After dinner, Ariadne convinced Arthur to watch a movie, a sappy romantic comedy that already had Arthur rolling his eyes.

"Come on, it's not that bad."

Ariadne said after the credits rolled up the screen.

"Yeah but is that really something you want? Like that guy that always saves the girl and then they fall in love, it's so cliche."

Arthur said.

"No, I don't want a guy to save me. And that's not what you should get from this movie."

"Okay, then what should I get?"

"Love wins over everything."

Ariadne explained. Arthur chuckled.

"I never pinned you as the hopeless romantic type."

"Well, we learn new things every day."

Ariadne concluded.

"I'm going to bed."

"I'll be there in a minute."

Arthur said, slightly baffled at her rather rude comment. Had he struck a chord? Ariadne changed in a silk pyjama set that she had bought earlier. And when Arthur came back in the room, he went straight to the bathroom to wash the gel out of his hair. He came back out barely five minutes later in sweatpants and a grey t-shirt. He slid under the covers next to Ariadne who was already asleep.

"I'm never gonna let anything happen to you, my architect."

He whispered as he wrapped his arms around her sleeping form. They woke up late the next morning, so when they got up, it was already time to pack they stuff up and make their way to the boat.

"What if bounty hunters have found out we're gonna be on the boat and are gonna be there to?"

Ariadne asked as they were crossing the little bridge towards the boat, as they had rented the penthouse, they were the first to board. The staff had left with their suitcases and Arthur had offered to carry Ariadne's bag but she had firmly refused.

"I'll take them out before they can take a look at you, don't worry."

"That doesn't make me feel better, Arthur."

"I know, but don't worry, as long as we're close, you're gonna be fine. Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do."

Arthur put their keycard against the magnetic pad and opened the door. Ariadne gawked at the beauty of the room. They were at the front of the boat, a beautiful living room sat in front of the gigantic window that looked over the ocean. They also had a dinning room, a bathroom and a large bedroom.

"I know did my research on the staff, we can let the maid in, other than that, when we're inside, the door will always be locked and when we're outside all information that could point to us being in this room should be hidden in the safe."

"Okay."

Ariadne said, still looking around the room. She noticed a mirror and inspected their appearance, they really looked like they belonged, Arthur in his grey three piece and dress shoes and Ariadne in her beige sundress and same coloured sandals. Soon, it was time for their departure from the port and as Ariadne insisted, they went up the the top deck and watched the land slowly get farther and farther away. Then they went to the safety briefing even if Arthur thought it was a complete and utter waste of time because Ariadne told him she would make him endure the entire three hours of the titanic movie. By 6, they were back in their room and ready to go to dinner.

"This boat is beautiful."

Ariadne said, staring at the staircases that joined at the top. They went up and entered the restaurant.

"Hello, how could I help you this evening?"

The receptionnist asked.

"We'd like a table for two please, preferably close to a window."

Arthur said. He knew they could ask for almost anything considering that it was a fact know to the staff that they were in the penthouse.

"Of course, right this way."

They followed a waiter to a table. They looked through the menu and ordered.

"What would you like to do tomorrow?"

Arthur asked.

"I'm not sure, maybe just enjoy the pool."

"Sounds lovely."

Arthur declared as the waiter came back to take their order. They ate and soon enough found themselves walking back outside the restaurant.

"I'm gonna go walk around the top decks, since the sun has set, I don't think anyone will still be up there."

"I'll go with you."

Arthur told her and they went up the elevator. When they walked outside, Ariadne immediately felt the cold air on her bare shoulders and arms and Arthur, as always, offered his suit jacket. She took it gratefully and slid it over herself, grabbing Arthur's hand afterwards. She pulled him to the railing and leaned over it, inhaling the freeing smell of the salty water. Arthur put his hands on either side of her and leaned his head on her shoulder, doing the same. After a few minutes, she kissed his cheek and they resumed their walk.

"Why did you continue shared dreaming if you had such a horrible experience in the army?"

"Because even though they had us do horrible things, it was still so exhilarating. It's just..."

"Pure creation."

Ariadne finished with a smile, quoting the words they had said to each other all those months ago.

"What did you think the first time you saw me?"

"I thought, 'oh god, why did Cobb bring a little girl in all of this?'. How about you?"

"I thought, 'great, another jerk in a suit'."

"Wow, thank god we got past those first impressions."

Arthur laughed, followed by Ariadne. They walked a little more and then came to an unspoken agreement to go back to their room.

"Goodnight, Arthur."

"Sweet dreams, Ari."

They woke up late the next morning, being two of the lucky few whose rooms were out of range for the very loud, unpleasant and early morning announcements. Ariadne woke up first, she got out of bed carefully not to wake up Arthur who was still sleeping peacefully. She went to the bathroom and change into her plain white bikini top and high waisted bottom. Then she wrote a note to Arthur.

I'm at the pool, come and meet me there.

Ari

And then she drew a little heart beside her name. It had been almost half an hour later that Arthur had arrived. Ariadne almost fell over when she saw that Arthur wasn't in his usual three piece, wearing a black swimsuit instead along with sneakers. He carried a towel and had a pair of aviator sunglasses on and his hair wasn't gelled, instead it hung lightly around his face in uneven curls and waves. Needless to say, Ariadne found him very attractive at that moment.

"Arthur, over here!"

She called as she saw him looking around for her. When he saw her, a smile light up his face and he made his way to her.

"Good morning."

She smiled.

"Good morning."

He echoed back, still smiling.

"How's the water?"

He asked.

"Oh, I haven't gone in yet, I'm enjoying the very short amount of time I have under the sun until I burn before."

Ariadne had very pale skin so she didn't tan, she burned, easily.

"Did you put sunscreen on?"

Arthur asked being the protective guy he is.

"Yes, I have some in my bag if you want any."

She told him. He nodded and looked through the bag, finding the cream and putting it on.

"Could you help me with my back?"

He asked.

"Sure."

Ariadne said and she dropped some sunscreen on her hand and rubbed it into his skin.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

She said. Barely five minutes later, she felt her skin start to tingle lightly.

"I'm going for a swim."

She said as she walked to the pool. There weren't that many people there because they had gone to the pool where kids weren't allowed. Arthur nodded and followed her in the water.

"This is nice."

He said flipping onto his back and floating around. Ariadne chuckled.

"What?"

"Nothing, I've just never seen you this relaxed before."