Hehe! I just had to get another chapter up. I really wanted to update this. So here is the next chapter! Hope you all enjoy it! I probably won't get another chance to update soon, but who knows maybe inspiration will hit me again! Reviews help with that! *hint hint* Anyways, here's the next chapter! Hope you like it.

I dreamt that I owned Inception...then I woke up and was greatly disappointed...*sadface*


Arthur looked at Cobb, silently questioning if now was the time to tell Ariadne where they could possibly be spending the next few months.

Dom nodded sharply and Arthur exhaled. They were extremely cautious about telling people where they picked their hideout, and even though Ariadne was part of the team, the less people that new the better. It was safer that way.

Arthur turned around in his seat and faced Ariadne. He snuck a glance and James and Philippa, who were now sleeping.

"Before I tell you, you have to know that we don't tell many people. We think it's safer this way. If anyone were to…were to get to you, they could easily extract that information from you. Dom, Eames, and I are the only ones who know the exact location. Yusuf doesn't know, but Eames will bring him if he feels there is a threat." Arthur informed her, still not telling her the location.

"Alright. So where are we going exactly?" Ariadne asked impatiently. She knew the risks, but she hated being left in the dark.

"Italy." Arthur stated.

"Where in Italy? Gosh Arthur! Just spill it already." Ariadne was growing more impatient by the minute.

"Ventimiglia, Italy. It's a little town in Northern Italy." Arthur whispered.

"Why Italy?" Ariadne asked. She saw Cobb tense and Arthur quickly glanced at him.

"Dom and Mal had always wanted to spend time there, but since they didn't get the chance to, they decided that if there were ever an emergency that would be the place to go." Arthur quickly told her, trying to move on from the subject.

Ariadne nodded and stole another glance and Dom. He seemed to have relaxed and his gaze wasn't as hard.

"We're going to have to make a stop. We need to get fake passports and ID's. Arthur, the kids, and I already have ours, but we need to get you yours. However, since you aren't used to this, it may pose as a problem." Dom told her. Ariadne looked curiously at Dom and Arthur.

"What do you mean?" Ariadne shook her head, trying to understand.

"Arthur's going to help you come up with an alias, but you are going to have to pretend to be Arthur's wife." Dom told her. Both Arthur and Ariadne's head snapped up in surprise.

"What?" Arthur asked urgently.

"But I don't have any rings. Neither does Arthur." Ariadne reasoned nervously.

"Which is why we need to hurry up and make a few stops then."

Arthur just nodded and looked at Ariadne. She was blushing and looking at her left hand. Arthur imagined a shiny engagement ring with a matching wedding band on her finger and smiled, a blush slowly threatening to climb up from his neck to his cheeks.

"What kind of ring would you like?" Arthur asked shyly.

"I don't know. I never really thought about rings much. But I don't like gold. I'd prefer platinum." Ariadne whispered warily.

Arthur smiled. "Ok. I'll get us a matching set."

"I can help pay for it Arthur, you don't have to."

"No, I'll buy. Don't worry about it." Arthur cut her off. Ariadne sighed and nodded. Meanwhile Dom was listening to the exchange with a smirk.

Dom quickly stopped at a jewelry store and waited as Arthur and Ariadne quickly made their way in, not taking longer than ten minutes inside.

"Let me see." Dom requested. Ariadne held out her hand, her face flushed. Dom gently took hold of her hand and turned it so he could look at the ring carefully.

"Arthur picked it out." Ariadne bashfully informed him.

"He has good taste." Dom grinned. "Nice wedding bands too. I like them. Now we need to get our passports and ID's. After that we can head to the airport."

"Dom, the Mercedes has been trailing us for a while." Arthur anxiously told him.

"I know. I was hoping the last stop would throw them off, but we're going to have to lose them at the airport." Dom grunted.

Dom pulled onto an old battered road hoping to lose the Mercedes. He quickly made a few turns before coming onto a dirt road. The dirt road slowly turned into a narrow paved road, and Ariadne watched as a small warehouse came into view. Dom pulled into a garage and Arthur quickly got out, calling for Ariadne to follow him.

"We need to create and alias for you. Well for us. You'll just have to take the same last name as me. I don't know if we need to change your first name or not." Arthur mumbled more to himself than to her.

"Are your names different?" Ariadne meekly asked.

"No. We keep our first names, we only change our middle and last names. It keeps it easier for us. That way we don't call each other by a wrong name or confuse each other."

