Chapter 14 One missed call

As they walked back to the car all Eames' could think was how great this night had been so far and how nothing could ruin it. The thought never crossed his mind about the mission and what he was really here to do. He didn't care anymore the woman of his dreams was walking next to him enjoying the night. They enjoyed a light conversation on their way back to his car. It didn't take them long to get settled into the car and off to their next destination, the hotel. Eames had no intent on getting lucky tonight, it was just getting late and they both had early morning tomorrow. Their conversation continued as they drove down the interstate, until a light beep came to their ears. Looking around for a moment Alexandria laughed to herself.

"I forgot I left it in the car." Reaching down for her bag that she had left on the passenger floor she rummaged through it pulling out her phone. Flipping open her phone she saw she had one missed call. Reading who it was from she shrugged. "It was just my brother, it must not have been too important." She flipped her phone shut.

"Why would you say that?" he asked as she turned to him.

"It was only one call, plus it is getting late, he must be worried." Eames nodded and turned back to the road, they went on with their conversation all the way back to the hotel. After they arrived and parked the car, Eames held his arm out for her and he escorted her into the hotel. Their conversation continued on in the elevator and down the hall to where she was staying. She pulled the key out her bag and opened the door to her room. She barely made it through the door before she was caught by the arms of a familiar friend. It caught Eames of guard as this new face pushed her back out into the hallway.

"Where have you been!" It took her a moment to focus on who stood before her. "Your brother asked me to find you!"

"Uncle Peter?" she said as she moved away from him and out of his grasp. "What's wrong?" Eames looked back and forth between the two.

"Your brother didn't send you a message." Alexandria looked at him questionably.

"He called but . . . wait what has happened?" She asked with sudden panic.

"It's your father. . ." Browning didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence as he watched her run back down the hall way. Eames was quick to follow her. She gasped in the elevator and Eames was speechless.

"Will you take me?" She turned and asked him, he nodded and agreed. They walked quickly to the car and Eames drove quickly to the hospital, while a nervous Alexandria sat anxiously in her seat. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot Alexandria did not wait for him to park the car, she was out the first chance that she got. Running into the hospital she wasted no time getting to an elevator. Eames was shocked as he parked the car and tried to follow her as well. Alexandria made it to her father's floor quickly and ran into his room. She was stopped by her brother who she pushed away from her.

"One phone call Robert!" she shouted at him as she made her way to her father's side. Taking his hand she smiled down at him. "What's wrong?"

"The doctors say that he won't last the night." Robert spoke approaching the bed.

"He was fine this morning." She whispered as she watched her father sleep. The room was quiet for a moment before rapid footsteps came through the door and her brother shouted.

"Get him out!" Alexandria turned sharply to see Eames a bit flustered.

"No! He can stay." She approached the security and pushed them off and grabbed Eames' hand pulling him along with her.

"Alexandria this is not necessary." Robert whispered leaning over his father to speak to her.

"He will stay, since I know now that even my own brother is unable to call me when my father I deathly ill." Robert threw his arms in the air and walked away from her.

It was long after the argument between Alexandria and Robert that their father had passed. Eames had held her as she cried and returned her to her hotel room. He had left soon after returning to his own hotel. He couldn't believe that it was time already. They were going to have to get to work soon in order to be successful. As he opened the door to his room he was greeted by Ariadne and Arthur, the rest of the group had also gathered in his room. Eames sighed as he looked around.

"Maurice Fischer is dead." He whispered sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"How do you know?" Dom asked crossing his arms over his chest staring down Eames. Eames rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Because, I was in the room when he died."

"What?" Dom asked stunned. "How were you in the room when he died?"

"Because Eames has been seeing Alexandria Fischer." Arthur spoke up, not wanting to but having a need to at the moment.

"After we warned you not to!" Dom shouted out and Arthur stood, he knew this could end badly. "This is bad Eames, this could compromise the entire mission! How the hell are you going to get on that plane now without Robert raising an eye brow at it?" Dom came in close and was yelling in Eames' face. Eames stood pushing Dom back.

"Because she asked me to come with them!" Eames shouted over to Dom causing him to stop his babbling and yelling.

"How?" Arthur asked and Eames smirked.

"Because I did the opposite of what you asked!" the entire group was shocked at the new events that kept unfolding as the story went on. "I saw her, got to know her, she trusts me."

"Was this all apart of you plan?" Dom asked.

"My plan is quiet different than yours Dom." Eames whispered. "But we need to get ready and quit this ridiculous bickering."

"He is right Dom, this is stupid, Robert isn't going to object to Eames being on the plane, and Robert doesn't even know us, this is no big deal." Dom didn't want to hear any more and left the room.

"You can blame him for being angry." Ariadne said aloud knowing Dom's situation better than most.

"Yes, but I can be angry for him never understanding." Eames said before disappearing out of the hotel room as well. It was going to be a long night and a even longer day tomorrow. It all started tomorrow. Pulling out his phone as he sat down at the hotels bar, he sent a message to Alexandria not expecting a reply. He knew that she was upset and wanted nothing to do with anyone at the moment. When he got a reply he smiled. She had gotten him a seat on the plane. Everything was going to be fine as long as they kept to the plan.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, still recovering from my teeth being pulled. Let me know what you think. It is shocking me to see how many hits the story is getting. Thanks everyone! I have to say this was hard for me to write but this chapter had to be done!