Disclaimer: Inception does not belong to me. Many thanks to Moviemaniac12 for letting me co-write this fic.
I turned. "Block the door," I said, calmly.
Cobb looked at me. "Its not going to hold them."
"Just try."
Cobb threw me a look, but nodded. Nash's eyes met mine.
"Just let her go." My voice was eerily calm.
"I told you. I'll send her to limbo."
"And you'll be going as well."
Nash looked at me. "Really, Arthur? You expect me to believe that? You always make out that you're so tough – and yet, you always play it safe."
"Really?" I couldn't keep the contempt out of my voice, but I noticed that he was loosening his grip on Ariadne.
"Yes, really. You're always so quick to lay the blame. Remember the job we did on Saito? You blamed me for that!"
"Nash!" I shouted more loudly than I intended. "Grow up! It wasn't the only bad job you did! There were others! You nearly got us killed more than once!"
"And what about you?" He jeered. "You let Cobb's insane wife shoot you on that job! Cobb put a bullet in your head to wake you up! What a loser you are, Arthur!"
I aimed my gun. "Shut up, Nash, or I will use this."
Nash smiled at me.
"Not if I use mine first."
"Arthur!" Cobb shouted. "We don't have time for this! Just –"
The door gave an ominous crack.
"I've had enough," I muttered, and lunged at Nash. He reared back in surprise, loosening his grip on Ariadne. I grabbed her arm and pulled her away. She reeled sideways, nearly hitting the wall.
"You-" Nash spat at me. I punched him hard, and we both landed on the floor. Ariadne tried to grab me and pull me off, and I shook her off.
"You- weak, spineless-" Nash was spitting the words at me – "ass-licking, silly little boy!"
Suddenly, I heard Cobb shout, and as I turned, a gun went off.