This chapter was intense to write! Whoo! Starts off fluffy, the bam! Drama! What will happen! Thanks for all the reviews! I always get really excited to see what you have to say and I get encouraged when you guys give me feedback. Thank you all! Now here's the next chapter! Read it and let me know what you think. I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can! But classes get in the way of writing, so we'll see what happens! Of course I can't leave you hanging either. So read and review!

I want to own Inception...I could really use a wish right now...(I dont own that song either)


After arriving back at the hotel, Saito informed Arthur and Ariadne that the hair stylist would be up in their room at 7 PM sharp. Arthur nodded and picked up Ariadne's bags, guiding her into their room.

Dom knocked on their door not long after they arrived.

"Were you followed?" He whispered, glancing at Ariadne and back at Arthur. Arthur nodded and turned away from Ariadne.

"I think Ariadne's seen him before or knows him. She's been acting strange since she spotted him." Arthur told Dom.

"You told her!" Dom hissed.

"I had to, she deserves to know. We all do." Arthur countered.

Dom sighed. "Alright, but you weren't followed here?"

"No, I didn't see him after we left the salon. So we should be fine, but we need to keep our eyes out for him at this premiere thing Saito wants us at." Arthur sighed and shook his head. He didn't think publicity or attention was good for them, but Saito assured them they would be safe, so they agreed.

"Ok, well keep in touch. If anything suspicious shows up call me and make sure to let the others know. I'm going to be with the kids, but I'll meet you in the lobby at 7:45." Dom informed Arthur. Arthur turned back to Ariadne and closed the door, nodding his head slightly at Dom in the process.

"Ari, you ok?" Arthur finally asked. Ariadne looked up at him and smiled.

"Yes. I can't believe you're going to cut your hair. I don't want you to." Ariadne pouted and ran her fingers through his hair. The motion causing him to close his eyes and lean into her touch.

"I know, but in order to stay safe it's best that we alter our appearances. Some of us are more stubborn than others though. But I want to keep you two safe, so it's necessary." Arthur mumbled, his eyes still closed.

Ariadne leaned in and kiss him softly, enjoying just being alone with Arthur. Arthur deepened the kiss, but as the kiss grew more and more passionate he pulled back. Ariadne let out a muffled sigh in protest.

"Don't stop."

"But your hair." Arthur gasped, trying to catch his breath.

"Work around it." Ariadne said, pulling Arthur in for the kiss. "I told you I want to spend time with you and your hair before it goes." She whispered breathlessly.

Arthur smiled into the kiss and pulled her on top of him. "As you wish."

Ariadne giggled and soon they were fumbling with clothes.

Ariadne's hair managed to stay intact despite the actions that went on. The only thing she had to fix was her make up. Arthur chuckled as he thought about what happened.

"I guess we did work around your hair." Arthur told her. She grinned and sat next to him.

"Your hair is another story." She said, her eyes roaming over his figure. His hair was disheveled and sticking up in different directions. "Too bad it's going to be gone soon." Ariadne sighed.

"It'll grow back." Arthur shrugged, although he really didn't want to cut his hair, he just knew that it as crucial.

There was a knock on the door and Ariadne frowned. "Murderer." She muttered. Arthur laughed and opened the door.

"Ah you must be the hair stylist." Arthur ushered the man in.

"You should be ashamed of yourself. Killing this beautiful hair." Ariadne scolded. Arthur scrunched his eyebrows together and looked at her.

"Don't mind her, she's just upset my hair has to go." Arthur apologized. Ariadne grumbled and walked into the bathroom, deciding to get dressed. She'd rather not see his hair get chopped off.

Ariadne quickly pulled out her dress and admired it before putting it on. She fixed her hair a little more and checked her make up. Happy with the results she pulled out her high heels and debated putting them on now or later. She heard some mumbling out in the room and opened the door slightly to hear what was going on.

"Thank you." Arthur was saying as he closed the door.

Ariadne, afraid to see what he looked like, closed the door and inhaled, allowing the air to calm her down. She heard a quiet knock on the door and moved away from the door quickly.

"Come in." She replied timidly. Arthur opened the door and slid in gracefully. Ariadne didn't look at him and Arthur sighed.

"Ari." He touched her shoulder and she turned around slowly. She finally met his gaze and her eyes widened. She couldn't help the smile that formed on her face. It was definitely a different look, but it didn't look half bad. She started laughing and Arthur looked at her confused.

