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"What if its a memory?"

Ariadne, stunned, looked at the two writhing, naked bodies. Mal had Arthur pinned, and was urging him to thrust energetically. They were so entranced in their actions that the other two had not even appeared in their consciousness. Cobb swallowed, and turned away. As he began to leave, Ariadne, with a sickening feeling in her stomach, followed him.

They reached a double door, which Cobb pulled open, and revealed a lift. Her mind churning, she stepped in with him, carefully feeling the weight of the bishop totem in her hand. The weight had changed - she was still under.

Down they went. Cobb closed his eyes, as though trying to block out light. She turned her head to look at him, biting her lip. As they went deeper, she felt as though her grasp on sanity was slipping away.

Stop it.

They came to another level. Cobb pulled the doors open, and they stepped out. It was a clean, modern apartment- Arthur's apartment, she realised, with a shock.

"Thank you for coming over." Arthur sounded exhausted. "I needed help with this file."

"Oh, its no problem." Mal's voice was smooth, gentle. "Dom is watching the kids, but as I helped on a job similar to this one..."

"Well, I'm very grateful."

"When did you last eat, Arthur?"

"Oh." Ariadne blinked. She could see his face screwing up in concentration, and pausing reflexively. "I, uh-"

"Probably yesterday." There was a tinge of amused fondness in her voice. "You'll waste away to nothing at this rate!" Before Arthur could move, she had disappeared into the kitchen. Ariadne watched as he got up and followed her.

"Mal, what are you-" she was bending down, opening the refrigerator. He saw her pull out a crumpled green ball. "Lettuce, Arthur, should be eaten."

"I know, but-"

Ariadne watched, silently, as Mal began to chop food, and toss it into a large pan. She noticed how she reached out, touching Arthur's face. Biting her lip, she looked at Cobb.

His expression was one of regret. Silently, they began to leave, heading to the elevator.

At the next level, she heard raised, angry voices. Cobb, and Arthur, both standing in the centre of the warehouse.

"I know what you've been doing!" Cobb shouted, his expression furious. "You've been sleeping with my wife!"

"You lost her as your wife a while back." Arthur's arms were folded, and his voice was terse, and cold. "Ever since you started using her as an experiment...well, that was the end."

"You are a -"

"She's with me." Arthur's voice had lowered, and he was glaring at Cobb. "You need to accept you had your chance...and ruined it."

Picking up a pile of papers, Arthur turned and left the room. Cobb pressed the button on the elevator, and they rose through the floors.

"I trusted him. I trusted her. He took advantage of us both." Cobb looked at Ariadne. "He's not what he seems. He used her. When she started to lose her grip on reality, become completely convinced that it was not real-"

The elevator stopped again. Ariadne caught her breath. It was Arthur and Mal, sitting talking on a leather sofa. The room was the Cobb's front room. Arthur was reaching out, touching her face.

"I know that this is wrong," Arthur was saying, stroking her cheek. "But I can't bear what he's doing to you."

"Arthur." Mal reached up, and grabbed his hand. "Please."

"Leave him."

"I can't."

"You can. Bring the children."

"But Arthur..." Mal sounded close to tears. "We can't-"

He leaned over and kissed her. Ariadne felt a wave of nausea. Suddenly, the ground began to shake.

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