Hello!

I have some bad news. But, first of all, I'd like to thank you all for your reviews/story alert/favorite story. That's really awesome.

Ok. Now the bad news.

I think that this chapter sucked. But I had to post it, because I already know how the next one is going to be. I'm sorry that this one isn't good enough.

The other thing is that I THINK that it won't be possible for me to post new chapters till January 6. I'm so sorry. I'm devastated. But I'm going to travel (here in Brazil I'm in summer holidays). But I promise that I'll try. First I have to convince my parents to let me take the computer with me. But, anyway, I'll try. I promise.

If I don't see you tomorrow: HAPPY NEW YEAR! It was lovely to write for you, and till 2011!

PS: On the previous chapter I wrote that Eames was the blond bombshell, so when I say he, I mean she.

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Love,

Isadora

Chapter 6 – Idiot

Arthur woke up in the massage room before the others. During the first layer, he pulled Eames, Ariadne and Cobb from their chair, snapping them out of the second layer. Eames was the first one to woke up, followed by Ariadne and Cobb. But the mark, was already awake, and the Point Man hadn't even touched him. "Something must have gone wrong."he thought, only seconds before pulling the trigger.

He killed himself. They only had seconds left anyway, before the sedative ran out.

As soon as he opened his eyes in the real world, he realized that it was too quiet. He moved from his massage bed and looked at Yusuf. The Chemist was asleep? How could he sleep during an Extraction? But, before he could slap Yusuf on the face he noticed two things: a white syringe and a blood-soaked knife.

Eames woke up. The Forger moved and put more minutes in the mark's PASIV, Jeremy had to stay sleeping for a little while.

"What was that?" the Forger snapped.

But Arthur was staring at Ariadne and the knife. His brain connected everything, Ariadne bleeding for apparently no reason, Yusuf asleep, the lack of music. He only couldn't figure out who did that. Just after he thought that, their Architect was awake. Her face was pure pain.

She gasped for air, feeling the blood around her, so she wasn't bleeding just during the dream. Ariadne grasped her totem and put it on the table, knocking it down. She was in the real world and she was hurt. Her eyes darted to Eames and Arthur, with frozen disbelief.

Cobb opened his eyes, with a smirk on his face. He had the Extraction. But before he could say anything he saw the blood, and his smile faded.

"Shit!" he muttered under his breath. "C'mon we have to get out of here!" he started to close the PASIV. The mark didn't wake up. Thank God for that, they didn't need more problem.

The Point Man lifted Ariadne, putting one arm under her leg and supporting her upper body with the other one, she didn't protest, she was too weak to talk. While Eames stood Yusuf up and supported his weight with his shoulder. Dom took the knife and the syringe, the blood would have to be cleaned by the real masseuse. They had already bribed her, anyway.

When the team was leaving the room, a voice whispered quietly:

"Have you got it?" Olivia asked. She had a puzzled expression.

"Yes. We did." Cobb voice was somber and hard. He didn't understand why Ariadne was bleeding, but this had something to do with theirs employer.

Olivia nodded and stepped back in her room, leaving space to the team go through. Before they left, Cobb spoke with her husband's masseuse, pointing the room and explaining briefly something. When they left, nobody looked back.

Derek Carey-Lewis was inside a cab, going home. He passed the streets without seeing, the marvelous Paris architecture was now a completely blank for him. He couldn't belief what he had heard.

Everything changed yesterday. He was in his bedroom, reading some book when he heard the doorbell ring. It probably was the mail. But then he heard a male voice, greeting his mum. At first, he thought that it was just a random friend that she invited for tea, but as soon as they entered the house, the sound had stopped.

Derek knew that they have gone to his mother's private room, otherwise he would still hear them. "They are lovers!"he thought surprised. He always knew that his parents marriage wasn't the best one, but it never occurred to him that they would cheat.

So, gingerly, he went downstairs and stood closely to the door, with his ear pressed against the hard wooden door. He heard a few words, but they were already enough.

"Why do you want this?" a male voice said.

"It's because my husband is going to give his part of the company to our son, and I don't want this." his mother said. "I want it all to myself."

"Right. Your husband doesn't have a glue?"

"No."

"We are doing this tomorrow, when he has a massage appointment." the man muttered. "It's an easy Extraction."

Then the voices trailed off. He couldn't hear anymore, his head was buzzing, thoughts crashing against each other. They weren't lovers. They were employers. His mum had hired some guy to do an Extraction in his father, whatever that means.

Derek ran to his room, locking the door. He needed to prevent this. He needed to know what was an Extraction. And his mum – his own blood, for God's sake – was betraying him. She knew how much he wanted his part of Carey-Lewises Robotic company.

