Sorry for the long wait, I've been working on Final Projects all week and I didn't find time or inspiration to write, but this week is my last week and I will be free! YAY! So hopefully I will be able to write more after this week. Thank you for all the alerts and reviews! It means a lot to me and I hope you're enjoying this story so far! Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions I'd be happy to hear them! I hope the time jumps aren't too confusing. I did label them for you, and things will start to move faster soon. I just wanted Arthur and the team to plan before I speed up in time...so that's why his time isn't changing much but Ariadne's are.

Inception isn't mine...sadly.


Month 1 Day 2 (Arthur)

Miles arrived at Arthur and Ariadne's house two hours later, apologizing for not coming sooner.

"It's ok." Arthur smiled sadly at Miles, his calm exterior faltering for a few moments.

"Where's Eames?" Miles asked, distracting Arthur.

"He went to go pick up some equipment we're going to need in order to get information on the inside." Arthur informed Miles, collapsing onto the couch and rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Arthur, when was the last time you slept?" Miles asked, concerned.

"I don't know." Arthur replied.

"You should get some rest. I'll tell Miles the plans and when Eames gets back I'll wake you and we can go over Eames part." Cobb suggested.

Arthur opened his mouth to protest, but Miles cut him off. "He's right. Go sleep and I can draw up some of the floor plans that I remember from when I was there. It has been almost ten years, so I'm not sure if they changed it, but what I do remember could help us."

Arthur sighed and nodded, smiling softly at Cobb before disappearing into his room. Cobb and Miles' eyes lingered on the place where Arthur's form was. Cobb sighed and turned to Miles, guiding him to the table in the dining room. They began going over the plan and Miles pulled out his sketchpad and slowly drew from memory.

Arthur shut the door behind him and slipped out of his shoes. He carefully removed his vest and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, placing them on the chair neatly. He pushed down his pants and climbed into bed, pulling Ariadne's pillow towards him. He inhaled her scent and buried his face into her pillow, hugging it close.

"I'm coming for you Ari." He whispered before giving into the sleep that had been threatening to take over.


Month 1 Day 10 (Ariadne)

Ariadne's eyes snapped open as a wave of nausea took over. She dashed into the bathroom and threw up, coughing softly afterwards and flinching in disgust. She wiped her mouth and stood up, checking herself out in the mirror. She wasn't looking any better than she was yesterday and she was starting to get worried that she wouldn't be getting enough nourishment for her and the baby.

She sighed, and washed her face, splashing the water on carelessly. She heard the latch being opened for the door and knew that they were sliding her food in. Gingerly, she made her way out and gasped when there were some sketchpads, pencils, colored pencils, erasers, books, and an omelet and orange juice waiting for her. She eyed the food suspiciously, not sure if she could trust them or not. But the grumbling noise her stomach made convinced her to eat it.

It smelled great, and despite having just tossed up her dinner, she took a huge bite. A small moan escaped her mouth and she closed her eyes happily. As soon as she finished eating, she gathered the things they slipped to her and dropped them on the bed. She sifted through the books, glad to see that they weren't boring books. In fact, most of them were some of her favorites.

It worried her that they were able to find out what her favorite books were, but there really wasn't anything she could do about that being locked up.


Month 1 Day 2 ½ (Arthur)

A soft knock on the door woke Arthur from his slumber. He mumbled something incoherent and rolled over on his stomach, resting his head between his arms. There was another knock on the door, but Arthur was too tired to care to get up and answer it. So he ignored it.

Finally the door creaked open and soft footsteps made their way to the bed. Arthur knew it was Cobb, but he didn't open his eyes, feeling the tiring events finally catch up to his exhausted body.

"Arthur." Cobb softly said.

"Hmmm?" Arthur grunted.

"Eames is back. Did you want to get started?" Cobb asked, observing Arthur's still form.

"Huh? Yeah." Arthur opened his eyes and moved. Cobb frowned.

