Alright! This is the last chapter...the next one will be the epilogue! woo! It's done! Hope you enjoy this chapter, I feel like it was rushed, but maybe you won't think so. Either way read and review! and keep your eyes out for the epilogue, which should be up in a few days. What would you like to see in the epilogue? Also, I'm going to be working on a couple oneshots before I start my next story. I think after writing this one and reading other fanfics as well as watching Inception over and over again, I have really begun to understand Arthur and Ariadne more. So I'm hoping my next story will be more true to the characters. Enough of my babbling. Read on!

I wish I owned Inception...


The plane landed in Paris and everyone was more than ready to be in a house and relax. Arthur and Ariadne invited the others to Ariadne's apartment, which wasn't large, but it would be good enough for now.

Dom smiled in gratitude as he laid the sleeping James and Philippa on the couch.

"Thanks for letting us stay here." Eames whispered.

Ariadne smiled. "No problem. I'm sorry it's so small though."

"Don't worry about it love. This will do. And we promise not to be in your hair for too long. I'm sure all of us are anxious to get back home." Eames replied.

"I better go and start getting things settled for Brendan." Ariadne excused herself and Eames shot her a concerned look before turning to Arthur and giving him the same look. Arthur raised his brows and followed Eames gaze. He sighed and walked over to where she was, talking on the phone.

Ariadne was already busying herself with plans for Brendan's funeral and Arthur was getting worried, especially knowing that Eames was worried about her too.

"Ari, you really should just take it easy and relax." Arthur tried to convince her. She shook her head and turned to look at him.

"Arthur, we need to get this done as soon as possible. There's so much to do, thankfully I can afford the funeral and everything."

"Ariadne, listen to me. We don't need to plan anything fancy or huge. Something simple would work. Why don't you let me handle it?" Arthur offered and watched her cautiously, afraid that she would freak out.

Ariadne stared at him for a moment and nodded. "Okay. I'll go set up the extra room for Dom and the kids, and I guess Eames and Yusuf will have to sleep in the living room."

"They'll be fine." Arthur assured her and kissed her before taking the phone from her and making phone calls.

It didn't even take Arthur two hours to get everything planned and settled. He walked out of the bedroom and sat on the couch with Ariadne, joining in the conversation with the others.

"So who get's to be the godfather?" Eames asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to try to convince them to let him be the godfather.

"Well we had already promised Dom that he'd be godfather first." Ariadne replied quietly. Hoping not to hurt his feelings.

"There's always godmother." Arthur joked playfully. Eames shot him an annoyed look before thinking it over and grinning widely.

"Seriously? I can be godmother?" Eames was grinning so widely, even Dom and Yusuf were shocked.

"What? No, it was a joke." Arthur stuttered, at a loss for words.

"Oh please, oh please, oh please!" Eames begged playfully.

"Wait, are you serious?" Ariadne asked suspiciously, not sure if he was being serious or not.

"Oh I'm perfectly serious love, an Englishman never jokes about these things."

Ariadne turned to look at Arthur, who still hadn't recovered from the strange outburst. His mouth was hanging open and for once Ariadne saw the usually composed Point Man completely in shock.

"Well, er, I uh…I guess so?" Ariadne asked, fumbling for words. "It won't be weird or anything will it? Is it even legal?"

"I don't know if it is legal, it sounds wrong to me." Yusuf piped up, watching the exchange with amusement.

"You know, it is perfectly fine to have two godfathers. Do you plan on having any godmothers?" Dom finally spoke up, wanting to ease the awkwardness that both Arthur and Ariadne were feeling.

"Really?" Arthur and Ariadne asked in unison. Dom smirked and nodded.

"Well I was thinking that maybe we could ask a couple of my friends, they've always told me they wanted to be godmothers, and I think they'd be great." Ariadne answered and turned to Arthur, her eyes questioning.

"Ari, if that's what you want to do, it's fine." Arthur grinned at her and kissed her.

"Yes, I'll talk to them as soon as we find out for sure." Ariadne answered and turned to Eames.

"Eames, would you like to be godfather too?" Ariadne asked cheekily. Eames eyes sparkled and he nodded.

"With great pleasure."

"I'll be watching you Eames. No funny business. My kid will not be learning how to play poker. And you will not teach him or her to do anything without our permission." Arthur warned. Eames grin just got wider.

