Author's Note: Hello everyone! So sorry for the delay but as I told you this fic won't have regular downloads. Sorry! So, from this chapter on this fic is being revised by my amazing beta reader: MAGGIE! Special thanks to her for making this chapter something that it would have never been otherwise! And thanks to all the reviews! I love to know what you think!

Disclaimer: Everything you recognise in here belongs to the amazing Chris Nolan!

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II - Addiction

The sun hit her skin and left a warm feeling through her whole body. She felt the sand tickle her bare feet as the waves crashed down in front of her. His silent presence made her heart flutter.

He stood next to her dressed all in black, a sharp contrast to her white dress. The warm wind made his golden hair wave a little. He was a vision… she couldn't take her eyes off of him.

"It's like a drug, isn't it?" she asked him, looking for some kind of approval.

He just nodded, keeping his blue gaze on the crashing waves, remembering long lost shores.

"It's so addictive," she confessed in a whispered breath.

He nodded again.

She frowned, cursing her subconscious for not allowing her to hear his soft voice anymore.

She was so afraid of forgetting…

()()()()()()

When her eyes opened, she could still feel the sea breeze in her silent bedroom.

She was back. Again…

She wondered what she was even talking about in her dream. Probably building in the dream world…

Who was she kidding? He was the one she could not let go of, even three months after their final goodbye at LAX.

He was so addictive…

()()()()()()

"Class dismissed." Ariadne had never been happier to hear Miles' British accent.

She had waited for this class ever since she got back. After all, it was Miles' first class since he took time off to stay in the US with his son-in-law.

But keeping him out of her mind was even harder with Miles' lectures.

So it was inevitable, just as it had been for the past few months: she couldn't get her mind to focus. She was beyond hearing about dull methods and concepts that could easily be forgotten in the dream world. Who cared about physics and geometry in the confines of the mind?

Everyone was out of the classroom quickly, except Ariadne, who always took her time packing her stuff (a part of her that hasn't changed since the job).

From the top of the classroom she glanced at her favorite professor as he packed his own things, considering the possibility of asking him about Cobb.

Instead, she turned to leave the room. Coward!

"Ariadne!"

She froze in her steps. What could he possibly want?

"Yes?" She turned slowly, afraid she was going to be punished for something she had done.

He smiled tenderly, sensing her discomfort. He picked up his bag before walking up the stairs to meet her by the door.

"Thank you," he told her.

She narrowed her eyes questioningly at him. "For what, exactly?"

"Bringing him back."

She couldn't hide her stunned expression. Dom had told him…

She looked at her feet and gathered up the courage to look back up and ask, "How is he?"

Miles smiled. "He's adjusting…"

She nodded, knowing exactly what the elder man meant. It couldn't be easy to go back to your normal life after everything that he had been through. She was definitely having a hard time herself.

"…But he's happier than I've seen him in a very long time."

Her heart fluttered at the thought of his rarely seen smile. She had to admit that most of the time, it had been directed at her.

Miles noticed how her eyes had sparkled at the mention of his son-in-law. Dom had been a mentor to her and it was obvious she had some infatuation with him, even though she tried to hide it quite charmingly.

"He told me you were amazing," Miles confessed, trying to lighten her spirit. Yes, he had noticed her lack of interest. Even the board of teachers had discussed it already.

She blushed a little and could not help but smile even though her heart clenched. She missed him so damn much…

"I'm sorry, but I really have to go, Professor," she said quickly.

Miles nodded. "Very well."

She turned to leave and as soon as she was out of his sight, she practically ran to the nearest bathroom.

She slipped inside of one of the tiny stalls and locked the door, finally letting out a sob that had been preventing her from breathing.

She cried for almost an hour while her subconscious played tricks on her.

You are amazing, she kept hearing his voice (finally) say.

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