Hehe...so I got another chapter up...what can I say? I really love this story and it's so fun to write. This one is longer, a lot longer, so I hope you enjoy this one. Let me know what you think. Reviews are my favorite things to get when I check my email! So review like crazy. I want to know what you think, especially if I'm doing something right or wrong. So I need to get feedback. And suggestions are always welcome. There will be times when I hit a dead end and need inspiration...so let me know what you think. I do have an idea where I want this to go, but things can change...

I still don't own Inception...no matter how much I keep telling myself that, it doesn't change. Maybe if I performed Inception on Christopher Nolan...ha! who am I kidding?


The flight was long and boring. Half way through the flight James and Philippa started fussing and Dom had to take them on a short walk.

Arthur had noticed that Ariadne was tense and not saying a word, which was unusual for her usually curious self.

"Ari?" Arthur asked and watched as her head snapped up and she met his gaze.

"Hmm?"

"You ok?" Arthur was rubbing her arm comfortingly, trying to coax anything out of her that she may be holding in.

"I'm fine, just thinking." Ariadne sighed, shifting slightly and looking out the window.

"About?" Arthur urged, knowing full well that she's about to burst any second.

"Everything. Dom and his kids. Us. Eames and Yusuf. What's going to happen when we land? How long are we going to be in hiding." Ariadne listed and looked down at her hands. She was afraid. Both of them knew it.

"Ari. Ari look at me." Arthur commanded gently. Ariadne looked at him, her eyes glossy with unshed tears.

"I'm going to keep you safe. I promise you." Arthur assured her.

"But what if you can't? What if something goes wrong? And what about everyone else? We're all at risk here Arthur. Not just me, or you, or Dom…but all of us. Even his kids are in danger. How are we supposed to avoid something from happening to them?" Ariadne argued, tears slowly rolling down her pale cheeks.

Arthur pulled Ariadne in for a hug and wiped her tears away. He kissed the top of her head and gently massaged her back, hoping to calm her down and make her feel safe.

Dom walked back quietly, holding Philippa's hand and carrying James. He noticed Ariadne's tear stained face and looked at Arthur questioningly. Arthur shook his head and sighed.

"Auntie Ari? Why are you crying? Don't be sad." Philippa said, gently climbing onto her lap and giving her a hug.

"I'm ok Philippa, just a little tired." Ariadne assured the little girl and hugged her back, holding her against her chest. Arthur smiled and looked at Dom who was watching with soft eyes.

James looked at his sister and Ariadne and began squirming. He wanted to sit with Auntie Ari and Uncle Artie. Dom shook his head and set James down, who immediately jumped onto Arthur's lap.

"Oomph!" Arthur grunted as James' weight landed on him. James stared at his sister and Ariadne.

"Uncle Artie? How much longer til we get there?" James whispered looking at Arthur with big curious eyes.

"Soon. It shouldn't be longer than three hours." Arthur told him, gently holding onto him.

"Three hours!" James whined. "Why so long? Why can't we be there already?"

"I'm sorry buddy, why don't you take a nap, it will help time to go by faster." Arthur suggested just as James emitted a yawn. Arthur and Dom chuckled. James curled up against Arthur and quickly fell asleep. Arthur turned to look at Ariadne and found that both she and Philippa had fallen asleep. Ariadne's head was resting on Arthur's shoulder.

"You guys are good with children." Dom stated. Arthur shrugged awkwardly and looked at Dom. "You think you two will have kids?" Arthur's startled expression made Dom laugh.

"I uh, we, we're not even really married." Arthur stuttered in defense.

"That marriage certificate says differently." Dom reasoned.

"It's a fake marriage certificate Dom." Arthur stated matter-of-factly.

"Yes, but you would have asked her eventually right?" Dom asked and held Arthur's gaze. He watched as many emotions flashed across his friend's face.

"Yes." Arthur finally said and looked at Ariadne, a small smile forming on his lips.

"See, so you might as well take advantage of that now." Dom answered, ignoring the glare he got from Arthur.

"It's too complicated right now." Arthur sighed and shook his head, carefully shifting James' weight.

"Is it? Mal and I went through a lot when she was pregnant with both James and Philippa. You could do it if you want to." Dom reasoned.

