him, He chose to stay down there. He left it up to us to get him out. The rational part of Arthur knew that this wasn't true. No one is perfect; you cannot predict the effects of Limbo, even Cobb.

Arthur was starting to feel more like him self again. He tried to fix his messy hair. It was sticking out in every direction, stiff from the gel. His jacked was wrinkled and sprawled over the chair next to him. His shirt wasn't tucked. This was the messiest he has been in his life. He felt especially unkempt with everyone around him, to see him like this. He hurried to make himself look butter but did not succeed. He sighed and eventually gave up. He walked out of the room and into the bathroom to appraise himself. He ignored Ariadne, embarrassed with himself. He was too out of sorts to care about her feelings right now.

He looked at himself in the mirror. I look like shit, he thought to himself. All he really wanted to do was take a long, hot, shower but he heard Eames coming back into the room. He quickly combed his hair back and tucked his shirt in. He didn't think that he was ready yet to be seen by other people but he really didn't have a choice.

When I went back out he saw that Eames had come back with Saito.

"Ok Saito," Arthur said, interrupting various small conversations, "I need you to tell me everything that happened in Limbo. Before and after Cobb arrived."

Everyone looked intently at Saito, and then he began, "When I first fell into Limbo I fell into the shore of my subconscious. There is literally land, than water as far as the eye can see. What was left of Cobb's world was no longer there. The kick destroyed it. What was left were partial memories of a forgotten dream of a life that I once had."

They were mesmerized by his words.

"It was the dream from the Cobol job. It felt familiar but I couldn't put a finger on it. I lived out my life like it was real. I thought it was real. I grew to be an old man in his twilight years," This worried Arthur. He couldn't predict the emotional effects that this could have on Cobb, growing old and coming back to youth twice. Especially after what happened to Mal.

"Then Cobb came. He didn't know where he was. Either did I, until I saw the top. I spun it, and it didn't fall. It sparked a memory in both of our minds," Arthur could sense the Saito was leaving out some details but he knew Saito would tell him if he thought it was important to getting Cobb back, "that was when we started to realize where we were. I had a gun. I shot myself through the head. I thought he did to. I was very surprised when he didn't wake up."

Everyone was shocked by his words. None of them had been lost in Limbo before so this was all new. Arthur was surprised that Saito didn't show any visible emotional damage. Then, Arthur realized something that shattered any hope he had been feeling about getting Cobb back.

"Based on what you told us Saito, Cobb could have already died in Limbo, so we could never get him back," Arthur's worst nightmares were coming true. Everyone seemed to take in what Arthur had just said. The crushing ominous mood laid over them once more. Well, for everyone except for Eames.

"Not necessarily," Eames interrupted everyone's panicked thoughts. Arthur opened his mouth to snap at Eames but shut it again. Eames was proving to be more useful then Arthur was so he let Eames continue, "based on what Saito told us it looks like time moves at a different pace for different people in Limbo."

Everyone just looked at him with glassy, confused, looks so he continued, "The first time Cobb was stuck in Limbo with Mal he was stuck there for almost a week in reality and he only aged about fifty or so years. Saito was only there for about an hour in reality and he also aged about fifty years."

Arthur just stared at Eames with his mouth open. This didn't go unnoticed, "Darling, you may think I am not that smart but you have to give me some credit."

This gave Arthur new hope, "that means that we have two or three more days to come up with a plan before we have to go in and get him."

This gave them all hope. The ominous mood was replaced by one of hope and excitement. This gave them all a chance to get a good night sleep before having to get Cobb. Also it gave them time to create a plan. The better the plan the more likely they are to succeeded. It gives the more time for specificity. Not that Arthur will be getting any sleep. There is too much on his mind. In general though he doesn't get more than three or four hours of sleep a night. Ever since he dropped out of the military he has had trouble with insomnia. Too many bad memories that wont be forgotten. He is surprised that those memories have not come back to haunt him yet. Eames snaps him out of his thoughts and back into reality.

"Ok my darlings it is pretty late," it was almost midnight by now, "and I am just a tired sitting duck, so I am going to head off to sleep. I suggest you all do the same and we meet back here tomorrow. Which means, you all leave because I am staying here with Cobb."

Until Eames had mentioned it, Arthur hadn't realized how tired he was. It had been a long 48 hours. Everyone murmured their goodnights and trickled out of the room. Arthur and Ariadne got into the elevator together. A comfortable silence filled the short ride up. Arthur was getting off when Ariadne followed him.

"Do you need something Ariadne?" he asked with a hint of annoyance. He wasn't in the mood to deal with her right now.

"Nope. This is my floor," she replied.

"Eames was supposed to put us all on separate floors for safety," Arthur growled. They both stopped at their doors. They were next to each other, and adjoining.