"Then I want to keep my first name." Ariadne said defiantly.

"Alright." Arthur knocked on a door and it was slowly opened, a short middle-aged man peeking through suspiciously.

"Arthur! My boy what are you doing here?" The man exclaimed in his heavily Italian accent.

"Alessandro! It's great to see you again, but we need your help. We need to get those passports and ID's from you. And we need to make some for her." Arthur motioned for Ariadne to join him, pulling her close to him and lacing his arm around her waist.

"You are in trouble? What kind of trouble? And who is this beautiful young lady Arthur?" Alessandro asked, his face sullen.

"It's a long story. We don't have time. We just need the kids' passports, ID's, birth certificates, as well as Dom's and mine. Can you make hers?" Arthur anxiously asked, his grip on Ariadne tightening slightly.

Alessandro nodded and made his way to a small closet. He quickly made his way back with Arthur, Dom, and the kids' fake documents and briskly walked towards Ariadne, pulling her to follow him. Arthur nodded and followed.

Ariadne looked around curiously at all of the strange machinery surrounding her. Not knowing what any of them did, she sighed and looked at Arthur, her eyes wide with fear.

"Alright, Ariadne. Look over here. Smile!" Alessandro instructed her, and she did as she was told. Within minutes Alessandro had her picture printed and was in the process of making Ariadne's passport and ID.

"What will your name be?" He asked, and Arthur came up to him.

"Ariadne Giordano." Arthur told Alessandro, holding up his left hand revealing his ring. "We'll also need a marriage certificate."

"Ah! Congratulations Arthur!" Alessandro grabbed Arthur and kissed both of his cheeks and gave him a huge hug.

Ariadne giggled and Arthur chuckled nervously. Alessandro then proceeded to do the same with Ariadne.

"What a lucky man you are Arthur!" Alessandro exclaimed and entered all of Ariadne's details.

"Age?"

"23." Ariadne replied.

"Height?"

Ariadne blushed. "5'1" Arthur chuckled softly and Ariadne glared at him.

"Birthday?"

"February 21st, 1987." She answered.

Alessandro quickly typed everything she told him and stole glances at Arthur, who was watching with an amused expression.

"So Italian huh? Can't get enough of Italy and its beauty?" Alessandro asked Arthur while he printed Ariadne's passport and ID.

Arthur blushed and nodded. "It's beautiful, and while we're there it will be a nice honeymoon spot. Despite the circumstances."

Ariadne turned bright pink at the sound of a honeymoon. She turned to Arthur her eyes wide and blushed deeper when she realized he was holding her gaze.

"We better head out Alessandro. Thank you for everything." Arthur gave him a hug and pulled Ariadne with him, being sure to grab everything.

Dom was waiting in the car impatiently. "What took you so long? Time is scarce right now. We need to get a move on. Did you get everything?" Dom asked, but noticed the odd look the couple was giving each other.

"Uh huh." Arthur mumbled, handing Dom the envelope with all of their documents. Dom shook his head and looked through the papers. Dom's new alias would be Dominic Oliaro, his children would also be taking up the last name. He double checked the documents to make sure all of them had the same names and information and nodded, placing all of the documents back into the envelope.

He then pulled out of the garage, scanned the area and took off when he was satisfied the Mercedes wasn't anywhere near them.

The airport was chaotic and having to maneuver kids through the airport proved quite the task. Dom had told Arthur and Ariadne to stick together and get on the plane together. Dom and the kids would meet them on there.

"You ok?" Arthur asked, once they made it onto the plane.

"Yeah. Just…I don't know, scared I guess." Ariadne murmured looking at him. Arthur nodded and pulled her closer to him. She laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, listening to his breathing.

"I'll keep you safe. I promise." Arthur whispered into her hair, lacing their fingers together, liking the feel of metal touching metal.

Ariadne sighed contently and looked up when she heard giggles coming from behind her. She smiled as she saw James and Philippa clinging onto Dom's neck as he carried them onto the plane. The small family sat across from the new "married" couple.

"Here we go." Dom muttered to Arthur and Ariadne.

So I have this weird obsession with Italy and the French language...strange combination I know...so I decided that they would go to Italy...and have Italian names as well as an Italian friend. By the way Alessandro apparently means defender of mankind, and I found it appropriate since he is defending Dom, Arthur, Ariadne, and the kids by creating aliases for them... :) I also have a friend who's name is Dom Oliaro...so I borrowed his last name...and well Cobb and he already share a first name ;) Review please!