Disclaimer: Inception does not belong to me. Short chapter - this is just to move the plot on.

Ariadne hurried back to the apartment. She knew she needed to be back there, to try and make it seem to Cobb that she had never left, but the odds were not on her side. She bit her lip as a bus roared away from her, delaying her journey. She looked around frantically, wondering if the best procedure would be to hire a cab.

She shook her head. Extracting from Cobb would be difficult, and painful, but they had to unearth the reasons for his treatment of Arthur. If it was jealousy, it was a jealousy on a scale that she'd never seen before. She sighed, and watched as a bus trundled towards her.

"Ariadne?"

She blinked in shock. Cobb was standing in front of her. Unconsciously, she felt her hand go to her pocket, and feel the bishop. It was still heavy. This was real.

"Cobb, what are you-" she stammered.

He raised an eyebrow. "I could ask you the same question." He smiled, and suddenly she saw a coldness in it that she had previously never witnessed. She blinked as he continued to stare at her. "Shall we go to the warehouse?"

"Cobb, I-"

"Oh, don't explain." He shook his head. "Do I really need to know how my Architect and Forger betrayed my trust?"

She blinked, shocked. He smiled at her, and took her arm. "Come on."

"Arthur? Arthur, hey man, let me know you're alive in there!"

Arthur blinked, feeling stunned. A light was shined into his eyes , making him wince. Another face hoved into view.

"He'll be allright- let's just get him up, and on an IV. He might need a drip."

Arthur swallowed, felt hands lifting him, moving him into position. As they did so, he opened his eyes. The doctor who had previously shown concern, and kindness, was looking at him. "He does need a drip - he's dehydrated. No sedatives. Let him sleep naturally."

Arthur swallowed. "Thank you," he whispered, hoarsely.

"Just sleep," the other man said, calmly. "We'll talk later."

As the drip was attached, sending soothing nutrients into his system, Arthur began to close his eyes.

"We have to talk," Ariadne said, as he practically pulled her along. His grip was tight, and she winced at how his fingers were starting to dig into her flesh. "I need you to tell me what's been going on!"

"All that's been going on is that Arthur revealed his true colours," Cobb said, quietly. His voice was low as they passed through the crowds, him keeping her close. With a sinking feeling, Ariadne realised that to onlookers, they probably resembled any other couple, merely having a tiff.

If only they knew.

"Arthur's true colours?" She almost choked, and turned to face him, causing him to come to an abrupt halt. "What about yours?"

"What about mine?" his voice was calm, betraying none of the anger that he had just shown. Despite herself, she shivered. The glacial intensity in those eyes was too much to look at.

"The fact you- you-"

"Ariadne, I opened your eyes to the truth. Come on, we have to get to the warehouse."

"For what?"

"For an extraction. Come on."

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