DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inception.

Wanted to add a bit more. I loved writing about Arthur and Ariadne's kids!

"Samantha, eat your dinner," Ariadne sighed.

The small brunette poked at her spaghetti suspiciously. "What if I don't like it?"

Ariadne smiled. "You'll never know until you try."

Samantha wrinkled her nose and placed her fork down. Ariadne sighed again.

"Fine. Be hungry for the rest of the night."

Arthur poked his head around the door. "She's got your stubbornness for sure."

Ariadne rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and your annoying humour." She eyed him for a moment. "You really have to go?"

Arthur nodded slowly. "Eames needs me for this one…" He looked at his children. "…Job."

"…Fine."

Arthur moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, planting a light kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back soon. You know I hate being away from home."

She nodded. "I know. Now go, or you'll miss your flight."

He kissed cheek lovingly and smiled at his children who were far too preoccupied with playing with their food than paying attention.

"Bye guys, Daddy's going to work."

A small Thomas looked up. ""Daddy! Love you!"

"I love you too, kiddo. Love you Samantha."

The smaller girl looked up and smiled at him. "Love you Daddy. Come home soon, ok?"

"Ok." He turned to Ariadne once more. "I love you. Be safe."

"You too Mr Point Man," she smiled.

Arthur smiled and walked away, making sure to shut the door behind him. He hated leaving his family, but Eames always knew to rely on him for a good job. He more or less threw his briefcase in the trunk of his car, finding himself getting in a strop.

For god sakes Arthur. Grow up, it's only for a couple of weeks.

He slammed the door shut and quickly drove away. After fumbling around for the radio switch, he gave up and ran his hand through his hair.

"It's only for a few weeks. They'll be fine, you'll be fine…get over it," he mumbled to himself.

He quickly stiffened and slammed his foot down on the brakes. He waited for a second, just breathing.

"If I'm not going to be happy without them…then I'm not going."

He nodded to himself and quickly reversed. Satisfied with his new epiphany, he quickly started driving back home.

He couldn't be without them. He just couldn't stand it. There was no point in going away to work if he was just going to think about them all day, every day. He loved his family too much.

He pulled into the drive and jumped out of the car, forgetting all trace of his luggage. He ran up to the door and took a brief second to smile to himself. He knocked on the door and waited, tapping his feet in excitement.

"Daddy!"

His eyes shot down to Thomas who was standing on the other side of the door, smiling away. Arthur bent down and picked him up, lifting him into the air.

"Hey buddy!" he grinned.

"You're home already?" the small boy mused.

"I'm not going after all, Thomas."

Thomas smiled with glee and clutched his father's tie. Arthur looked up and saw Ariadne smiling at them, arms folded.

"Eames isn't going to be happy," she smirked.

Arthur chuckled to himself. "Eames can screw it." He glanced at Thomas. "I mean…he can…"

"Daddy's home!"

Arthur looked down and saw Samantha tugging at his leg. He stroked her hair. "Yes, Daddy's home."

Arthur watched as Ariadne collapsed down on the couch next to him, her eyes tired from another day. He placed his arm around her and felt a little burst of happiness when she squeezed his hand.

"Are they asleep?"

"Just," she sighed. She turned to him and smiled. "I'm happy you didn't go."

"Me too," Arthur admitted. "I can't bear to leave any of you."

"You can't stay in the house forever," she smirked.

He smiled and lightly pressed his lips against her cheek. "Maybe. But until then, I'm perfectly content."