Here is chapter 11. I thought I would get it up sooner, but it didn't happen...

I don't own Inception nor do I own the line from "How To Save a Life" by The Fray.

"And I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life."

Eames had been listening to Arthur drone on and on about Daphne and sedatives. He got bored after the first few minutes and started thinking about what he had said to Daphne. He hadn't meant to yell at her. It just came out that way. He felt sick when Ariadne walked in and told Arthur that Daphne wasn't alright.

"What do you mean she's not alright?" Arthur looked as sick as Eames felt.

"I don't know Arthur. I think she just needs time." Ariadne squeezed his hand. "We're going to the hotel so she can try to sleep."

"She may have nightmares." Yusuf said as he walked back in the kitchen. "Just to warn you." He shrugged awkwardly.

Ariadne nodded. "I had my fair share of those."

"Did the sleeping pills help?" He dug around in his bag.

"Yes, they did thank you." She was glad she had them.

Yusuf nodded and mumbled incoherently.

"I'm ready Ari." Daphne pulled her suitcase into the kitchen. She purposefully avoided eye contact with Eames. She was afraid he was still angry and would yell at her again but she knew that Arthur would protect her.

Eames glanced up at her but knew better than to say anything. He thought she looked subdued and lost – the way she looked when she came out of limbo. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he knew she never wore her hair in a ponytail. This wasn't his Daphne. She was lost again, and he was powerless to change it. She looked in his direction for a second and the look in her eyes scared him. Her eyes were blank and unfocused; she wasn't looking at him. She was looking through him.

"Ari are you ready?" Her voice broke through his thoughts.

Ariadne nodded. "I'll call you if I need anything." She hugged Arthur kissing his cheek. "Cross your fingers." She whispered in his ear.

"I'll see you both later." He gave them a half smile.

"I feel so much better." Daphne walked out of the bathroom and plopped on the bed across from Ariadne. "Do you know the shower has jets? It felt so good!"

"I didn't know that, but it would make sense because Arthur reserved the rooms." She was tempted to get a shower herself.

"Is Arthur coming by later?" Daphne scooted under the covers.

"He didn't say, but I'm sure he will." She sat up and stretched. "I think I might take a shower."

"Go for it. I'm going to try to sleep." She pulled the covers over her head.

"Why did you yell at her Nick?" Arthur had wanted to ask him that since he talked to Daphne, but waited until she was gone. He knew it would only cause a bigger scene and make things much worse.

"I didn't mean to. It was just the first thing that came out. I'm sorry alright?" He groaned and hit his hands on the countertop. "I was scared to death Arthur. Seeing her hooked up to the PASIV again brought back memories." He shook his head as if to shake away the memories.

"I'm glad I wasn't here." The words surprised them both. "I probably would have yelled at her too. I had an hour long flight to get my head together."

"I knew that I shouldn't have left her…" He began.

"None of us knew that Dom still had their PASIV." Arthur interrupted. He stopped talking when he heard the back door open and shut.

"Uncle Arthur!" Phillipa squealed as she ran to him.

"Hello Phillipa." He scooped her up in his arms. "How are you?" He kissed her cheek.

"I'm fine. Where is Aunt Daphne? James and I made something for her." She glanced around the kitchen.

"She went with Ariadne to the hotel to get some sleep. She wasn't feeling well."

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!" She started crying and screaming. "She can't die! She just can't!"

Arthur glanced at Eames who wore a startled look that Arthur was sure rivaled his own. "Calm down Sweetheart." He said calmly. "Daphne is not going to die. She's okay."

"No. That's what Dad said when Mommy got sick. He said she wasn't feeling well so she was going to the hotel to get some sleep. She never came back!" She threw her little arms around Arthur's neck and sobbed.

"Phillipa?" Eames walked across the kitchen and tapped her on the shoulder. "Darling, your aunt Daphne is going to be just fine."

"P-promise?" She sniffled looking up at him.

"I promise." He kissed her cheek.

Daphne awoke with a start from her nightmare. She slowly calmed her breathing. "Ari?" She called.

"Yeah?" Ariadne walked out of the bathroom. "Are you okay?"

Daphne was sitting up with her legs crossed, eyes closed, and hands on her knees.

"Nightmare?" She asked sitting down beside her.

"Yeah." Daphne took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "It was terrible."

"Did you have nightmares after you came out of limbo?" She hugged her.

