Arthur quickly scanned through five cabins. No sign of the girl yet. If he didn't find her soon, he would have no other choice then to return to Cobb and Ariadne and tell them Morgan was dead. Opening the door to the last cabin, Arthur hears a gun click behind his head. Shit. What did he get himself in to.

"Don't follow me, don't look for me. If you swear not to, I'll let you and the girl live." Arthur was then forced to kneel on the ground with his hands held behind his head.

"Swear it!"

"Give me back the girl, and I will." Arthur knew that if the girl was already dead, he would be finding and killing this man no matter what.

"I'll tell you where she is once you-" Arthur heard a body hit the ground and turned around to see the man, out cold on the floor, and Morgan standing behind him.

"Are you okay?" Her eyes scanned his body to make sure there were no serious wounds.

"Yes, I'm fine. Are you? Ariadne is so worried about you." Arthur got to his feet while Morgan picked up the man and made her way back to the cabin. Man, she really was strong. Arthur was contemplating this new found fact until Ariadne's joyful cries broke his concentration.

"Oh, Mo! I'm so glad you're okay! Don't you ever do that to me again okay? Promise me you won't leave me like that!" Ariadne hugged her friend as Morgan set the body on the bench and winced slightly as the movement pulled on her stitches.

"I promise to do whatever it takes to protect you, and if I can do that without leaving you, I will. Right now I just need to sit down for a second until the world stops spinning." Morgan practically fell onto the seat and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose with two fingers.

"You might be faint from the blood loss. Cobb, we should get to a hospital so I can get some donor blood. What's your blood type Morgan?"

"No Arthur, you know we can't stop at a hospital. It's too dangerous." Cobb was helping the now semi-conscious Eames to a seat on the bench. Ariadne was searching the dark haired man's wallet but turned around to join in the conversation.

"Wait Arthur, does she really need it? If she does, I'll do it. I'll get the blood. The three of y'all can cover me and I'll go in and get it. I can do it, Cobb. You just have to let me. She already risked her life for me." Ariadne's eyes showed that she was already dead set on this mission. She wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"No, Ariadne it's fine. Until I really need it, we won't worry about it. I'm fine for now."

Arthur, Cobb, and Eames spent the remainder of the trip looking up details about the two men from the train. So far, all they knew was that the id's were fake, and they still had no real leads. Meanwhile, Ariadne dosed off with Morgan sleeping in her lap.

After the incident on the train, the rest of the trip went smoothly. After they arrived in Russia, they left the bodies on the train seeing as how they were useless now. Arthur had found a hotel close by that should give them some protection, at least for the night. They had checked out one suite, Cobb thought strength in number was the best way to go for now, and the five of them were making their way up the stairs when Morgan collapsed.

Ariadne rushed to her, "Mo? Mo? Wake up! Mo?" The girl did not wake. Arthur checked for a pulse, then checked again when he didn't find one. "Arthur? She's okay right? We can go to the hospital now, I'll get the blood, you'll give it to her, and then she'll wake up. Right? Arthur?" Not getting a response from the now frantic Arthur she searched Cobb's face for reassurance.

"No, Ari. I'm sorry. I don't think so." He made his way to pull Ariadne to him, but she jerked away from him, anger flashing through her eyes.

"NO! She's not dead! She's fine! Morgan! Morgan Tess Dascov! WAKE UP!" Tears were now falling from Ariadne's eyes as she slapped and shook the girl. Arthur had sunk to his knees next to the girl. He didn't understand how he could have let her die. He shouldn't have listened to them; he should have gotten blood back on the train. This was his fault. Eames crossed his chest and closed his eyes in prayer. Finally, Cobb picked up the girl and made his way up the stairs to their room. Reluctantly, the other followed him.

Cobb placed Morgan on the bed, took off Arthur's jacket, and searched in his bag for a syringe. After disinfecting it, he stabbed the needle into his arm and pulled out a syringe-full of blood. Disinfecting it again, he placed the needle into the crease of Morgan's elbow.

"What are you doing, Cobb?" Arthur spoke for Ariadne, who was too upset to speak.

"I'm a universal donor. Her body will accept my blood." After doing this three times, he began CPR. After several minutes of violent chest presses, Cobb too began to lose hope.

"I'm sorry, Ariadne. I tried. I just-" All eyes flashed to the girl as a loud inhale cut into Cobb's speech.

After a few shaky breaths, Morgan's eyes found Arthur's.