Alright here is the next chapter! I don't really like the way it came out...for some reason I had a hard time writing this chapter...however I hope you enjoy it. It has to get angsty before it can get better! But it won't be this way for long! I promise! However, there will be drama and problems along the way...pretty soon we'll be getting into who is after them, along with some twists...hmmm...read and review and I'll get started on the next chapter sooner! haha
I still don't own Inception...but hopefully in a few months I will own the DVD! Haha...I am having withdrawals from it...
"Arthur, we're going to take the escape route and meet at our other rendezvous spot. Once we're safely away and sure that no one's followed us, I'll call you. Be sure to have Eames and Yusuf meet us there too. Be careful." Dom quickly told them before picking up his children and dragging their bags.
Arthur and Ariadne watched as Dom left. Arthur's head snapped up when he heard more gunshots and yelling.
"I better go help Eames." Arthur quickly pulled out his gun and began walking upstairs.
"Arthur no!" Ariadne pulled on his arm. Arthur turned to her and pulled her into a deep kiss.
"Stay here and be safe. There's an extra gun in my bag. Get it and stay in the room. I'll come and get you when it's safe." He urgently told her. She nodded; tears falling freely down her face. He kissed her one last time before heading upstairs.
Arthur rushed into the kitchen in the decoy house. He found Eames in a fistfight with a man; before he could go help Eames he felt a sharp punch fly to his face. He flinched and held his nose, hoping that it wasn't broken. He turned around and swung at him, knocking him down. Just as the man fell down Arthur heard Eames cry out in pain as a gunshot resounded throughout the room. Turning around quickly he found Eames clutching his shoulder.
Arthur quickly aimed at the man that shot Eames and pulled the trigger, the man's limp body fell to the floor as he rushed to Eames.
"Eames!" Arthur pulled Eames off the ground and checked his wound.
"I'm fine darling. Nothing I can't handle." Eames winced and gasped as Arthur poked around the bullet wound.
"What happened?" Arthur asked, still examining the damage.
"I was sitting up here reading, when all of a sudden five guys barged in like they owned the place and began shooting around." Eames breathlessly replied.
"Wait, five guys?" Arthur asked looking around alarmed, but it was too late, he saw three men making their way down stairs. "Ariadne!" Arthur stood up and followed the men downstairs. He heard Ariadne's scream and rammed into the now closed and locked door.
"Arthur!" She screamed.
Arthur rammed into the door harder and it finally broke. He rushed into the room to find a man pinning Ariadne to the bed, a knife to her neck. Her wrists were bruising and her shirt was practically ripped open. Arthur, anger consuming him, shot the man. She screamed and began sobbing. Arthur rushed to her and cradled her quivering body.
"Shh! I'm here." He whispered reassuringly.
Ariadne clung onto him, fear overtaking her and she passed out.
"Ari? Ariadne!" Arthur exclaimed as her body went limp in his arms. "Eames! Eames!"
Eames came barging into the room, gun drawn. He looked around the room alert and put away his gun as he saw the three dead men on the ground, Arthur on the bed, and Ariadne unconscious in his arms.
"What happened?"
"I came down to find Ariadne pinned on the bed and this guy," Arthur pointed at the man lying lifeless in front of the bed, "was trying to rape her."
"What?" Eames growled.
"He didn't. I made it…barely." Arthur sighed. "And then she just passed out."
"We've got a bigger problem than we thought." Eames shook his head and put his hand back to his bleeding shoulder.
"Let's clean up, get rid of the bodies, and then we can check up on Dom and the kids." Arthur told Eames.
"I thought they left?" Eames asked, confused.
"No, that was just a decoy move in case they heard us talking about anything. We have a cellar that goes deep, and when I say deep, I mean deep. Hopefully they couldn't hear anything that went on up here. They shouldn't have. We soundproofed that room and everything. But we need to make this presentable for James and Philippa." Arthur sighed. The children shouldn't be exposed to anything, nor should they be put in danger like they are now.
"Ok, but can we get this fixed first?" Eames asked, pointing at his soaking shirt. Arthur nodded and laid Ariadne down on the bed, brushing her hair out of her face and kissing her.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. Ariadne stirred, but didn't wake up. He frowned and helped Eames carry the three bodies upstairs. Piling them up with the other two men upstairs Eames looked around.
"What are we supposed to do with these exactly?"
"We need to bury them. There's a place about a mile away from here. We have to move quick though. I don't want to leave Ariadne here alone." Arthur told him, picking up a body and dragging it to the garage where he threw it into a van.
"Wait, since when do we have a van?" Eames raised an eyebrow at Arthur, feeling out of the loop.
"We have had it hidden for a while, right now seems like as good a time as any to put it to good use."
"Huh. And here I thought you were an old stick in the mud with no imagination. Wait a second, where's Yusuf?" Eames' head snapped up. Arthur looked at Eames, panic written all over his face.
"Right now we can't waste time. We need to dispose of these bodies and then we'll find him." Arthur said. Eames nodded and within an hour the bodies were buried.
Arthur eyed Eames when he saw him grimace. "Is it getting bad?"
Eames just nodded, in too much pain to answer. Arthur hit the steering wheel and held in a yell.
Pulling into the garage Arthur jumped out and helped Eames out of the van and into the house. Eames trudged his way into the living room, which somehow was perfectly clean. Arthur looked around, shocked. Eames whistled.
"I decided to clean up the mess while you were gone." Yusuf shakily told them, creeping out of his room.
