Eames sighed, pulling irritably at the binds around his wrists. He was currently chained to a wall, suspended above a pool of water, typical. This was just perfect, he was the hostage, and in a certain amount of time he was going to be killed unless he was saved by his team who had to first find each other, and then find him and get him out of there.

In a time like this, Eames would normally tell himself to "look on the bright side," but in this particular circumstance, he couldn't see one. It would take a miracle to get him out of there.

Dream

Little did Eames know, about ten miles away, a miracle was being constructed.

Cobb and Arthur had already found each other and were now searching for the third member of their party, whoever that may be.

"Who do you think it is? The captive I mean." Arthur wondered.

Cobb shrugged, "It could be Ariadne, just to piss you off, or it could be Eames, just to piss him off."

"Yeah, Eames would hate being locked up. But, in your opinion, who is it? Because if we know who's being help captive, then we'll have a better idea as to where to find the person not being help captive."

"I don't know," Cobb said with a sigh, "I can't even pretend to have any idea what this guys going to do. What are your thoughts?"

The street was silent for a moment before Arthur replied, "Eames. He wouldn't take Ariadne just to spite me, he needs a better reason, and as far as I can tell there isn't one. But with Eames, I don't think Richard needs a reason."

Cobb paused to maul over Arthur's idea, "Ya know, I think you're right, nice work."

Arthur barely smiled at the compliment, his mind already trying to figure out where Ariadne and Eames would be.

Dream

Ariadne tentatively put a hand on the door knob and for the fifth time that night pulled it back off. She wasn't sure if she should leave or stay where she was. She didn't know which would better help her team, stay put so they could find her, or wander off and hope she found them, it was a tough decision.

Finally she made up her mind and pulled the door open. The street before her was empty except for the buildings that lined the wall.

'Another ghost town.' She thought to herself as she made her way down the road. No projections popped out at her as she walked, even though she expected them around every corner. It was absolutely silent. And then she got an idea.

Everything was quiet, just a big empty void of quiet, so quiet, that if you dropped a needle, the sound of metal hitting cement would carry several streets over. She would use that to her advantage, except she had something a little louder in mind than a needle, a scream, perhaps.

Ariadne took a deep breath, then released it in the longest, loudest scream she had ever made. She inhaled deeply, satisfied with her work, that would do.

Three streets over Cobb and Arthur were walking when they heard the scream. Arthur stiffened, his head cocked slightly to the side.

"Where's that coming from?" Cobb shouted.

"This way!" Arthur screamed back, then dashed off down the nearest street on their left.

"Arthur, Arthur slow down! You're not going to find her by running around like a mad man! We need to pinpoint exactly where its coming from."

"There's no time to be exact Cobb, she's that way!" Arthur pointed strait down the street. "We have to find her!"

"Yes, and we will. Just trust me here OK? We will find her."

At that moment the scream wavered, and a few seconds later cut off all together. "That way." That said together, then sprinted down the street.

Ariadne didn't have to wait for two minutes after her scream for Arthur and Cobb to come barreling down the street at full speed. Arthur stopped in front of her and cupped her face in his hands, his eyes searching her worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you,"

"What were you doing?"

Ariadne smiled, "I just thought that would be a good way for you guys to find me, and you did!"

Arthur's face hardened as his eyes focused on something behind her, "So did they." He said darkly.

Ariadne looked behind her and saw a pack of projections running for them, as if they were on a hunt.

"Oh god, I am so sorry, I didn't think any of them were here!"

"It's OK, just run!" Arthur gripped her wrist tightly and pulled her down the street, "Go!" He shouted to Cobb.

Dom waited for them to catch up to him before taking off at a full sprint. They ran through across streets and through buildings, and they stopped only when the pounding of feet could no longer be heard from behind them.

"What was with the scream?" Questioned Cobb as they tried to catch their breath.

"I thought you'd find me easier." Ariadne replied through gulps of air.

"Smart, scared the shit out of us, but smart." Cobb nodded his approval.

Ariadne beamed, quite proud of herself. "Thanks, I didn't mean to scare you, honest."

"We know, its alright. At least we're all together now," Arthur exhaled sharply as he stood to his full height, "Well, almost."

"Eames." Ariadne sighed.

"We're still no closer to finding him." Cobb stated darkly.

"I'll just get right on that." Arthur replied, he hadn't meant anything by it, but the comment came across more sarcastic than he had meant it to.

"Arthur come on, I thought we were over this-"

"Cobb no, sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I honestly meant that I'll get right on it, I just need a moment to think."

"Oh," Cobb blinked, "I'm sorry, my fault. Any ideas?"

"How about right there?"

They turned to see Ariadne pointing to the tallest building, sitting smack dab in the middle of the city.

"Do you really think Richard would be that obvious?" Cobb looked doubtful.

"I think he'd be that theatrical." Ariadne smiled, "Face it, he likes a good show. That's all this is to him, a show, and yeah, it may be the most obvious place in the entire town, but how awesome of a set is in there. This is where we have to ask ourselves, is he smart enough not to go with the obvious choice, or is he hungry enough for a good show, to go with the theatrics?"

"There's only one way to find out." Arthur took a step forward.

"We are timed, you remember that don't you? If we're wrong, Eames is dead."

Ariadne shook her head sadly, "We need to start somewhere."

"Ariadne's right, we need to start somewhere and we aren't making any headway just standing here."

"Alright," Cobb nodded, "Theatrics it is."

A/N: OK, first I have to say that I am so terribly sorry this took me so long to post. School just started, and pretty much right away I had auditions for the play, then callbacks, then the first rehearsal, and Monday I have tryouts for flags in band, not to mention homework. Another random thing, I've finally reached double digits! YAY! Thank you for everyone whose stuck with me this far, I'm going to have to beg you all to be patient with me. Please, tell me what you think, its really good motivation! :)