A new job. A new dream. Arthur thought. Get your head in the game. No-one's coming. He could not escape the idea that the other team was coming to get them. He'd felt like this ever since the first time they had met them. That constant fear was eating away at the back of his head. Just find Cobb and get this over with. He turned around on his chair, looking for the Extractor. He spotted him, walking around, probably looking for Ariadne. Where's the safe? Arthur thought to himself. Just as he was about to get up, Eames came over and pushed down his shoulder.

"Want to buy me a drink?"

"No."

"Oh come on darling, have some fun. We're in a bar."

"We're in a dream in case you don't remember. Just shut up." Eames raised his arms in a defensive motion and said nothing more. Finally he saw Cobb walk out of the room, going to find the safe.

"So…" Eames said, trying to break the quietness. "…why are you here?"

Arthur looked at him, he burrowed his eyebrows.

"What the hell kind of a question is that? We're doing a job, that's why I'm here."

"No, I mean. Why did you start doing this. Point man and all that?"

Arthur was taken aback. He had never been asked personal questions like that before. He didn't necessarily like it.

"I don't know. It's better than spending all your life in reality I guess. I mean, you just get bored after a while. Everyone yearns to do something amazing."

Eames just nodded and took a sip of his drink.

"Arthur, are we friends?" he gave a big grin. Arthur didn't even look up.

"That is a stupid question. No. Eames, you are not my friend."

"Do you like Ariadne?"

"Eames, can we be quiet now?"

"Just answer the bloody question."

"No, I don't." Arthur looked over his shoulder. It was quiet. Eames did the same. There were no projections. Anywhere.

"What the hell?" Arthur asked. Suddenly, he swung round to Eames. "Find Ariadne." Just as he got up from his chair, the front door swung open. In walked the opposing team. Arthur froze. Eames raised his gun, prompting Arthur to do the same. They did not look as friendly as they did the first time they met.

Suddenly, Ariadne was by Arthur's side. So was Cobb, holding a brown envelope.

Phillips laughed a deep laugh. "Well done. You got here before we did. Look, there's no point in fighting us, so just give me the information." Nobody moved. Phillips motioned for his team to move closer. "I guess we're going to have to do this the hard way. " He leaned towards one of the tables and grabbed a knife. "Who's first?" he smirked.

"You're not getting the information. There's no point in trying to kill us. We'd just wake up." Cobb said with a straight face.

"Ah, you see Mr Cobb…I'm not trying to kill you." As soon as he finished his sentence, their Point Man, Smith, leaped over and grabbed Arthur's arm. As a automatic defence, Arthur's fist connected with Smith's nose. Eames swung his gun up and his bullet hit Phillip's shoulder. He didn't even cry out as he looked down to the blood surrounding his shirt. He looked up at Eames, who automatically regretted doing that. Phillip's eyes were now cold and angry as he lunged at Eames with the knife. Eames didn't have time to move, and within a couple of seconds a shiny, blunt object was thrust into his side. Eames yelled out in pain and collapsed onto the floor, the knife still in his side, reddening his shirt. He reached down to pull it out, but another hand was there. Suddenly, the knife twisted in his stomach, causing him to scream. His hand ripped out the knife only to cause more pain. He felt his stomach and covered his hand in warm thick blood. He looked up to see Cobb with a gun towards his head.

"Eames, I'm sorry."

He raised his finger to pull the trigger, but his arm was smacked away by Red, the Forger. He shook his head towards Cobb then lowered his gun and shot it at Eames's kneecap. Eames was covered in his blood, screaming and twisting begging for someone to shoot him.

Arthur looked over at Ariadne who was shaking and staring at Eames. Arthur knew that he had to get everyone out while they still had the information. He turned to her and whispered "I'm sorry." He raised his gun and shot into Ariadne's head. Then he swung around and shot Eames in a quick, clean motion.

He looked at Cobb who was aiming and shooting, missing every time. He ran to him and aimed his gun towards Cobb's temple. Soon, it was just him. Him and 4 other men. He was outnumbered.