"Care to tell me what's so funny?" Arthur asked, blushing and running his hand over his short hair.

"Nothing. It's just not as bad as I thought it would be." She said as she laughed. "Come here."

Arthur stepped closer to her and she rubbed her hand over his soft fuzz. Arthur watched her facial expressions, taking in every detail as she examined him. Her smile didn't falter and her eyes were twinkling.

"It's cute." Ariadne finally said.

"I don't do cute." Arthur protested.

"Too late, you're cute!" Ariadne's grin widened.

"You're asking for it!" Arthur playfully threatened.

"Maybe…" Ariadne trailed off and turned around. "…cutie!" She called over her shoulder.

"That's it." Arthur laughed and grabbed Ariadne and gently pulled her out of the bathroom, pushing her gently on the bed. He then proceeded to tickle her.

"Arthur! Arthur stop! Please!" Ariadne gasped between laughter.

"Are you taking it back?" Arthur questioned, his hands stopping for a moment.

"NO! It's true! You're my cutie!" Ariadne shouted as Arthur began tickling her again. "Arthur please!"

Arthur smiled and leaned closer to her, placing chaste kisses on her face. Ariadne, catching her breath, closed her eyes and allowed herself to lay back, her hair shifting in the process.

Arthur watched as his wife calmed down and laid back, he crawled next to her, placing his hand on her stomach and softly caressing it. Ariadne opened her eyes and watched as Arthur leaned in and kissed her stomach, tears forming in her eyes she smiled.

"You messed up my hair." Ariadne decided to say, not wanting to ruin the moment, but knowing that they had to finish getting ready. Arthur grinned.

"See what happens when you call me cute."

Ariadne rolled her eyes. She got up and Arthur followed her into the bathroom. He watched as she fixed her hair and smoothed down her dress.

"I never told you how beautiful you look in that dress…" Arthur eyed her. She turned to him and looked down, blushing.

"Thank you." Ariadne looked up as Arthur moved closer and leaned in to kiss her.

"You don't look half bad yourself." She replied, smiling.

Arthur looked down at his suit and straightened his jacket. "I thought I looked pretty good, if I do say so myself." He joked. Ariadne shook her head.

"No, but seriously. You look beautiful. And your haircut…it's gorgeous." Arthur whispered into her ear. She shivered and jumped as a knock was heard on the door.

"Stop being like bunnies for one minute and come out here!" Eames shouted from outside. Arthur groaned and grabbed his wallet and keys. Ariadne grabbed her small clutch and followed Arthur out the door.

"Well well, you clean up nicely." Eames teased Arthur, rubbing his head and chuckling.

"Hey! You couldn't touch the hair before, you can't touch it now!" Arthur slapped at Eames' hand. Eames grinned and turned to Ariadne, bowing and taking her hand and kissing it.

"And you look quite lovely my dear." He winked at her and led the way to the elevator. Arthur wrapped his arm around Ariadne and winked, kissing her temple.

"So are you ready to live the life of the rich and famous?" Eames asked.

"No. I don't think this is a good idea." Arthur admitted. Eames' expression became sober.

"Neither do I, but don't tell anyone I agreed with you." Eames agreed and playfully joked.

"Is publicity safe? I mean, the people following is will know what we all look like and where to find us." Ariadne asked, her gaze becoming hard as she thought of the man following them.

"Saito claims we'll be safe, but they're no guarantees. I want you to stay close to me ok?" Arthur told her.

"And I'll watch your backs too." Eames declared, putting an arm around Arthur and Ariadne.

Dom and Yusuf were waiting in the lobby for them. Dom smiled when he saw Arthur's haircut and Ariadne's dress.

"Nice haircut." Dom nudged Arthur and turned to Ariadne. "And you look stunning."

"Thank you." Ariadne smiled shyly.

"How does it feel?" Dom asked, motioning to Arthur's hair.

"Weird." Arthur confessed.

Dom snickered. "Yeah, I bet. And how do you like it Ariadne?"

"I think it makes him look…" Ariadne grinned and Arthur glared at her. "…sophisticated." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and Eames eyed him suspiciously

"Good. Shall we?" Dom asked. Just as they walked out of the hotel Saito's limo pulled up. Saito's assistant got out and opened the door for them. Ariadne slid in first, followed by Arthur, Eames, Dom, and Yusuf.

"You all look nice." Saito complimented them. "Good, because there will be plenty of pictures."

"What?" Dom's head snapped up.

