"What the hell is limbo?" Robert snapped, his hand pushing his hair out of his face as he sat Jenny up, his other hand still resting on her stomach in a feeble attempt to stop the bleeding from her that area. Her whole dress was now drenched in blood and her breathing was becoming shallow. Cobb knew that he had to act before something terrible happened to her. He had no choice but to take her down to the next level. They had to keep her going. She and Saito were in the same boat.

"It's a constant dream...she'll be asleep for a long time."

"How long?"

"Decades...months...it is hard to say. There is nothing down there," Cobb spoke, his own hands shaking as he pushed his blonde hair behind his ears and Robert seemed to pale more than he had thought possible, his head moving from side to side as if he were watching some tennis match.

"No," Robert replied. "Is there no way to save her? This isn't real. There has to be a way."

"We need to take her down to the next dream with us."

"A dream within a dream?" Robert checked and Cobb nodded.

"But we need to act quickly, Mr Fischer," he informed Robert who looked down at Jenny who managed to flutter her lids open and look up to him, managing a small and encouraging smile on her face as she squeezed his hand and he resisted the urge to cry in front of her. He couldn't do that. He had to be strong for her sake. "We need you to remember the numbers which they had asked you for the safe code."

"Christ," Robert mumbled, bowing his head as he did so and closing his eyes. "Five...there was a five there...a two...eight..."

"Keep going, Mr Fischer," Cobb pushed him and the young man gulped loudly, looking up to the ceiling as if it held the answer.

"Four...yes, four...nine...and one!"

"That's good," Cobb spoke and pulled his phone out quickly whilst Jenny spoke lowly.

"You're going to be fine," she promised Robert and he smiled down at her, trying to not sniff loudly as he bent his mouth down to her forehead and kissed her gently.

"So are you," he assured her.

"Mr Fischer, we need to be going," Cobb said. "Can you carry Jenny or would you like me to?"

"I can," Robert said and he managed to stand on his wobbling two feet before carrying her in his arms, holding her tightly against his side. Blood fell onto his jacket as he did so but he didn't care. His main priority was keeping his fiancée safe and alive. After what had happened he couldn't believe it.

The two men swiftly moved down the hallways until they saw another man and a young woman stood outside a room, the pair of them eyeing them with some familiarity. Cobb turned back to look at the hesitant Fischer and he nodded in assuring at him.

"They're working with us," he promised Robert who nodded once. He didn't care who they were. His main priority was getting Jenny down to the next level and making sure she was safe. Cobb led Fischer past Ariadne and Arthur into the suit, motioning to the bed where he laid Jenny, sitting on the edge of it and holding onto her hand.

"What the hell happened?" Arthur hissed at Cobb who rested his hands onto his hips and shook his head, looking onto the plush carpet whilst Ariadne remained confused and dazed.

"She shot herself...well...during a tussle. I told her not to. She didn't listen to me," Cobb snapped out and Arthur couldn't resist the roll of his eyes. "We need to take her down to the next dream with us."

"Brilliant," Arthur said; sarcasm apparent in his voice as he did so. "We need to act quickly then."

"We will," Cobb replied, his head nodding to the doorway where the projection of Peter Browning stood.

"Robert?" he called out and Fischer's eyes turned to the doorway and his eyes went wide as he saw him. "What happened to Jennifer?"

"Stay away from her," Robert said lowly. "It was you, wasn't it? You planned the kidnapping."

"Robert," Browning shook his head. "I did what I had to do. I had to keep you from biting the bait which your father set up for you."

"What are you talking about?" Fischer asked, his brows furrowing together and his hand holding Jenny's still, stroking her knuckle whilst Ariadne found a blanket and scrunched it up, pressing down on the wound.

"Your father's last will was a taunt to you. He wanted you to dissolve the company. I couldn't let you do that. I've worked hard enough for that Empire. I can't let you rise up to his taunt."

"Why would I ruin my own inheritance?" Fischer enquired and Browning sighed once as Cobb spoke again. "I wouldn't be stupid enough to do that."

"I couldn't take the risk." Browning defended himself and Robert contained the snort which wanted to escape his lips before he noted Eames and Saito enter the room, both of them looking out of breath as they did so.

"Eames," Cobb spoke loudly, jutting his chin out in the direction of Browning and Eames nodded in understanding, moving his gun from his hold and hitting the man on top of the head, knocking him out as Robert pointed to his godfather.

"What did you do that for?" he wondered, his voice stressed and curt.

"We need him to come down with us and you need to go into his dream to see what he has been hiding from you. It is the only way to see what has been happening and keep your fiancée alive."

"Jesus Christ," Robert complained as Eames noted the young woman on the bed and he moved over to her, his finger reaching out and he checked the pulse on her neck.

"What happened to her?" he asked and Robert's eyes moved down onto his hand on his fiancée's neck and he glowered at him.

"She's been shot," he simply said. He couldn't admit that he blamed himself for what had happened to her. He had been the one who had the gun. He shouldn't have let her snatch it from him.

"We need to go now, Mr Fischer," Cobb said and Robert nodded, helping them to set up the process for going into the next dream.

...

"Jenny...Jenny..." Robert coughed out as he woke up again, his body covered in a large white coat. It made it hard for him to stand up as he looked around himself and noted Ariadne and Cobb.

It took a moment for him to look to the side where Eames stood, his body bent down as he helped Jennifer up from the floor and Saito knelt in the snow, coughing up blood.

"Robert," Jennifer mumbled his name, her voice low and confused as he stumbled closer to her and took her from Eames' hold, unable to believe that she was still with him. "What's happening?"

"My godfather isn't everything he has claimed to be," he said to her, still disgusted with what he had heard. "We need to get going, Jen."

Jennifer nodded quickly in agreement before doubling over in pain and wheezing as blood fell from her mouth and Cobb exchanged knowing glances with Eames.

"Couldn't you dream up a beach, huh?" Fischer complained, his hands resting on Jenny's cheeks and feeling the cold as he did so.

"We'll take that into consideration next time," Eames mumbled back to him with a roll of his eyes.

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