"Maybe you should sleep more. You're tired."

"I'm fine." Arthur quickly said, sitting up and letting his feet fall to the floor with a thud.

"I'll give you some privacy." Cobb briskly left the room and shut the door behind him, allowing Arthur to get up and get dressed.

Arthur waited until he heard the soft click the door made as it closed before standing up and moving to the closet to search for a new suit. He sighed, as he glanced to Ariadne's side of the closet.

Her scarves were the only things that were neatly organized and Arthur chuckled, running his fingers over the soft fabrics. He loved the strange quirks she had and even though she wasn't the most organized person, he still loved her for it. She helped him relax and he wasn't as uptight as he used to be.

Unable to handle the flood of memories that Ariadne's scarves brought him, he grabbed the nearest suit and tie, not bothering to check if they matched. He rushed out of the closet and got dressed, letting out an exasperated sigh when his tie was brown and didn't match his black suit.

He grabbed a blue tie and carefully placed his brown one where the blue one had been. He heard a knock on the door again and frowned.

"Yes?"

"You ok in there?" Dom's concerned voice filled the silent air.

"Yeah, I'll be out in a minute." Arthur replied, adjusting his tie, grabbing his shoes and socks and quickly putting them on.

He opened the door slowly and Dom stood there, his eyebrows raised. Arthur ignored his look and stepped around him. Dom reached out and grabbed his shoulder, holding him in place.

"Are you sure you're ok?"

"Dom, I'm fine. I got enough rest. Now let's plan." Arthur shrugged Dom's hand off gently and met his gaze.

"Alright. Let's go. Eames is back and Miles has a pretty good sketch of the layout. So we should be able to do this. As long as they haven't made many changes it won't be too hard to get in and out." Dom replied, a hint of hopefulness in his voice that didn't go unnoticed by Arthur.

"Ah, Artie, there you are." Eames replied gleefully. Arthur shot him a look and Eames' mouth shut. "Well aren't you grumpy?"

"Shut up, Mr. Eames. I'm perfectly fine." Arthur snapped and turned to Miles. "You have the layout?"

"Hey, I have the equipment, don't you want to see it?" Eames whined.

"Yes, in a minute." Arthur nodded, his face stoic.

Miles shuffled into the kitchen and came out with a few pages of sketches. He handed them to Arthur and waited as Arthur observed them carefully.

Arthur grunted and turned to the next page. He sighed and shook his head. Cobb believed they could get in and out of there easily, but Arthur wasn't so sure.

"This is going to be difficult." Arthur finally said as he handed the papers back to Miles.

"Why?" Cobb asked, taking the papers from Miles.

"They have multiple layers with multiple hallways and stairwells. We don't know which level she'll be in and we don't even know if they've added anything to this. And on top of that their security will be extremely high, which means that any of those stairwells, hallways, or floors could have set traps to go off at even the slightest disturbance."

"She'll be in the third level down." Miles replied. "That's where they keep their captives. It's quite a nice place actually. The rooms are furnished and there are bathrooms in them. She'll be fine, unless they really want something from her, then they'll torture her. But it seems as if they want you Arthur, so I think she should be fine."

It didn't ease Arthur's mind. "Let's hope that she's ok. Eames, bring over the equipment."

Eames nodded and strode into the other room, coming back with two large cases, similar to the silver PASIV.

"Alright, this one has all of the cameras and video feed." He placed the case next to Arthur's left leg. "And this one has all the audio feed. It will allow us to keep in contact with each other, but the reception isn't too great, especially if we are three levels down, so don't count on being able to talk to her all the time or at all. If we don't get a signal, then our communication will be cut off." Eames sighed and rubbed his head after he placed the second case next to Arthur's right leg.

"Well let's hope it does work." Arthur mumbled, wanting to be able to hear his wife's voice and know she's ok.

"The video feed will allow you to be able to see that she's alright. But like the audio feed it may cut off once I'm down there. So we have to hope for the best." Eames quickly added. Arthur nodded slightly and furrowed his brow in thought.