"Yes, you'll be seen as my guests, my friends. So naturally you will be in pictures."

Arthur groaned inwardly and Ariadne sighed. Eames grinned like a mad man, and Yusuf fiddled with his suit nervously.

When they arrived, there already were a lot of flashes from the cameras. Saito slid out first, waving and bowing as pictures were being taken. Yusuf got out of the limo and tried to avoid getting pictures taken, but someone managed to take two or three shots. Dom got out nervously. He didn't like taking pictures, especially knowing that his reputation was well known.

Fortunate for him, Eames stepped out of the limo and began posing. He took all the attention off of Dom and grinned as a few girls swooned when he winked at them. Eames pulled out some glasses and put them on, despite the fact that it was well into the night.

Ariadne and Arthur exited the limo last. A lot of the women that were swooning over Eames turned and gasped when they saw Arthur. With the attention no longer on him, Eames walked inside, grumbling about Arthur being a pretty boy.

Ariadne noticed the women giggling and shrieking over Arthur, so she grabbed his hand and laced her fingers with his. Catching on to what she was doing, Arthur lifted her left hand and kissed it, just below where her rings were. The girls moaned and began whispering to each other, glaring at Ariadne.

Arthur noticed this and turned her towards him. He put one hand on her waist and the other on her elbow smiling widely at her as her look turned into one of shock with his swift movement. He didn't even notice a picture being taken of their intimate moment. When another flash went off, Arthur turned towards the camera and Ariadne turned to another one, not sure which camera to look at.

Arthur pulled her closer to him, his arm wrapped around her and his hand gently resting on her waist. They smiled as someone shouted 'say cheese' to them and took their picture. They barely had time to move before another photo was taken. Another one was taken right after that and Ariadne was becoming overwhelmed with it all. Arthur, noticing this, turned her towards him and put his hand on her back, pulling her arm and allowing her to place her hand just under his chin. He laughed and gently grabbed her elbow, deciding to kiss her.

The crowd both cheered and booed. The girls jealous of Ariadne sneered at her, but she didn't care. Arthur was about to place his hand on her stomach, but thought it best to not let that secret get out. The less they knew about that, the better.

Saito ushered them in quickly and made sure no photographers would be allowed in. Ariadne looked flustered and Dom frowned.

"Are you alright?"

"It's all so overwhelming. And it's hot." Ariadne answered. Arthur frowned and made sure she got a glass of water before ordering.

At the table all of them were laughing and enjoying their dinner. Ariadne felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around.

"Excuse me miss." The voice said. Ariadne gasped and spilled her glass of water. Arthur stood up and stepped in front of her.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." The man threatened, pointing a gun at him. Arthur didn't back down though. Dom saw the gun and thought of a way to get rid of it, but four other men snuck up behind them.

"You see, if you resist, my men will just shoot you all. All I want is for Ariadne to come with me." The man sneered, looking at Ariadne and glaring at Arthur.

"Brendan don't do this!" Ariadne pleaded, her heart pounding and tears forming in her eyes.

"Then come with me!" Brendan shouted. People turned to look at the scene going on in front of them, but when two more men walked in with guns, the crowd quieted and continued to eat.

"You know him?" Arthur growled and forced himself in front of her as Brendan tried to get to her.

"Yes." She whispered. Arthur could feel the anger burning in him, but he remained calm.

"Care to explain?" Arthur asked as everyone else at the table tried to figure out what to do.

"He's my brother." Ariadne replied, tears falling down her face freely now.

"This, psycho, is your brother?" Arthur growled, ready to punch him.

"Ah, you see, I work for Cobol. I'm their hitman. Unfortunately things are twisted and my little sister is involved with a thief, a criminal!" Brendan scowled and punched Arthur in the stomach. Arthur gasped and fell down, trying desperately to protect Ariadne.

"Come on little sis. You're coming with me. You're not safe with them and I'm not losing you again." Brendan grabbed Ariadne by the arm and she cried out. Arthur stood up and punched Brendan just as Dom and Eames lunged at the other men, knocking them out and taking their guns. While the other men rushed after them, they shot them and watched in horror as Arthur and Brendan struggled with a gun. There was a gunshot and everyone stopped, fear, shock, and disbelief on their faces.

"Oh no." Dom and Eames whispered.

Evil, I know...I hate cliffhangers, and yet, I love them too...review please! Oh and you can see pictures of Arthur and Ariadne's poses on my profile...just look for the chapter and the link!