~~~~~~~~~Eames pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Anxiety coursed through me as I waited for Cobb and Sherri to wake up. It was hard to put on a cool exterior when I was far from calm. It was even harder for Arthur, the always calm and collected man, who was trying everything he could to stay calm, cool, and collected.
My heart was pounding and my mind was racing. She had to wake up. She had to come back. I looked to my left and my eyes widened when I saw Saito awake. Arthur and the others noticed this and a spark of hope leapt into my chest,
"Come on love…" It was quieter than a whisper but it was my silent plea for my sister to come back to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Arthur pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I opened my eyes to find myself back on the plane. I watched Sherri carefully. Saito was brought back so Sherri could be brought back to. Please… Come on Cobb.
I don't know what I'd do with out her. I just got the courage to tell her that I love her. I couldn't loose her. I lost her once I wasn't loosing her again. I needed her. More than I needed anything else in the world.
"Please…come back."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dom pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sherri was like my sister. I needed someone who felt the pain that I did. Someone who knew my loss. I needed my friend back. I wasn't going to loose her here. Eames needed her. Arthur needed her. I needed her.
"Sherri… you need to let go. Come back…come back…" She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. I kissed her forehead and shut my eyes as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Sherri pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I heard the sounds around me. People bustling about, the sounds of voices, the opening and closing of the overhead cabinets. I was back. I opened my eyes and saw relief flood over the worried faces of my friends. I looked over at Dom who smiled at me. Eames and Arthur looked like they were going to cry.
But we weren't safe yet. We still had to get off the plane. I stood up and grabbed my bag from up above.
"Sherri…" My heart froze. I turned around,
"Yes Robert?" He looked like he wanted to ask me something and he opened his mouth to say something but shut it again. He let out a sigh,
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For everything. I'm sorry for what happened." I smiled at him,
"It's alright Robert. And I'm sorry about your father. Whether you choose to believe it or not, know that your father loved you." He gave me a sad yet also understanding smile,
"I know…" And with that I made my way off of the plane. We went to baggage claim and I clutched Arthur's hand as I watched Dom give his passport to the man at the desk. He flipped through it and Dom kept casting us nervous glances. He got to the last page and stamped it before handing it back to Dom.
"Welcome back to the country Mr. Cobb." Those words couldn't have sounded any better. I let out a breath I had been holding. Saito lived up to his end of the bargain. Cobb smiled at us and came over to baggage claim and picked up hi bag. He looked at each one of us and I winked at him,
"Be good to yourself Dom." He nodded and made his way over to his father-in-law. I grabbed my bags and Eames and Arthur and I said goodbye to Ariadne, Yusuf, and Saito. When we got outside. Eames wrapped me in a hug and swung me around.
"Don't you ever scare me like that again!" I laughed as he put me down and then I turned to Arthur who immediately pressed his lips to mine. It felt so good to finally kiss him in reality. His lips danced over mine and they didn't leave any time soon until my brother cut in.
"Oi! I'm still here and I'm still your brother. So…" We laughed and Arthur pulled away. Eames was grinning though, "But I'm glad that it's you Arthur." He smiled and Eames took his arm.
We went to a small bar and simply relaxed in the back. It was calm and we were just taking in the surroundings around us. I sat between my brother and Arthur and just soaked in the feeling of having my family back. Eames phone rang and he picked it up and sighed. He hung up and looked at us,
"I'm afraid that I have to dash. Something's come up and I've got to go meet a friend in New York. Can I trust you two to behave until I come back?" I laughed,
"Of course Eames." He kissed my head,
"Be good darling. Arthur." He gripped his arm,
"See you later Eames." He nodded and walked out. I looked at Arthur and wrapped my arms around his torso,
"So what now?" He put his arm around me and smiled at me.
"I don't know. I haven't gotten that far." I smiled at him,
"Well good thing I have." He raised an eye brow at me and simply took his hand and made my way down the street. We walked into a hotel and booked a room. We got on the elevator and made our way up the floors. Arthur's hands rested on my waist. His lips were close to mine and his voice was low,
"What was it like?" I pressed my lips to his,
"I was on a beach," He pressed his lips to mine again, "That week we spent in France." His lips danced over mine again and each kiss became a hungry one. Wanting more.
"That was the best time of my life. Because I was with you." He pressed his hungry lips back to mine. The elevator chimed and opened and we pulled away long enough to get to the door. His hands rested on my hips and his breath was on my neck as I opened the door. Once the door was open and shut I found my back pressed to it.
His lips danced feverishly over mine and slowly my grip on reality was going. I was loosing myself in this moment. My jacket was slipped off of my shoulders and so was his. My shoes were coming off and then I took my blade out and sat it on the table while he took his tie off and sat his die on the table aw well. We did so without even looking at them. His hands found my waist and pulled me closer to him as we moved towards the other side of the room. When my back found the softness of the mattress underneath me he pulled away a little. We were both breathing heavily. By now there were fewer things separating us from each other and he pushed a strand of hair out of my face,
"I love you Sherri. More than anything." I smiled at him and slowly placed a kiss on his lips.
"I love you too Arthur. I promise I'll never leave again." I leaned up and kissed him again, "Never." He smiled down at me and slowly but passionately kissed me again. My grip on reality was all but lost. The way his lips danced over my skin made it burn where ever they touched. My arms wrapped around his neck and his lips found their way back up to mine and they danced over mine.
My grip on reality was gone and I was lost in his eyes and in his kisses and touch. But to me, this was a very good way to be lost.