I'll see you in my Dreams
"Soon my eyes will close,
Soon I'll find repose.
And in Dreams,
You're always near to me.
I'll see you in my Dreams,
Hold you in my Dreams.
Someone took you out of my arms,
Still I feel the thrill of your charms."
Ingrid Michaelson, I'll See You In My Dreams
"I still say I can help." Sybil said. Ariadne was sound asleep from the drink of warm milk laced with a heavy sedative Arthur had given her. She laid asleep on the couple's bed. The entire team was around her as Yori placed little electrode stickers on the Architects forehead.
It was unspoken among all of them that Ariadne could be told nothing of the Teams suspicions. If the Architect had any idea that the Team knew, her subconscious would try to defend itself. They knew from first hand experience how well she could manipulate her own dreams.
"Circe had a lot of contacts with every accomplished Dreamers." Sybil told them again.
"Were in this mess because of Circe's little friends." Arthur said angrily. Remembering Hecate and Morpheus. "Were not allowing them back in again."
"They can help." the Control told him. The Point Man ignored her as The Doctor looked at the computer screen.
"She's in there." Yori said gravely. "She's dreaming. Her brain scan is incredibly active. Almost like she was awake and experiencing real life."
"She's asleep." Cobb said taking the Architect's pulse. "How can that be?"
"I don't know." Yori confessed.
Eames produced the PASIV device.
"I'll go in." Arthur volunteered.
"Arthur, she thinks you let her children drown in there." Cobb said gently.
"She's my wife." Arthur told the Extractor. It was the only argument he needed. Cobb nodded and helped to hook his friend up to the PASIV. Arthur fell into Ariadne's dream.
It was a green forest. A lake was in the distance. A white house. But not the same white house he had seen the last time. With the flood. Arthur wondered if he would be lucky enough to run into Braker again. He would love the chance to kill the Australian Forger again.
The Point Man approached the house. It stood solitary in the little clearing. It's windows open, white curtains catching the breeze. He heard the laughter of children. He cautiously climbed the wooden porch and opened the front door.
His beautiful wife was there. Her long dark hair swept into a loose braid. He had to stop a moment to observe how lovely she was. Like he was watching a rare mythic creature. One who would vanish if she knew he was watching. She hadn't seen him yet. Her back was turned. He watched her cooking in the clean little kitchen.
"Mommy?" Came a little voice. Arthur and Ariadne both turned to look at the little boy. The Point Man almost grimaced as he saw the child looked much like Braker must have at that age.
'Did she go to this place to be with Braker?' he mused sadly. Ariadne finally saw her husband.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. Her eyes wide.
"Ariadne... it's alright." He husband told her.
He started to approach her when she garbed the knife. His guard was down. He never expected her to stab him. Let alone so many times. Her eyes looked crazed as she plunged the large kitchen knife over and over into his chest. He felt himself being taken out of the dream the worst way possible. By dieing.
Arthur jumped back into the waking world only moments after going into the dream.
"What happened?" Sybil asked seeing the sheen of sweat across the Point Man's brow.
"She stabbed me." Arthur said gruffly. He coughed slightly at the sharp memory of his lungs filling with his own blood.
"Eames, you go in. Forge yourself as Braker." Cobb told him.
"What?" Arthur asked feeling a rage come over him. Braker. How he hated him.
"You were stabbed because you weren't supposed to be in the dream. Braker is supposed to be there. If Eames goes in there forged as him, we might get more answers." The Extractor explained.
"Guys, I keep telling you to let me help. Why won't you listen to me?" Sybil chimed in. The Team ignored her. Again.
In the Dream, Eames disguised himself at the Australian Forger. He had the advantage of knowing Braker a few years and it was an easy thing to do. He was in the neat little bathroom of the white house using the mirror to wash away his own face, and remold himself to Braker's. He emerged from the bathroom to a cozy living room. Mismatched furniture that was still charming and attractive. A little boy played with his toys as a baby, dressed in pink sat in a high chair.
"Daddy!" The little boy called. Eames/Braker saw Ariadne come out of the kitchen. She did not look happy to see him.
"What are you want?" She asked. Her tone annoyed but not dangerous.
"Hello Gorgeous, just wanted to see all of you." Eames said thinking fast.
"Well, I don't want to see you." Ariadne said. "Arthur was just here."
"He was?" Eames/Braker asked. He looked at pictures on the wall. All of them were of the kids and her. No Braker, nothing that he even existed.
For a few hours he stayed in the dream. Ariadne resenting his presence but not hurting him. She was an attentive mother. She smiled when ever her eyes fell on her 'other' children. She cooked for them and watched them play.
"Your not staying the night." She informed him curtly. Eames/Braker smiled and nodded. The Forger heard the wake-up music start to play.
Time to go home anyway.
Eames awoke to the rest of the Team's worried looks. Ariadne was still sleep on the bed next to him.
Her husband looking over her.
"How did it go?" Arthur asked.
"Well she didn't kill me." Eames said. "The real good news is, she's not dreaming of Braker at all. She didn't like me one bit as Braker. I don't think he's even apart of things in there."
"That is good news." Arthur agreed. The Point Man looking at his wife worriedly as she slept on.
"Were never going to get anywhere like this. We need to call in an expert." Sybil said.
Finally, they looked at her. She had their attention.
"We are the expert's Sybil." Yori told her.
"No, we just share dreams once and a while. Were not experts. We need to call in one of Circe's people. They've done this before." Sybil told them.
"How do you know they can help?" Cobb said. "I've never heard of anything like this happening."
"No offense Cobb, but your not a real Dreamer." Sybil told the Extractor.
"How do you know one of Circe's people will even be willing to help us?" Arthur asked.
"Because," She said slowly "They answer to me now."