"Yes, but does she want to? And we just got 'married.' Shouldn't we wait a while?" Arthur asked, his gaze falling back on Ariadne.

Dom nodded, knowing full well the changes that come with having kids. He smiled though, he knew that Arthur and Ariadne could do it if they wanted to.

"I'm not saying to have kids now, but consider it. I'm sure she wouldn't mind. But you're right, things are…complicated, difficult. Wait it out and have a real wedding someday." Dom patted Arthur on the shoulder softly. He sat back down and closed his eyes, falling into a deep dreamless sleep.

Arthur closed his eyes too and was soon overtaken by slumber. He opened his eyes an hour later to find both James and Philippa back with Dom, playing with him. He turned to look at Ariadne, who was still sleeping, and smiled.

Just as he was about to get up, the 'fasten your seatbelts' light turned on and Arthur grumbled. Dom chuckled and buckled in his two children.

Ariadne's eyes fluttered open just before landing and she looked around her confused. Arthur took her hand and squeezed it, reminding her of his presence. She smiled and let her head fall back onto his shoulder.

Philippa insisted on being carried by Ariadne. She wanted to stay with her Auntie. Dom consented and grinned. Arthur followed close behind, not letting either of them out of his sight. They were still vulnerable; until they made it to Ventimiglia they wouldn't be safe. And even when they arrived in the small town, they still weren't guaranteed full safety.

"We should hear from Eames soon." Dom told Arthur, clutching James close to him and grabbing their bags from baggage claim. Arthur nodded and picked up his and Ariadne's bags. Ariadne walked over to where the men were and looked at them curiously.

"How far away is it?" She finally asked, but both Arthur and Dom knew what she was really trying to ask.

When will we be safe?

"About another hour or so." Dom informed her and motioned for them to get a taxi.

"We'll have to get off about ten minutes out of Ventimiglia just to make sure no one knows where we are." Arthur whispered into Ariadne's ear. She nodded and followed Dom outside. They quickly hailed a taxi and told the driver their destination. The drive was a quiet one, none of them wanting to tip off the driver in case he was a spy.

They arrived outside of Ventimiglia forty-five minutes later. Each of them carrying a bag. Ariadne looked around her with wide eyes. It was so beautiful and she had never been to Italy before. She decided that while it was a bad situation, she would make some good out of it. Arthur watched her, fascinated with her awe and beauty.

Ariadne caught him looking at her and blushed, turning her head the other way admiring the landscape.

If only I could see some Architecture. She thought longingly.

In no time they had reached the town, and Dom carefully guided them through it. Ariadne took in everything: the grass, the buildings, the people, and the beauty of it all. Arthur took her hand again, their rings making a small clink when they touched.

Ariadne smiled, she never got tired of that noise, but it got her thinking about what it meant for them. She looked at Arthur, a confused and pained expression on her face. Arthur raised his eyebrows and panic overtook his features.

"What's wrong?" Arthur asked, suddenly alarmed and worried.

Ariadne shook her head. "Later." She whispered. Arthur sighed and kept following Dom.

After what seemed like many twists and turns Dom stopped and stared at the building in front of him.

"We're here." He said, turning to Ariadne and Arthur. Ariadne gaped at the sight in front of her. The house looked nothing like she expected it to. In fact, it looked like it didn't even belong in this old town.

It was a two-story house painted white with green trim. It looked as if it were maybe five years old at the latest and there was a white picket fence around the front. A small yard was located to the right of the house, a small swing set and sand box carefully placed in the yard. Ariadne shook her head. This definitely was not what she was expected.

Arthur chuckled. "Not what you were expecting?" Ariadne just shook her head, still in disbelief. "Come on." Arthur pulled her towards the house. The kids ran in front of Dom and laughed as they made their way to the yard.

"Daddy come push me!" James called as he climbed on the swing.

"Just a second James!" Dom replied, quickly turning to Arthur. Arthur nodded and grabbed Dom and the kids' bags.

"I'll take our stuff inside and get us settled into our rooms." Arthur told Dom as he watched him walk towards his kids.

"Wow, this is…so beautiful." Ariadne finally managed to say.

