Complexity
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Chapter Twelve: Watch you swim away under the waves
Soundtrack: Time- Hans Zimmer
Carol has been 'seeing' Eames for a week now.
Nothing more.
At all.
Kissing him, talking with him...it feels like dating, only- it's not. For she won't break her heart like that again. She's careful, shying away when things get a little too much.
Too much is too much. Especially for her.
She can't take his face when she pulls away. She doesn't look anymore.
And Ariadne has simply shut herself away. No more talking, no more moving, Simply sitting there and- well, breathing.
It reminds Carol of when Ariadne was stabbed.
The silence- silence, silence. Forever silence.
Carol doesn't want to break it- just leave it suspended there, like fragile glass- but she's afraid then it'll splinter all on it's own.
She wishes Arthur could just come back.
She wishes she could make Eames understand.
But she can't. And that's terrible.
"Eames," she says finally, one day. He glances up from the notebook he's writing in. She wants to know what he's writing-but she stays still, hands clutching her desk. And she waits.
The ice doesn't splinter. It simply shatters.
"Carol?"
She takes a deep breath.
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I know."
"And the whole thing with Rachel..."
"It's okay..."
"She kissed me."
"...well-"
"And then you walked in, and I-"
She kisses him to shut him up.
It works.
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