"Where the hell were you?" Arthur shouted.
Yusuf flinched and looked down, rubbing his arm. "I hid under the bed."
"Why? We could have used your help! You could have kept an eye on Ariadne for me! Protected her!" Arthur was furious. Yusuf continued looking down.
"I lost my gun. I don't do well in fighting positions. You know that! It was just a reaction." Yusuf defended himself.
"But you have a job to do! We need to keep each other safe!" Arthur moved closer to Yusuf, pointing his finger at him.
"Arthur." Eames said, shaking his head. He was getting paler. Arthur sighed and rubbed his face.
"I'm sorry." Arthur told Yusuf. "Check up on him for me ok? Fix him up, he can't get worse." Yusuf nodded and tended to Eames while Arthur walked into the dining room. He pushed the bookcase aside and walked into the hidden room. He then proceeded to move a table and pulled up a door leading to the cellar.
"Dom!" Arthur called out.
"Arthur!" Dom quickly made his way up, glancing downstairs protectively.
"They've been dealt with. I think you and the kids should stay down there though. At least at night. We can't risk anything happening."
"What happened? Did you find anything out?"
"No. Ariadne was attacked. We had to kill them. Eames was shot. We cleaned everything up, but Ariadne is unconscious. We're in over our heads Dom." Arthur sighed.
Dom nodded and watched Arthur intently. "Is Ariadne ok?"
"I'm not sure. But we need to take care of Eames. He lost a lot of blood." Arthur said and turned around as he heard his scream.
"Bloody hell Yusuf! Can't you be gentler!"
Arthur chuckled lightly, he couldn't help but find the situation amusing. Dom shook his head and smirked.
"Or not...he seems fine. We'll just give him painkillers." Arthur chuckled and turned to Dom.
"James and Philippa are asleep. I'll leave them down there for now. Let's check up on our Forger shall we?"
Arthur nodded just as he heard a scream.
Ariadne woke up screaming. She dreamt of the men attacking her. She couldn't help but vividly picture everything that happened. The men, the two dead bodies falling, the man eyeing her lustfully, the knife, the way he ripped her clothes. She violently lashed about, pushing at nothing.
Arthur ran into the room, Dom following close behind.
"Ariadne!" He cried. She kept lashing out, throwing punches at Arthur. Arthur gently grabbed her fists.
"Ari! Ari, it's me! Shh! I'm here." Arthur tried calming her. She squirmed against him, her sobs becoming louder and louder. Arthur rubbed her back gently. Ariadne's sobs finally resided and she clung tightly to Arthur. Her breathing was coming in short gasps, causing her to hyperventilate.
Arthur continued to rub her back, hoping it would calm her. Slowly but surely her breathing calmed and normalized. Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and glanced and Dom who was still standing at the door.
"Ari. What happened?" Arthur asked, hoping his question wouldn't upset her.
"I dreamt…I dreamt that…." She couldn't finish her sentence and began crying again.
"Shh. It's ok." Arthur whispered soothingly.
"Ariadne, you're fine. We'll keep you safe." Dom finally walked into the room and crouched in front of Ariadne and Arthur, hoping to get through to her.
She nodded weakly and buried her head in Arthur's chest. Arthur stroked her hair and looked helplessly at Dom. He knew that this would be a sign of what the next few days were going to be like.
Dom sighed. "Arthur, take her down to the cellar."
"But James and Philippa will see her. They might get scared. And knowing them they will ask tons of questions." Arthur argued.
Dom nodded. "Yes, but take her to the other room, hopefully they won't go in there. They know that they can't go into rooms they aren't supposed to."
"I don't want them to get scared though. If she has another nightmare…" Arthur trailed off looking at Ariadne. She hadn't said anything through the whole exchanged and he felt weird talking about her with her right there in his arms.
"Arthur's right." Ariadne finally said.
Dom looked at her and waited for her to turn to him and speak up again. She slowly turned her head to look at Dom.
"I don't want to scare James and Philippa. If something happens, and I wake up…like I just did…I don't want them to be scared."
Arthur squeezed her gently and helped her sit up. She rubbed her eyes and looked defiantly at Dom. Dom finally nodded.
"Ok, however I don't think you should stay up here. It's much safer down there." Dom reasoned.
"I'll go when this passes." Ariadne whispered.
"Alright. I'll give you two some time alone." Dom said as he closed the door.
"Ari, you need to tell me what happened." Arthur finally said. She nodded and he noticed that her lips quivered.
"He, he came in and he threatened me. I shot the other two men with the gun that was in your bag, but then he pinned me down and the bed, pulled out a knife and held it to my throat." She ran her fingers across the scabby cut on her neck and shivered. "Then he ripped my shirt open and tried to tear my pants. I screamed and that's when you came in and shot him." Ariadne began sobbing again. "Arthur I was so scared!"
Arthur clutched her against him, not wanting to let her go. He only wished he could take away her fear and help her recover from this.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't make it in time. And I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise." Arthur whispered in her hair.
"It's not your fault Arthur." Ariadne shook her head. She knew that he did what he could. It didn't mean that her dreams would be pleasant now, they definitely would be nightmares these next few days.
Arthur shook his head and held her. Hoping that her dreams wouldn't be nightmares for long. They laid down on the bed and fell asleep, clinging to each other desperately.
So yes, very angsty. The beginning of the next chapter will be too...but it won't last too long. Answers need to be found! :O Please review! It helps me to know who's still reading and enjoying this story...