"Yeah, we didn't want something that looked sketchy or suspicious. We figured why not get a nice town home that looks much smaller on the outside than the inside. Come on, I'll show you around." Arthur led her into the house.

Ariadne looked around. There were hardwood floors at the entrance and in the kitchen, light brown carpet in all of the bedrooms, and tan tile in the bathrooms. The house had two bedrooms on the first floor, and one on the second floor. Arthur quickly made his way to a door and nodded for Ariadne to follow him.

"This way." Arthur said.

"Where…" Ariadne trailed off as he opened the door to reveal a set of stairs going down.

"This is where we actually will be living and sleeping. The top is for show." Arthur explained as he made his way down the stairs, carrying the bags. In the basement there were four bedrooms and three bathrooms, a small kitchen, a tiny living room, and a large family room.

"Wow. So this is the hideout. What exactly will be upstairs?" Ariadne asked, still amazed by everything.

"Well we'll be up there when or if people come and visit. We'll have decoy rooms set up so that it looks like we're living up there, but in reality we'll be down here."

"Who came up with this idea?"

"Mal." Arthur answered, turning right into the first room, which was huge and had three beds. He set down Dom's bags and closed the door.

"Wow. She was brilliant." Ariadne whispered, slowly making her way to another room. Arthur walked into the kitchen and turned on a light as Ariadne explored her new home.

"Arthur?" Ariadne called from the farthest room to the back.

"Yes?" Arthur followed her voice and entered the room.

"Is this our room?" Ariadne shyly asked. The room was also large. It had it's own bathroom and was decorated with a blue comforter.

"What makes you think we're sharing a room?" Arthur asked, feigning confusion.

"Well, I uh…unless you want to share a room with Eames or Yusuf, you're sharing a room with me right? And since we're married, I figured we were…but if you don't want to it's ok…really." Ariadne rambled, her face flushing a deep red.

"Ariadne I was just teasing you. But yes, this is ours. I'd rather not share a room with Eames, and Yusuf is nice, but I think I'd rather share a room with you." Arthur winked at her and she giggled.

He walked over to her and kissed her softly. Slowly her arms wrapped around his neck and he slid his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. The slow kiss soon turned fast and passionate. Arthur slowly moving towards the bed carefully held Ariadne close. Just as the back of Ariadne's knees hit the bed she broke the kiss looking up at him with uncertainty written on her face.

Arthur sat on the bed and pulled her down with him. "What is it?"

"It's just…are we really married? I mean we have a certificate and all, but it's fake." Ariadne played with her scarf that was hanging loosely from her neck.

"It depends. Do you want to be married?" Arthur cautiously asked. "Because if you do, we could always have a real ceremony later and 'officially' get married if you want." Arthur answered.

Ariadne seemed to ponder this for a moment. "We did rush into marriage awfully fast. I may get tired of you." She teased and grinned. "But I'd say, yes, I'd like to be married to you. However, I don't think we need a huge ceremony. But I'd like Eames, Yusuf, Dom, and the kids to be there." Arthur nodded and smiled.

"Ok, so we'll have a small wedding. But technically we're already married, so it doesn't matter."

Ariadne looked sadly at Arthur. "I just wish my parents could've been here to tell them the news." Ariadne whispered.

"I'm sorry. You never talk about them much, what happened?" Arthur asked, knowing he was entering unchartered territory.

Ariadne looked down and frowned. "My parents died when I was eighteen. I had just graduated and found out I got into an amazing college. I was out celebrating with some friends when I got a phone call. They told me my parents had gotten into a car accident. A drunk driver hit them; the car flipped and was totaled. They died instantly. My older brother took off and I haven't heard form him since. He just disappeared." Ariadne told him, tears falling freely.

Arthur pulled her into a hug and comforted her. "I'm so sorry."

Ariadne sniffed and looked up at him. "The sad thing is, I haven't even tried to find my brother. I felt so abandoned by him and wanted nothing to do with him. After my parents died my life had become goal oriented. And luckily enough I received scholarships and was able to make it through undergrad school. My dad would never walk me down the aisle, nor would my mom be able to plan my wedding. So I figured why bother with a huge wedding."

