A/N a decent sized chapter! Yay! :D this is all I've written up to so soon I'll start the one-shots :) I think some Eames and the kids would be cute. Then some fluff afterwards :D
Legal-Assassin-006: Eames is my excuse to do mean things haha! And here's Arthur! :D

Arthur and Cobb crawled out of the cab, both James and Phillipa in tow. Arthur, holding a bouquet of flowers, went ahead of them, practically running towards the door. He hadn't seen Ariadne in at least four good months.

"Slow down, the kids, monkey see monkey do." Cobb went mostly unheard.

Arthur threw open the door, and walked with his signature half smile. But when he came face to face with an FBI agent, one he knew too well, all hell broke loose.

With his free hand, he threw a punch, missing. "please, Arthur."
Sadusky took multiple steps to the side. Arthur spun towards him, throwing more punches, all of them missing. He tried desperately not to smash the roses. It wasn't working out too well.

Dom finally heard the struggle and ran in. Leaving his kids at the doorway, he pulled Arthur back. "Not yet!" He struggled. "He has more." Arthur finally noticed the snipers, all peering in through half opened doorways, guns pointed at him.

He finally brought his arms to his sides, shrugging off Cobb's hold but still tense. The roses lay on the ground from being knocked out of his hand by Cobb.

He was panting, and his eyes bore holes through Sadusky.
"Eames!" Called out, "You sold us out you bastard!"

"No I didn't." Eames stepped forward. "What a show," he clapped his hands. "Are those roses for me?" Arthur spit at his feet then wiped his mouth.

"Where is Ariadne?" Arthur spoke slowly.

"If you'll give me a moment." Thomas Sadusky signaled towards a circle of chairs.

Reluctantly, Cobb and Arthur walked towards the chairs. "You better not have risked my family," Cobb whispered harshly to Arthur.

"Ben, Riley. Come join us please." Both sat.

"This," Sadusky motioned towards Ben. "Is your mark. Or was." He then held out the manilla folder. "And this. This is all the information on your new mark, but also your employer."

"I'm lost, you're not here to take my kids? Or arrest me?" Cobb eyed The three men across from him suspiciously.

"No, that is why Mr. Arthur's attempt to attack me was inappropriate."

"It's my job to protect my team." He said as if strained. Ariadne walked over to him and rested a hand on his shoulder. He smiled weakly up to her, thankful for her attempt to comfort him. Riley watched intently, a scowl creasing his forehead.

"Well, your team has grown. This is Ben gates. History major, as well as other things. And this is Riley Poole. He's a brilliant techie, one of the best. He's outsmarted my branch of service before. In a way, he's better at your job than you are, Arthur."

"That's a low way to undermine me. I don't give a shit what he does, just as long as my team and I aren't arrested."

"So you'll do it?" Sadusky asked.

"Do we really have any choice? How long do we have?"

"One month. I'll leave you then. If you need anything, Ben knows my contacts." Sadusky rose, brushed at his shoulders, and walked towards the exit. As soon as the door shut behind him Arthur jumped up and checked for snipers. All had left.

"Arthur?" Ariadne walked up to him. "That was crazy, and not like you. You've had a run in with him before." He was surprised at how easily she had figured that out.

"Ya." he stated as if thats all that needed to be said on the matter. "How've you been? Eames hasn't been, you know."

She smiled, Riley noted it was the same genuine smile she'd given him. "I've been good. Just trying to keep my hold on reality."

"You didn't answer my question about Eames." He smirked. He hadn't felt so comfortable around someone in so long.

Arthur looked up, noticing Riley's trailing glance. "Can I help you?" He didn't sound angry, he sounded like a receptionist.

"No-no. I was just-" Riley quickly turned around and walked towards Ben. Who was already looking through little details in the packet.

Yusuf casually tagged behind Riley. "I'm sorry," he started. "It's always like this, someone gets mad at somebody else."

"Does that Eames guy constantly sulk alone?" Riley asked.

Yusuf shrugged. "Not normally but somethings been bothering him lately."

"And, Uh. Arthur and Ariadne. Are they-"

"No, but he wishes they were." Yusuf noticed Riley's shoulders relax.

"Oh." Was all Riley said. "And what about this Cobb guy?" he asked, watching Dom who was staring blankly at his kids, They'd already found a distraction as they threw paperclips at each other.

Yusuf laughed. "He's a soap-opera, a tragedy, and a trauma wrapped up in one."

"That sure clears things up," Ben finally spoke, lifting his head. "Yusuf, was it? I need a computer with Internet access. Riley needs to get to work, this packet has hardly any information."

"Uh, go to Arthur for that. He's in charge of research, he is the point man."

"Awesome, and I need to try out the PASSIV." Yusuf looked at him with confusion. "It says so on Sadusky's list of To-DO's," Been clarified.

"Wait a minute, PASSIV?" Riley asked. "The dream sharing machine? I'm sorry, research has to wait. I need to try this thing."

"Fine," Cobb suddenly emerged from his desk. "I'll take you under. Yusuf, I think a lower dose this time. Beginners don't need heavy sedatives." Yusuf nodded and walked towards his "chemist corner."

"Arthur, Ariadne? One of you can come. A good group ice-breaker. But someone needs to watch the kids."

"I'll go," Both Arthur and Ariadne spoke. Eames finally appeared. Walking up with a crooked smile.

"I'll watch the kids. You too probably have some catching up to do. Plus your all completely addicted."

"I was gonna say thanks, but now-"

"Just go, before I change my mind." Eames directed his words to Arthur with an air of pity.

"Goodbye Mr. Eames." He said almost jokingly.

A/N I think Arthur being extra on edge in this story makes sense. Sorry if he seems out of his "refined-perfect" character. But I like this better. Y'know, him stickin up for himself :) plus I feel his calmness is overused in stories and this feels more original.
Ps: how was the little fluff I threw in? Good? Cheesy?