The Mystery Within
My First Inception Fic, Don't Own The Movie Or Characters. Enjoy!
Chapter Four
I'm Not 100 Per Cent Sure What Cobb's Children's Names Are, If Anyone Does Know Let Me Know Via Review Or PM And I'll Make The Changes ASAP. Massive Thanks To Everyone Who Has Reviewed And Added To Faves.
Relaxing on a seat in the plane, Aridane placed her I-Pod earphones in and played some music.
The journey to Cobb's secret location was hard, especially when she begged him to tell her when Inception ended.
Luckily he gave it to her and swore that she would never tell any living soul apart from Arthur.
She stared out of the window, thinking exactly of the man that could be or could not be her boyfriend.
The startling secrets revealed that day was a painful and shocking feeling inside her fragile body.
It stunned Aridane that Eames was looking at her throughout the job, then telling Arthur all about it afterwards.
Though she admired him for the truth, she could never start a relationship with the Forger.
Or could she?
No, once this trip was over she will run back in Arthur's arms and make it alright again like before.
Arriving at Cobb's place via taxi, Aridane paid the driver with a good tip after he helped her with the luggage in the boot.
Seeing Professer Stephen Miles step out of the front door brough a wide smile across her face, a proper and geniune one she hadn't done for a long while.
"Well, isn't this a lovely surprise! Dom is with Rosie and Ben in the garden, would you like me to take you to them?" He suggested, with a tinkle in those kind eyes.
"Yes please, thanks for letting me come here." Aridane replied, shaking his offered hand then struggled to pick up her luggage.
"Don't worry about that, I'll get Dom to do it." He said.
"Okay thanks."
The pair entered the beautiful and spacious house that looked like something from the future.
Sounds of children and laughing came exactly where Miles said, another warm smile went across her face.
He opened the sliding door for them to step through on the recently cut grass, smells of fresh flowers went straight into her nose.
"Dom, Aridane is here." Miles anncounced with that proud Brittish accent that strangely disturbed her all due of a quick flash of Eames's face.
The blond haired and good looking man turned from his children to look at the young woman, it wasn't long until he remembered her.
"Aridane, it's good to see you again." He said, getitng up from the ground to shake her hand though it was covered in dirt and sand.
"Same to you, it's lovely coming here." She said, feeling at ease to be around his presence.
"Where's Arthur?" Dom asked, searching for his work friend from before.
Aridane kissed goodbye to that ease, the tenison appeared in her shoulders and her facial features.
"Oh. Let's not talk about him here then." He said, completly understanding that shocked her by a quick dart of her eyes from the ground to him.
"Shall I get some refreshments?" Miles suggested, quickly changing the subject which both were thankful for.
"Yes, do that then while I let Aridane see Rosie and Ben." Dom said with a nod.
"Very well, I shall be back soon." Miles bowed like he was a butler and walked away.
Aridane puffed out a long sigh, then looked at Dom who stared at her with concern for a quick moment then disappeared.
"Come, let's make some sandcastles while we wait." He said, offering his hand.
"I'll be glad to." She replied with a smile, taking it into her own.
After getting sand all over her clothes and many drinks later, Aridane felt tired and decided to retire early to catch up with some sleep.
Rosie and Ben were enchanting children, always wanted her around and invited her to play dozens of board or made up games.
Dom watched in wonder of how she fitted in so fast with them, even Miles was surprised as well.
As she went upstairs to find the spare room where her luggage was, her mobile beeped in her pocket.
Taking it out, she read the text that made her freeze on the spot.
It was Eames asking:
"Where r u? I miss u, we need to talk soon."
A shiver ran down her spine, should she reply or not?
Entering the room and closing the door behind her, she began to write:
"Am somewhere far away, please leave me alone. We don't need to talk, Aridane."
She watched it send, puffed out a another long sigh and collasped on the bed staring at the celing.
It beeped once more, she opened the message:
"Come back soon, I'm so sorry. How's Dom? x"
It was Arthur, she could reconize the kiss at the end of the message that he always gave her.
She wrote:
"I'm sorry too, Dom is doing good and so are his kids. Eames sent me a message eariler, please don't do anything."
Though really Aridane shouldn't have said that, she couldn't handle keeping any more secrets.
Another message:
"How the hell does he know your number? He will pay for this, I'm sure of it!"
No kiss this time, instead it was pure anger and hate like a hissing snake.
"Dom told us to give each other's number's just in case while Inception was going on."
She waited for the next message, holding her breath for what Arthur was going to say.
But nothing came back.
Fear flowed through her blood, she instanly thought of Eames and where he was.
His image instanly came like a light, it shocked her to the core but she igorned it.
She prayed that violence wouldn't come his way and wished that she never let herself begin to have feelings for him.
Meanwhile for Eames, he was drowning his sorrows in a local pub eyeing up the couples that were so loved up.
It bitterly disgusted and hurt him deeply, he imaged himself holding Aridane in his arms smelling her hair and kissing the most senstive parts of her body.
Shaking his head aside, he couldn't think of her while feeling like he wanted to throw up.
He had to get laid, some random woman that was attrative enough to take away everything for just a while.
His eyes fell on a curvy brown haired woman who had a lovely smile and sparkling green orbs.
With a smirk, Eames waited until she turned to his direction and be instanly lost by him.
It wasn't long.
Her lips parted, the pure surprise and desire was written across her attrative face.
Eames picked up his drink, heading straight towards her only to be slammed back against the bar smashing several glasses at the same time.
A pair of rough hands grabbed his clothes, burning hazel eyes locked into his.
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM ARIDANE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Arthur screamed, rage hissing from his mouth.
"You can't stop me, mate. She will have me and there's nothing you can do about it." Eames chuckled.
With all his strengh, Arthur began punching him constantly while the bar manager paced towards the fight and broke it apart.
"Enough of that! Both of you are barred!" He cried, looking at them in disgust.
Eames was laughing out loud like a manic, though blood poured down his chin.
He looked at the woman who trembled in fear around his unsettling presence, there goes his lay of the night.
"It's alright, crap bar anyway." He said, out of breath.
Arthur stormed out first, then Eames and the fight contiuned outside until both were extremly bloodly and bruised.
One last kick in the head was enough to knock the Forger out for a long time, it calmed Arthur down with a grin of sasitfaction across his face.
"Now who's had the last laugh?" He jeered, looking down at Eames with insane eyes.
People who witnessed the fight stood in shock and fear, wondering if it was their turn.
"Don't bother helping this piece of crap up, let it rot." He pointed at him, then walked away into the night.
Author's Note: Chapter Five Up Soon!