"I did. For days at least maybe even weeks or months – I don't really remember. They seemed to last forever and then one day they were gone. Ugh! Why did I think this was a good idea to go back in again? Why didn't I listen to all of you?" She held her face in her hands.

"I can't answer that." Ariadne wished she could do more to help.

Eames was sprawled out across the bed in the room adjoining Ariadne and Daphne's. Ariadne was going to the hospital to see Pop. Ellie had called and said he had taken a turn for the worse. Ariadne was upset so Arthur had volunteered to take her. How heroic of him Eames thought, and since they were gone, that left him to watch out for Daphne who had been sleeping for about an hour. He was sure she wouldn't want to see him when she woke up. He hadn't figured out what he was going to say to her or how he would even begin to apologize. He jumped up and ran into her room when he heard her start screaming. "Daphne? What's wrong?" He sat down on the edge of the bed.

"N-nightmare. It was horrible." She sobbed into her hands.

"You're awake now. You'll be alright." He squeezed her hand.

"I just have to remember that it wasn't real. This is real." She swung her first at him, but he blocked her with his hands. She glared at him.

"I know I deserved it, but reflexes." He shrugged.

"Well I found my spine." She crossed her arms and a sly grin spread across her face.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was scared to death that I would lose you. I couldn't understand why you would go back in, and I'm sorry Daphne. I felt like it was my fault for leaving you."

"It wasn't your fault Nick." She touched his cheek. "I'm sorry I went under again. I know I scared all of you. I thought I could go in and come out before you guys got back." She shoved him off the bed and he tumbled to the floor.

"Ow." He sat up. "Alright, I deserved that." He grinned sheepishly.

Daphne giggled as she patted the bed. "Sit."

"Can you ever forgive me?" He batted his eyes as he sat beside her on the bed.

"If you can forgive me." She hugged him.

"Of course I can. I like your hair curly by the way." He gently brushed a curly lock away from her face tucking it behind her ear.

"You've never seen it curly?" She seemed surprised. "If I don't blow dry my hair it gets curly like this. Arthur's would do the same if it were longer."

"I've seen his hair in the morning before. It's a disaster." He chuckled.

"It is." She mused. "Where are Arthur and Ariadne?"

"Ari went to the hospital and Arthur went with her being the gentleman that he is." He rolled his eyes.

She yawned. "Will you do something for me?" She completely ignored his response to her first question.

"Anything." He leaned his forehead against hers.

"I just asked for 'something' and you offered 'anything'." She grinned mischievously.

"Hmm. I did didn't I? I'll do anything for you Love. You know I would." He kissed her.

"Will you curl up beside me so I can sleep and maybe not have nightmares?" She seemed hesitant.

"It's worth a shot, and a good excuse to hold you." He curled up beside her. "Scoot over."

She giggled and scooted over to make room for him. "Just don't tell Arthur. You know how he is."

"I wouldn't dream of it Darling. I know how he is." He pressed a kiss into her hair. "Have I told you that I love your hair curly?"

"You mentioned it." She blushed rolling over to face him. "Thank you Nick." She leaned her head against his chest.

"You're welcome Love." He wrapped his arm around her and tipped her face up so her mouth could meet his.

Ariadne walked with Arthur down the hospital's hallway to Pop's room.

"I'll wait out here." Arthur gestured to one of the chairs in the waiting room.

"Thanks Arthur." She hugged him before knocking on the door.

Jack opened the door. "Hey Ari. Come on in."

She nodded and walked inside. Pop was sitting up in bed. He seemed to be doing better which worried her because her dad seemed to get a little better right before he died. Ellie was standing next to Jack. There were two men in suits standing next to the window.

"Ari. Come here child." Pop whispered.

"Yes?" She walked over to him taking his hand in both of hers.

"I am very sorry Ariadne." He closed his eyes and sighed. "I have to go now, but before I do I want to know that you will be alright." He smiled at her.

"I…" She felt the tears well up in her eyes. "I don't know Sir. I'll try, but I don't know if I can. You are the only parent I have left. Who is going to walk me down the aisle when I get married?" The tears finally spilled over.

"Hopefully I will be back by then." He smiled kindly.

"What?" She glanced at Jack. "What is going on here?"

"Ari, the vice president of my company betrayed me." Pop began to explain. "Granted, I was complicit to the extent that I was aware of his activities, but chose to ignore it. I never thought he would turn on me like he did. I didn't shoot myself. He shot me."

"Oh my gosh!" She gasped and covered her mouth.

