First of all a huge shout out to Strange .x. And .x. Beautiful who gave me the idea for Lena's totem! Thank you so much! :)

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The team woke up inside a room in a swanky hotel.

"I so love it when Yusuf puts us this far under." Eames muttered sarcastically as he admired himself in a mirror.

"What do you mean?" Lena asked.

"We can't die in here. If we do, we go into limbo." He said. She looked confused. "Arthur, tell me you told her about limbo?" Eames seemed bored.

"Yes, I did." He looked at Lena. "I did, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did. I didn't realize we would be so deep."

"It's like the Fischer job all over again." Eames said. "It takes the fun out of it really." He shrugged.

"Did you bring your totem Lena?" Cobb asked her.

"It's in my bag." She smiled.

"Good. Always keep it with you. I'm sure Arthur told you that though."

"Yes he did." She smiled at Arthur.

"You two keep an eye out. Eames, let's go." Cobb said as he and Eames walked out.

"Shall we go dance?" Arthur asked Lena.

"Where?"

"Downstairs. This hotel has a ballroom. Besides, you are dressed for it." He smirked. He was wearing a tuxedo, and she had to admit he looked very handsome. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a long, sleeveless, black dress. It had a modest cut in the front, and was open in the back. Her hair was swept to the side and held in place by a jeweled clip. Arthur cleared his throat.

"Oh, sorry. Sure, let's go downstairs."

"You look stunning." Arthur smiled.

"You don't look so bad yourself." She blushed, and straightened his tie.

"Was it not straight?" He sounded alarmed.

"It's fine." She smiled.

He held out his arm for her, and they walked out of the room to the elevator. "The tricky part is blending in." Arthur whispered in Lena's ear.

She nodded.

"Just follow my lead." He smiled as they stepped off the elevator. They weaved their way through the lobby, and into the ballroom. "Darling, would you care to dance?" Arthur asked in a tone that mocked Eames.

"Of course." She smiled. Before she knew it her left hand was in his, and his right hand was pressed against her back nudging her closer to him. Then they were dancing. Well Arthur was dancing. She was trying to not step on his feet.

"I've never been ballroom dancing before." She admitted.

"I only know how because my mother made me as a child. She promised me that one day I'd impress a woman with it." He smirked.

"Well, it impresses me." She whispered in his ear.

He spun her, and dipped her. He pulled her up and smiled. Her cheeks were flushed. "So much for blending in." She teased.

"Quick, give me a kiss." He pulled her close. She draped her arms over his shoulders and kissed him.

"Pardon me." Someone tapped Lena's shoulder. She pulled away from Arthur and turned around. It was Eames. "May I have this dance?" He held out his hand. He motioned to Arthur to join Cobb at the bar.

"Yes you may." She took Eames hand and they danced.

Arthur rolled his eyes, and walked over to the bar. "Yes?" He asked Cobb.

"It's not there."

"What's not there? The safe?"

"Sh." Cobb hissed. "Yes." He glanced around.

"I, I don't know where else it would be."

"We looked in the other offices. Nothing."

"Look in room 210." Lena whispered. She and Eames had finished dancing, and walked over to them.

"What makes you say that?" Cobb asked.

"The number kept coming up. Maybe it's in that room."

"It's possible." Arthur said.

Eames ordered a drink. He looked at Lena, "Do you want a drink Darling?" He asked earning a groan from Arthur.

"No thank you. I brought my own." She opened her purse and pulled out a small shot glass. She set it down on the bar and it filled with an amber liquid.

"Rum?" Eames asked.

"No." Lena said before she downed the drink. "Vodka." She set the glass back in her purse. "It looks like rum to you, but to me it's vodka."

"May I?" He asked.

"Nope. Only I can touch it. Something about… paradox." She smiled.

Eames grinned. "I should have come up with a totem like that." He said.

"No, then you would be completely snockered the whole time." Cobb chuckled. "Arthur, you and Lena go to the room. Eames and I will wait for you in the Lobby."

"Alright." Arthur took the master key from Cobb.

"Arthur, this doesn't feel right." Lena said.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he opened the door.

"There aren't any people on this floor."

"It's fine." He smiled. They walked into the room. "There's the safe." He glanced around the room. He knelt down and entered the combination. He pulled out some papers and tucked them inside his blazer. "That's it. Let's go." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room.

"Why the urgency?"

"You're right. Something is wrong. We have to check on Cobb and Eames." He said as he started hearing music. "No, not yet. It's too soon." He sighed.

"Mine's on too." She heard distant music.

They stepped off the elevator. The lobby was empty. Well, almost. Cobb was standing over Eames. "What happened?" Arthur demanded.

"Lena!" A voice called.

She spun around. "Ty! What are you doing here?"

"I came to find you, and save you."

"Ty, I'm fine." She knew he was just a projection.

"No, you aren't safe. Let's go." He grabbed her arm.

"Let go." She jerked her arm away.

"Do you want me to shoot him again?"

"You shot that man?" She pointed to Eames.

"Let's just go. I want to keep you safe."

"She's fine." Arthur said. He pulled his gun out and shot Ty. The projection disappeared.

"Oh my gosh!" Lena screamed covering her mouth.

"It's not real." Arthur assured her.

"I know." She set her totem on the counter and took another drink just to be sure. She looked over at Eames.

"How do you know him?" Eames sputtered.

"That's Ty. He's, he's my brother." She kneeled down beside Eames. "How many times did he shoot you?"

"Hell if I know. I think he emptied a round in me. Do you suppose he's mad because I broke his nose?"

"I don't know." Lena's eyes filled with tears. Eames was going to die. That meant he would fall into limbo.

"Don't worry about me Darling." He patted her cheek. "I'll be fine. Tell Ariadne I'm sorry, and that I love her."

"I will." Lena nodded.

"Arthur Darling, will you do the honors?"

"Eames, I can't." Arthur said.

"Oh, bloody Hell Arthur! Just pull the trigger, and put me out of my misery. Admit it. You've always wanted to shoot me."

"No, we just have a few more minutes. Hang on." Arthur grabbed him by his blazer and shook him. Arthur could feel himself being pulled away; out of the dream.

"Yusuf! What's wrong?" Ariadne demanded. Eames was twitching, and his face was contorted like he was in the midst of a nightmare.

"I, uh, um… I…" Yusuf stuttered.

"Just spit it out!" Ariadne yelled.

"I think he's dying."

"WHAT?"

"In the dream Ariadne, not reality."

"He'll go into limbo." She felt panic rise within her.

"Yes he will." Yusuf rubbed his face. "We can only hope that he holds on until they can all come out." His attempt to reassure her failed.

I'm almost done with the next chapter, and I'll probably post it tomorrow. If you have any comments/suggestions let me know. Thanks! :)