"I can't promise anything Arthur." Eames raised his hands in mock surrender, shrugging as he did so.

Arthur muttered something under his breath and turned to Ariadne. "The funeral is tomorrow afternoon. Is that good?"

"That soon?" Ariadne asked, not really ready to bury her brother, but knowing that she had to. "Yeah, it's fine."

"Alright, we should all get some rest, it's been a long day." Dom said, nodding towards his sleeping children and motioning at Yusuf, who was nodding off.

"Good idea, I could sleep for a week." Eames stretched and yawned.

"Here, we'll get you some blankets and find some pillows for you. Dom, you and the kids can have the guest room." Arthur told them, before standing up and following Ariadne to a closet.

Ariadne began pulling blankets, sheets, comforters, and pillows down from the shelves, handing them to Arthur.

"This should be enough." Ariadne said before closing the door and turning to Arthur, who wasn't even visible behind the pile of blankets. Ariadne giggled and reached for some of the blankets.

"Come on, it's time we all get to bed." Ariadne laughed as she gently pushed Arthur in the right direction.

"Why thank you Ariadne." Yusuf grabbed a few blankets and pillows from Arthur and settled down on the floor. Eames was just eyeing Arthur mischievously before pulling the blanket from the bottom of the stack Arthur was holding. Arthur, not expecting it, moved to prevent the rest of the blankets and pillows from falling and fell backwards, all of the blankets flying on top of him.

Eames broke into a loud laughter as he saw Arthur's head peek out from under a pillow and glare at him.

"Sorry love, but I couldn't resisit." Eames said innocently. Arthur scowled at him and threw the blankets at Arthur.

"Go to sleep Mr. Eames." Arthur growled, standing up and dusting off his clothes.

Ariadne just rolled her eyes at the two bickering men and waved, grabbing Arthur's hand and pulling him with her.

"Goodnight, boys." Ariadne called from the hallway.

"'Night Ariadne!" Yusuf and Eames called before turning out the lights.

Arthur was grumbling all the way to the bedroom. Ariadne giggled when they finally entered the room and closed the door.

"Arthur, calm down. He's just messing with you."

"I know, and I hate it." Arthur replied, irritation evident in his voice.

"Come on, I'm tired." Ariadne pulled him onto the bed.

"Aren't you going to change first?" Arthur asked, obviously taking discomfort in the fact that he was still in his suit.

"Uh uh, too tired to change." Ariadne whined.

"Come on Ari, you're not going to be very comfortable in your jeans. Let's change and you can sleep."

"Mmmm…sleepy." Ariadne mumbled.

Arthur rolled his eyes and gently tugged off her jeans.

"Arthur!" Ariadne hissed playfully.

"Ariadne!" Arthur mimicked playfully.

"Someone could walk in!" Ariadne protested, but she really didn't care.

"Yeah, and my hair will fall out." Arthur retorted.

Ariadne laughed at that and finally gave in. "Fine I'll change." She got up and walked to her drawer, pulling out a pair of pajama bottoms and a thin t-shirt.

By the time Ariadne finished changing, Arthur was already in bed waiting for her.

"Wait, how did you? You know what never mind, you're you…" Ariadne shook her head in disbelief and crawled into bed next to him. She pulled the covers over them and cuddled next to Arthur.

"Thank you Arthur. For everything." Ariadne muttered before falling asleep.

Arthur kissed her temple and closed his eyes. "I love you Ari."

Surprisingly everyone was up and about by ten. It was a busy morning, getting dressed, eating, and getting everyone to the church for the funeral. Ariadne was fiddling with her scarf.

Arthur, uneasy with Ariadne's silence, gently brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Ariadne quickly turned to look at Arthur and smiled. She squeezed his hand before lacing her fingers with his.

The whole ride was quiet. No one really knew what to say, and they decided silence would be better. The only noise was the occasional question or giggle from James and Philippa.

Ariadne was the first to step into the church, uneasy and saddened by the fact that she didn't have any family left. Arthur followed her slowly, allowing her to have a moment alone. When she felt Arthur's arms wrap around her waist she allowed the tears to fall.

She turned around and clung to Arthur, sobbing quietly. Arthur rubbed her back comfortingly while Eames, Dom and the kids, and Yusuf took their seats up front. Ariadne finally calmed down and pulled away from Arthur.