Till afternoon he had a bunch of fresh information. He knew what was an Extration, and who did it best. His source had said that the best team was there, in Paris. Derek only had to link those information, and once linked they matched perfectly.

A bus passed noisily in front of the cab, making the mark's son realizes that they were stuck in the middle of Paris. "Stupid Parisian traffic" he thought. But near them a group of man passed carrying a small woman, who had her shirt tinted with red, and a man being supported by another one.

The events that happened minutes earlier crossed his mind.

There he was, hidden in a room, waiting for that same group to enter his father's massage room. He already had a plan in his mind. He would get in there and demand they to stop, and if they refuse to do it, he would threaten one of them with his brand new knife. But he didn't know that they would be fasten asleep when he got in, his source said that they would have a time to set everything, and then they would be asleep. However, he knew that there would be a man awake, that was why he brought a sedative with him.

Once he was in, he saw the man sitting in his chair, checking if everything was alright. But that man didn't noticed him. Derek got closer and pressed the syringe against his brownish skin. The man closed his eyes heavily and stood motionless on the chair.

There were so many bodies lying on their beds that he didn't know what to do. But he needed to stop this. The mark's son was deciding which one he would wake up, slapping it, but then he realized that it would only make things worst, because whoever he woke up would beat the crap out of him anyway.

So, with a hatred look, he stabbed the woman lying on the floor. He didn't mean to kill her, but to stop the Extraction, he couldn't think of other way to do it. And he saw that he had pushed the knife too deep, because there was a huge amount of blood flowing through the cut.

Derek left the room with a rush, hoping that he stopped them in the middle of the procedure.

"We've got to take her to the hospital" Arthur snarled to Cobb. He couldn't loose her, he wouldn't afford it.

They entered Dom's car and rushed to the closest hospital. Yusuf was slowly opening his eyes and babbling something that nobody understood. While Arthur kept pressing Ariadne's cut and holding tight her small hand. She was so pale. It was sickening to see it. You could see her sparkle fading.

"I'm scared, Arthur" she murmured, her voice trembling and almost inaudible.

"Don't be." he soothed her, making small circles on the back of her hand. "Everything is going to be fine."

"But it hurts." her eyes were full of tears. Some were falling down over her pale cheeks, making it glimmer in a disturbing way.

The Point Man wiped them away with his thumb, and pressed his head in her hair, kissing it slightly. He knew how much it hurt, in the Real and Dream world. "I know." he whispered finally.

Eames had a worried look, but his eyes were full of anger. He was mad. He was lunging for revenge, he wanted to know who were idiotic enough to do that. To Ariadne and Yusuf. His hands were closed into a fist.

The car turned left and they faced a gigantic hospital. Once it has stopped, Arthur ran through its double doors, not bothering to pay attention to the people that were staring at him and Ariadne. He found a doctor and told a lie about what happened, giving fake names to them all.

Dr. Thompson took Ariadne from him and led him to a waiting room, while two nurses took the Architect to a surgical room. She was definitely going to need a lot of stitches.

After one hour the entire team was with him, waiting for some news about Ms. Amanda Valence. They weren't talking. All of them were asking themselves what had happened. Yusuf was the worst of them. He kept apologising when he was clearly a victim.

Then, the doctor appeared. He had a smile on his face, that calmed everybody. She was going to be fine. And they could already see her, but not upset her, of course. Yusuf and Earnes eagerly entered her room, but Cobb grabbed Arthur's arm.

"I need you a favor." he said, his voice calm and clear. When Arthur nodded he continued. "You've got to find something about Willian Keeling. I think that our mark had something to do with him, and it wasn't good stuff. I... I could only read his name and other things, the time was over after that."

"Now? I have to see Ariadne!" the Point Man's voice was hysterical. He was clearly worried about her. Cobb wondered if Arthur felt something for her, but he pushed it away. Now wasn't the time.

"Yes. Arthur. I'm really sorry. But we have do deliver this the soonest possible."

The Point Man grumbled something but nodded.

"Just... Just tell her that I'll be right back." his eyes were pleading. And before he left he looked at Ariadne's room with a sad look. He wanted to see her so badly. To assure himself that she was really going to be fine. But he couldn't he had to do his job.

Dom entered the Architect's room, thinking if his Point Man had finally let someone enters his heart, if Ariadne was the one that was truly going to know who the Point Man really was.

"Where's Arthur?" her voice had a hint of pain, but he knew that it wasn't because of her cut, but because that Arthur wasn't there. Cobb sundelly knew that she cared for Arthur, despite her angry words two weeks ago.

"He'll be right back" he smiled.

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