"So we are taking him into witness protection while we build a case against Victor Mendez." One of the men in suits said.

"FBI?" She looked at them.

They nodded.

"This is getting stranger and stranger." She muttered more to herself than anyone else.

"And you have to walk out of this room as if he is dead." Jack was sympathetic.

"Do this for me Ari." Pop smiled. "I will be alright and I know you will be too. I will see you soon my dear." He held out his arms and she hugged him.

"I love you Pop." She started crying. It really felt like a goodbye.

"I love you too Ariadne." He smiled at her.

"Now you have to sell this story to Arthur." Jack's tone was serious, but still kind.

She turned to him. "I think I can do that."

"Can you cry on demand like me?" Ellie joked. The ability to cry easily wasn't something she was proud of.

Ariadne leaned against the wall. "I'm not as good as you." She forced herself to think of how she felt when her parents died. She started sobbing and taking deep breaths. She slid down the wall to the floor and cried.

"I'd say you're as good as me." Ellie smiled and blinked back her own tears. "We'll be okay Ari." She helped her up.

"Thanks Ellie." She hugged her and then Jack. "Bye." She tried to smile, but her heart ached too much. She hoped she could convince Arthur, but she hated lying to him. She walked out of the room toward the waiting room.

Arthur saw her and stood up. "How is he? Is he okay?"

She took a deep breath. "He's gone." She started crying again.

"Oh Ari." He pulled her into an embrace. "I'm so sorry."

Guilt coursed through her body. She buried her face in his shoulder and sobbed. "It's not fair Arthur! It's not fair!"

"I know." He said softly. "It isn't fair. I am so sorry, and this is my fault."

She looked up at him. "No Arthur. It's n-not y-your fault." She stuttered through her tears. "It's not your fault." She kissed his cheek.

Ariadne felt a little better by the time she and Arthur got back to the hotel. "Well, I don't hear anything so maybe she is still sleeping." She slipped the key in the lock and opened the door. "No Eames." She glanced at the empty beds and then at Arthur.

"Oh I'm gonna kill him."Arthur started walking toward the other room.

"Arthur." Ariadne hissed. "If Daphne is sleeping don't wake her up. She needs her sleep. It's the only thing that can really help her."

He rolled his eyes and kept walking. He wasn't prepared to see his sister sleeping in bed in the arms of Nicholas Eames. He forgot what Ariadne told him. "What the…?" He shouted.

Daphne shot up and looked at him. "Oh Arthur shut up!" She fell back in bed. "Don't be such a prude." She nudged Eames. "Nick. Wake up."

"What?" He swatted his hand at her haphazardly.

"Arthur and Ariadne are back." She mumbled curses under her breath at Arthur as she crawled out of bed.

"Hello Darlings." Eames sat up and yawned.

"Enjoy your afternoon?" Arthur asked sarcastically.

Ariadne rolled her eyes.

"If you are asking if I had a nice nap Arthur Darling then yes, I did." He flashed his usually smug grin.

"Arthur." Daphne walked over and stood in front of him. "I'm fine. I wanted to sleep without having nightmares so I asked Nick to sleep beside me. And you know what? It worked! So chill." She smiled and hugged him.

"Sorry to wake you up." A wave of guilt washed over him. It wasn't as big of a deal as he thought it was, and he should have let her sleep.

"All is forgiven." She said lightly and looked at Ariadne. "How was the hospital?"

Ariadne shook her head sadly and walked back in the other room. She wished she could tell them the truth, but she knew she couldn't. She hoped that they could forgive her for lying to them.

"You two play nice." Daphne looked at Eames and Arthur who looked like they might attack each other as soon as she walked out of the room.

"It hurts that you doubt me darling." Eames batted his eyes at her.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Beating him is not worth you hating me."

Daphne chuckled, shaking her head as she walked into the other room. Ariadne was standing by the window talking on her cell phone. Daphne caught the tail end of the conversation.

"I'm okay Aunt Grace. Even though he's gone now and my heart feels like it's breaking I know I'll be okay 'cause I still have family. I have you, Jack, Ellie, Arthur, and Daphne." She seemed lost in thought for a moment. "I love you too Aunt Grace. Bye." She turned and smiled at Daphne as she set her phone down on the table. "I was giving Aunt Grace the news."

"I'm so sorry." Daphne hugged her.

"Thanks. I think I'll be okay. I'm sure I'll cry some more, but I'll be okay. He's at peace, and strangely enough I am too." She blinked away a few stray tears.

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