"Ok, let's get this started." Ariadne said, wiping away a few stray tears and sniffling. Arthur nodded sympathetically and followed her to the pews where they took their seats next to everyone else.

The funeral was lovely despite the fact that it was a funeral. Everything went smoothly and when it was time to bury Brendan, Ariadne had composed herself. She excused herself from the rest of the group and walked up to the coffin, allowing herself some time alone.

"Brendan, I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you, I could have prevented this. Just know that I love you, so much, and I wish you could be here to see your niece or nephew. I'll be sure to tell them all about you. Goodbye Brendan." Ariadne whispered and placed the first flower on the coffin.

The rest of the group followed suit and came to stand next to Ariadne.

"Are you ok darling?" Eames asked Ariadne, giving her a hug. Ariadne nodded and smiled sadly.

"I'm fine. Thanks Eames."

Dom and Yusuf gave Ariadne their condolences. Ariadne smiled in gratitude. James ran to Arthur and clung to his leg, not budging when Dom tried to pry him off. Dom just sighed and left him there. Philippa on the other hand, had a vague understanding of what was going on and she hugged Ariadne tightly.

"Aunt Ari, are you ok?" She asked, her tiny voice quivering.

"I'm fine Philippa. Thank you."

Philippa smiled and wrapped her arms around Ariadne's neck and hugged her. Ariadne carried Philippa to the car as Arthur and Dom watched her nervously.

Ariadne sensed their concerned glances and once she put Philippa in the car she turned to Arthur.

"Arthur, I'm pregnant, not dying. Don't worry about me." Ariadne snapped. She rubbed the bridge of her nose before sighing. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you."

"I know." Arthur replied in understanding. "I just want to make sure you're safe. Did you schedule an appointment?"

"Yes. Tomorrow at 3."

Arthur smiled at her and slid into the car, putting his arm around her shoulders.

"We have to leave tonight." Dom said. Arthur and Ariadne frowned.

"So soon?" Ariadne asked.

Dom nodded and looked at James and Philippa who looked sad.

"We'll be leaving tonight too, but let us know how the appointment goes." Eames replied, a hint if excitement in his voice.

"We will." Ariadne nodded vigorously.

"Sounds great love." Eames smiled

"So then this is goodbye?" Ariadne asked as they helped everyone pack their (few) things into the taxi.

"Afraid so. Don't worry, once things settle down, we'll be back to visit you two. Hopefully by then you'll have a bigger place." Eames teased.

"You're welcome any time. All of you are." Ariadne replied.

"We'll take you up on that offer." Dom smiled and hugged her and Arthur. James and Philippa didn't want to say goodbye, but they clung onto both Arthur and Ariadne, tears streaming down their faces.

"Bye Uncle Arthur." James sobbed. Arthur rubbed his back.

"This isn't goodbye James, this is see you later. You're going to come visit and we'll visit you." Arthur promised.

"You promise?" James asked, eyeing Arthur suspiciously.

"I promise." Arthur nodded.

"Ok." James turned around and held his arms out for Dom. Dom took his son from Arthur and turned to Ariadne, who was hugging Philippa.

"Auntie Ari, you guys better come visit soon!" Philippa looked at her sternly.

"We'll try to go visit as soon as we can. I promise." Ariadne quickly added.

"Good. I'll miss you." Philippa let go of Ariadne and grabbed her father's hand.

"We'll miss you too." Ariadne and Arthur replied.

"Bye everyone, we'll let you know about the news as soon as we can." Arthur said and Ariadne nodded.

"Be safe. If you need anything or anything looks suspicious, feel free to call any of us." Dom gave Arthur a look and Arthur nodded.

"Same to you." Arthur shot back. Dom nodded in gratitude.

"All right, enough of this sob fest, we better go or we'll miss all our flights." Eames finally ushered everyone into the taxi.

"Bye!" Arthur and Ariadne waved and waited until they were out of sight. It was a weird feeling, having everyone gone.

"So this is the first day of the rest of our lives." Ariadne finally spoke up.

"And it will be quite the adventure." Arthur smiled and placed his hand on her stomach.

Ariadne grinned and covered his hand with hers.

"Yes it will."

There you have it! The last chapter! What did you think? Again, the epilogue should be up in a few days, what would you like to see in it? Review please, let this story go out with a bang! I feed off of your reviews! They help me become a better writer.