"I am going to kill you Eames," he muttered to himself.

Ariadne laughed, "Goodnight Arthur."

"Goodnight Ariadne," he grumbled as he walked into his room.

After he got in and closed the door he mumbled a few more hearable things to himself along the lines of "by doing this Eames is putting all of our safety in danger," and "I can't believe that bastard. Was he trying to by funny?"

Once he was done mumbling to himself and had a chance to calm down he actually looked around at his surroundings for the first time. Eames had picked the hotel not Arthur and he had made a pretty good choice. There was one king sized bed, two couches, a kitchenette, a desk and chair, and a bathroom. The carpet was a beige, which Arthur imagined used to be white, and the walls were a dark reddish maroon color. It was actually nice looking. With a five star hotel you get the nice but you also get the price.

Arthur realized that if he rhymed to himself he must be really tired. He quickly got undressed and took a warm shower before getting into his pajama bottoms. He never wore a top because he gets too hot. He crawled under the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.

Arthur's sleep was not long lived. He woke up and looked at the clocked. It read three AM. He had been tossing and turning for an hour already. Is it impossible for a man to get some sleep once in a while? He decided to get out and sit on the balcony for a few minutes, get some fresh air and try to go back to sleep.

The cool summer air outside was oddly soothing. The small wisps of wind caressed his bare chest. He sat down and snuggled into one of the cushioned lounge chairs. He sat there and stared at the stars deep in thought for a few moments when a voice interrupted his calm thoughts.

"You couldn't sleep either?" The voice asked. Arthur looked around trying to find the source of the disturbance. When he found it he was surprised. Ariadne too could not sleep, and was out on her balcony.

"Naw. How long have you been standing out here?" he asked.

"About an hour or so. I couldn't sleep. I have too much on my mind. Fresh air always helps me clear my head."

Arthur was the same, "You should be sleeping. We needed to be fully focused tomorrow to start formulating a plan to get Cobb back."

"You should be telling yourself that. Do you have any idea how load you talk in your sleep?"

His face turned a red, "What did I say?" He was almost afraid to know.

"Oh nothing too bad," she told him. He could imagine her winking. She probably did.

"Really Ariadne, I don't feel like joking around right now."

"Fine," she chuckled, "I really couldn't make out what you were saying but if I didn't know you any better I would have thought you were shagging a few girls in there."

"Oh god. You are starting to sound like Eames." If possible his face turned an even deeper shade of red. He thanked god that it was still dark out.

"I wonder what Cobb is doing now?" Asked Arthur, looking up at the stars.

The older man in the room walked over to where the spinning top was. He looks over and sees how happy the younger man is with his children. He picks up the still spinning top and puts it in his pocket before the young man has time to see that it didn't fall.

"You need to stop worrying about him Arthur he will be fine," Ariadne reassured Arthur.

He shook his head. He wasn't sure he believed it.

"This is Cobb, the best extractor in the world. He doesn't need you to baby him. He can take care of himself. Whether he knows he is in Limbo or not, he is an adult, and can deal with himself." Arthur knew Ariadne was right. It was just hard not to worry.

Arthur sat and thought for a few minutes. Ariadne waited patiently for him to say something. He thought long and hard about what he was going to do. About Cobb and the emotional trauma he is going to go through. He made only one definite decision, "You are going to have to be one of the people to go get Cobb," Arthur told Ariadne.

Ariadne gasped. Arthur could tell that this was not what she had expected him to say so he continued on to explain, "Either me or Eames will come with you but you have to be on of the people to go. You know the most about what Cobb went through with Mal, the most about his inner demons. Even more than me," sometimes he resented her for that, "You are most likely to know where Cobb will be because you have been there before."

"But Saito said that Cobb's world was destroyed."

"But you knew where everything was. Who says he isn't going to build something like it? I will talk to the rest of the team about it tomorrow."

"How come you and Eames aren't both going to come?"

"Because someone has to stay here to protect Cobb from anyone that might find us."

Arthur could tell that was enough of an answer for her because she didn't say anything else. "You should go in and get some sleep Ariadne. You have been up the longest out of all of us. You deserve some rest."

"But I am scared of what I will dream," she said so quietly that Arthur almost didn't hear it.

"Go to sleep Ariadne,"

She grumbled something that Arthur couldn't make out as she walked into her room. He heard the sliding of the door shut and the click of the lock. Arthur hoped she really was going to sleep. She needs it. Arthur was starting to feel tired again too. He rolled his red die. The made out the faint four dots that it landed on using no light but the moon's. He sighed and fell asleep right on the lounge chair outside. He slept until morning.

Hope you guys liked it. In the next chapter they are going to start planning out how they are going to get Cobb out and maybe I will spend more time with Cobb or have a little dream scene. I don't know yet. Please Review :)