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I sat in the white empiness of the hospital hallway. I couldn't think, couldn't move. I could barely breath. Arthur and Cobb had driven me to the hospital, but only Cobb stayed.

It was all my fault. I made him leave. I left him. Now I had killed both of my brothers.

"Mr Eames?" I looked up, where a clean, overly polite nurse was standing. She was young, must have been about the same age as Ariadne. I gave her a small comforting smile.

"Your brother Andy was hit by an on-coming cab. He was stable until we got him in the ambulance. He died before he reached the hospital." My heart faultered at hearing it offically. She cleared her throat. "I just want you to know that it was as pain-free as possible. Very quick." she added. I gave her a quick nod.

"Thanks." I mumbled. She walked away, leaving me alone again.

I thought about Mum and Dad back in England. I hadn't seen them in 7 years. I was considering calling them, to tell them, but my feet were rooted to the pristine white tiles. I knew they were going to find out eventually and probably come looking for me. I was all that was left for them apart from my sister, and she had disappeared years ago. Her name was Sophie, 2 years younger than me, but just older than Lewis. She wanted to be involved in the dream sharing, but my parents wouldn't let her after what happened to Lewis. She left and never went back. I had heard from her, but the last time I saw her was 4 years ago.

My whole family apart from my parents were involved in the same line of work, and it had killed nearly all of us. I was the best out of the family, and I had always had the most work. I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to continue working.

I then remembered why I started. The ability to take on different forms, to trick people into telling their deepest thoughts. I was dreaming for a living, and making a lot out of it. I got to work with some good people. Even Arthur was someone I enjoyed working with. I would never let him know that though.

"Eames." I looked up and saw Cobb standing over me, playing with his phone. I sighed and motioned to the seat next to me, where he collapsed.

"So...what are you gonna do?" he asked. I snorted and looked down at the ground.

"Nothing. I'm gonna go back to work as if nothings happened." I said. I hoped he wouldn't disagree with me. Luckily, he didn't. He just nodded his head. I stood up and brushed out my jacket.

"Shall we go?"

He looked at me in confusion.

"Right now?"

I rolled my eyes. "No, thursday. Yes right now." He stood up slowly.

"Don't you want to...?" He motioned to the hospital room next to us. My stomach lurched.

"No. I don't. I want to remember him alive." I said. He nodded his head and we walked down the hallway, heads down. We got into Cobb's car, and as we were pulling away, I heard my phone buzzing. I flipped it open.

"Hello?" I asked into the reciever.

"Eames, are you alright?" I choked.

"Sophie?"

"Yeah you bastard, where are you?"

"Paris."

"Working?" I paused.

"Yeah. Listen, Soph-"

"I already know."

"Oh."

There was silence for a few moments.

"Listen, I was just calling to make sure you were all right."

"I'm fine. What about you?"

"I'm fine."

"Working much?"

"No."

"Oh?"

"Eames. I've stopped it all together." My heart dropped.

"Why?"

"...I have a family now." I almost vomited, but I didn't in case Cobb was particularly fond of his leather seats.

"What?"

"Yeah, a little boy and everything." I heard talking in the background. How wholesome, I thought.

"Oh, well I suppose it's a good thing then. Why didn't you tell me?" I asked slowly. There was a moment of silence, and I could tell she was figuring out what to reply with.

"Because I don't want any of them to meet you." I felt my throat close.

"Fair enough." I said firmly.

"Look, I love you, but just for now, I'm trying to keep my family as far away from this as possible."

"Right."

"I have to go, but promise me you're alright."

"I'm fine! I'm going to let you go, but first...what's his name?"

There was a short burst of talking from an exited infant, and I felt myself smile.

"John."

I laughed.

"How original."

"Piss off. It worked out well for you." I nodded.

"Right, well...bye, I guess."

"Yeah..bye."

"Love you."

"You too."

The phone went dead. I flipped it back and stuffed it into my pocket. Cobb looked at me.

"Everything alright?"

I nodded.

"Yeah, everything is great acually."

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