Arthur nodded and waited for her to continue, but she didn't. He got the answer he needed. Now he understood why she was so willing to skip a wedding all together. He wanted to find her brother for her, but didn't want to do so without her permission. That didn't stop him from wanting to research him. He definitely would be doing that. Whether Ariadne wanted him to or not.

"We won't have a big wedding then. And like I said before, we're already married, so it will just be a small ceremony with our friends there." Arthur told her. Ariadne nodded and looked up at him. There was a long silence between them, both thinking about the future and what was going to happen.

Finally Arthur spoke up. "Dom thinks we should have kids."

"What?" Ariadne looked up at him and sat up straight. She studied his face to look for any signs of joking, when she found none she continued questioning him.

"And what do you think?" Ariadne simply asked, getting straight to the point.

"I don't know. I think it's…complicated." Arthur sighed. Ariadne nodded.

"I'd like to have kids, eventually. Right now I don't know what I want…"

Arthur looked at her and smiled. "I'm glad my straightforwardness didn't freak you out. I expected you to flip out." Arthur laughed and blushed.

"I've always wanted kids, it really just depended on the guy and if he wanted any."

"I do want kids. I just, I don't know if it's safe." Arthur admitted.

"Well we'll leave it open for discussion, and when we're ready to talk about it, we will." Ariadne said, standing up. "But I think you have a small wedding to plan." She grinned and stretched her arms above her head her shirt rising up revealing a small amount of skin. Arthur's gaze fell there and he swallowed quickly looking away and pushing away any thoughts he may have been having about her and the bed aside.

Ariadne noticed this and blushed. "I'm going to go look around some more. You can unpack and plan away. Then I'll go check on Dom and the kids." Ariadne swiftly made her way out of the room and turned into the first room.

Jumping back and screaming she nearly fainted. Arthur rushed into the room, his gun drawn and ready to shoot at the intruder.

"Why that's no way to treat your co-worker darling." Eames grinned as he sat on the bed.

"Eames you idiot!" Arthur shouted as he put his gun away and grabbed Ariadne's hand, trying to calm her down.

"Well you told me to meet you here, so I did. You know, it's a good thing these walls are thick otherwise I might have been scarred for life from whatever you two were doing in there. You were in there an awful long time. Are you sure you don't need me to leave for an hour or two?" Eames tantalized them.

Arthur scowled at him and grabbed a book that was on the dresser and threw it at Eames. "Shut up Eames!"

"Hey, hey, it's ok. We all have needs and urges. Just don't do anything when I'm in the house." Eames raised his hands in defense and quickly dodged another flying object.

Ariadne was blushing and looked at Eames. "It's good to see you here safe Eames."

"Aww, why thanks love. It's good to know someone missed me. And look at you. You married Mr. Point Man here huh? Well congrats darling. But I'm hurt I wasn't invited to the wedding."

"And you won't be." Arthur snapped.

"Ah, don't be that way Arthur." Eames reasoned.

Ariadne spoke up, wanting to prevent Arthur from beating up Eames. "Eames you're actually invited to our small ceremony we'll be having soon. Right Arthur?" Ariadne turned to Arthur, her face pleading with him to be nice. Arthur sighed and nodded.

"Well I get to be Maid of Honor then!" Eames chuckled and Ariadne giggled. "I'm going to go say hi to Cobb." Eames stood up and headed for the door.

"Actually it's Oliaro. We need to use our aliases now, or at least in public." Arthur told him. Eames nodded and left the couple alone.

"This is going to be hell." Arthur said once Eames was upstairs.

"Oh come on Arthur, it won't be that bad." Ariadne replied, leaning closer to him and kissing him. "Let's go." She pulled him with her and walked up the stairs.

It truly was going to be hard living with Eames.

I was actually going to end it with Ariadne screaming, but I figured I would wait to put cliffhangers later on it the story. So I ended it with Arthur's thoughts on living with Eames. Anyways, let me know what you think! Review = love. reviews = feedback. reviews = ideas/suggestions...and I can go on with them...haha...thanks for reading and sticking with me this far! I won't be updating tomorrow, I have class all day...so I won't get home til 7 or so and then I have to do homework, so not writing tomorrow for me *sigh* so enjoy this super long chapter with super long Author's notes... :)