"Alright, so the plan is to send Eames in. Right?" Miles asked, breaking Arthur out of his thoughts.

Arthur nodded. "He'll be going in for us in two months. That will give us enough time to get the feed off of him and figure out the best way to get in and out."

"And with your layouts we are able to decide which entrance will work best." Cobb added.

"The back entrance at the second floor will be the easiest to get into. That's the one I got out of." Miles said, pointing to a small balcony with a fire escape.

"Are you sure there aren't cameras there that will tip us off?" Arthur asked.

Miles shook his head. "Their cameras don't have the ability to work well at night. I have no idea why they don't fix that, it is a major flaw in their security, so we should try to break in at night."

Arthur brought his hand to his chin and closed his eyes, visualizing the plan. He opened them and turned to Eames.

"We're going to drop you off about two miles away from the grounds. You will have to walk the rest of the way and attempt to sneak in. When you sneak in you have to be sure to look like you're snooping around. It will give them the idea that you're there looking for Ariadne. Since they know that you worked with me, they will assume you do know Ariadne and hopefully they will take you to where she is." Arthur said.

Eames nodded. "What happens once I'm inside?"

"You'll walk as slowly as possible so the camera can record anything that can be useful to us. If you see security cameras, locks that need passwords or codes, and hidden rooms, try to get those on camera. If they put you in the same room as Ari, keep an eye on her for me." Arthur's voice and expression softened and Eames nodded.

"If what Arthur says is true, you could very well be stuck in there for at least three more months, unless by some miracle we're able to get in there sooner." Cobb spoke up.

Miles nodded. "They're more lenient with people going in. It's with them coming out that they're resilient about."

"Great. So I may be stuck inside a boring building with a woman for three months." Eames grunted, crossing his arms. Arthur turned and glared at him.

"That woman is my wife." He growled.

"Just because she's your wife doesn't mean I want to spend three months in a small room with her."

"Eames." Cobb's voice calmly told Eames to stop.

"I'm sorry Arthur, just giving you a hard time."

"Well now's not the time." Arthur snapped and turned back to Miles. Do you think we should send him in soon?"

"Two months sounds the best. Stick to your original plan. I'd work on getting them out of there more than getting him in. We want to try to break them out less than three months."

"Alright. Eames, get familiar with the equipment, you're going to need it. And hopefully they don't take them away from you or find them on you. That could complicate things and make it harder to get you out."

Cobb and Arthur left the room, leaving Eames and Miles to pull out the small cameras and microphones. They observed the items carefully and learned how to use them.

"Are you ready for this? It's going to be hard. We're going to have to rent a small cabin in Canada for a few months."

"I'll get on it." Arthur replied.

"Of course." Cobb sighed and watched his friend and Point Man snap into work mode.


Month 1 Day 20 (Ariadne)

Ariadne hated being stuck in this room. She was going crazy and couldn't help but feel annoyed and restless. She paced the room a lot, silently hoping that Arthur would burst in and save her, but she knew that wasn't likely.

She moved to sit on the bed and frowned, rubbing the small swell on her stomach. It wasn't too noticeable, but she was able to notice it. She was almost four months along and it was clear that she would start showing a lot more really soon. She just hoped she wouldn't get too huge for her to walk around.

As she sat thinking about her growing stomach, a sudden fear welled up in her. What if they came in to check up on her and noticed that she was pregnant and threatened to take her baby.

She shook her head determinedly and clenched her fist. She wouldn't let them do that.

"Arthur, please come soon." She whispered, hugging herself and slouching. "We need you."


So what did you think...it's a slower chapter, but things needed to get planned. The next chapter will have larger time jumps...I'm not planning on this being a long fanfic, but I am making the chapters a little longer than my previous story. So hopefully that makes up for this. But I'm not planning on this story being longer than 20 chapters...if even that...so leave a review! And thanks for reading!