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Ariadne P.O.V

(By the way, if you hate this chapter, please read my 'end of chapter' comment before getting angry at me. Thanks)

Ariadne heard the click of the door as Arthur closed it behind her. She shuffled over to one of the lounge chairs, sat down and rested her exhausted legs. She watched as the ever calm and seemingly never tired Arthur placed her few shopping bags down next to her.

"Thanks"

"Not at all," he said with a slight smile.

Ariadne leaned back into the chair as her eyes flicked over the room. The shiny surface of the silver case under Arthur's bed caught her attention. She wondered if she would ever have the opportunity to build in the dreamscape again. After this week, did she just go back to her studies or was there further employment out there? The question was one that had been puzzling her for some time but she had come up with no answer. Perhaps she could ask Arthur later on.

Her eyes moved to the large window near Arthur's bed. The curtains were drawn back and Ariadne could see the sun beginning to set over the city. Her eyes moved again and noticed the large television on the wall opposite to Arthur's bed, above the dinner table. Ariadne found that she had a strange craving to watch the news.

She got up from the chair and winced as pain ran up from her feet into her calves.

I need another massage already.

She walked over to the small wall cupboard under the television that presumably held a DVD player, or something along those lines, and opened one of the doors. After a moment she pulled out a remote and switched on the TV.

As Ariadne flicked the channels to find the news, she saw out of the corner of her eye that Arthur had picked up the phone. She didn't question it, after all who was she to ask Arthur who he was or wasn't calling. But her curiosity was satisfied anyway, when Arthur looked over to her and said, "I'm ordering dinner. What would you like?"

She had finally found a news channel and kept her eyes on the screen while she replied, "Uh, I don't mind. Anything but seafood"

Ariadne gave a quick glance to Arthur's face and saw a slightly amused expression. She quickly turned her eyes back to the telly.

Then a story came onto the news that caught her attention. The reporter was speaking about the Fischer Company. Ariadne swiftly pulled the chair over that she had been sitting on and sat down. Arthur had finished ordering and put the phone back on hook.

She motioned for him to come over. They watched as the reporter described the sudden fall in the Fischer's company, then as quickly as it had been on, it was over and the news moved on to sports. Ariadne opened her mouth a few times but no words came out.

Arthur beat her to it, "We did it," he remarked.

Ariadne smiled at him, "We did it," she agreed.

"So it would seem that inception is possible," Arthur said while pulling his own chair over.

Ariadne raised an eyebrow, "You didn't think it was possible before?"

Arthur turned to face her, "No, until now I hadn't thought that inception was possible," he seemed to want to end the conversation then and there and turned his head back to the screen.

Ariadne would have none of it.

"Why?" she asked.

Arthur gave a sigh and looked back at her, "If I said to you 'don't think about elephants', then what do you think about?"

Ariadne answered quickly, "Uh, elephants"

"Right, but you still know that the idea of elephants came from another source," he paused, "Which is me"

Ariadne nodded, quickly grasping what he was implying, "But inception did work, because the idea was more complicated and so the mark found it harder to trace the source"

Arthur finally smiled, "You learn quickly Ariadne, I like that about you," he closed his mouth a moment as if he had said too much, but quickly recovered, "But besides your point, we also managed to make Fischer think he had come up with the idea himself. A technique that I had never thought about before"

"So we can say that inception works if done correctly," Ariadne stated.

"Yes, much like extraction or any other job really," Arthur flicked his eyes to the screen to watch the weather, Ariadne did the same.

When the ads came on Ariadne turned the volume down and looked over at Arthur. He noticed her stare immediately and raised a curios eyebrow.

Ariadne bit her lip, "I've been wanting to ask you something, Arthur"

He leaned toward her slightly, "Yes?"

"Well, what happens now? I mean at the end of this week do we just go our separate ways? Do I just go back to my studies? Or are there other jobs out there involving extraction and inception?" Ariadne thought that Arthur almost looked disappointed at her questions, like he had wanted her to ask something else, but the expression was gone in an instant, "I mean I don't know how I could go back to normal architecture after experiencing such possibilities that I did in dreams"

Arthur turned his seat to face her and Ariadne did the same, "Well, it's entirely up to you, Ari. How much more of your studies do you need to complete?"

She thought for a moment, "Around eight months I should think"

Arthur nodded, "In that case I would recommend you finish your education and then if you still want to, you can come back"

"But where would I 'come back' too? Even if Cobb wakes up, he'll want to stay with his kids, so who would lead the team?"

"Well, I once worked as an extractor for a short time before I met Cobb and became a point man. If you still wanted to be a dreamscape architect after you finish studying, then I would happily team with you," Arthur offered.

Ariadne beamed, "That would be just, well, fantastic! Thank you, Arthur. I was so unsure of everything and now its so, just, well-" She couldn't find the words to finish her sentence and so instead she got up and hugged Arthur, quite awkwardly seeing as he was sitting down. In response he wrapped his arms around her and Ariadne shivered slightly at the touch of his strong hands.

It was at that moment their dinner arrived, at the knock Ariadne jumped away from Arthur and gave a shy smile, "I suppose I should get that"

But Arthur stood up, "No it's alright, I'll get it. You go and wash up"

Ariadne readjusted her scarf, "Thanks"

Ugghh! For some reason I find it really hard to write in Ariadne's P.O.V :( I dunno why, but her chapters always end up really short and well, boring. So sorry about that.

So does anybody mind if, for the next few chapters, I just write in Arthur's P.O.V? I'll be sure to write in Ariadne's eventually but for now I think I'll stick to Arthur unless I need to switch for some reason.

Also, to make up for this crappy chapter, I'm gonna make the next one a bit more meaty. Is that the correct term? Hahaha, I don't know XD