Chapter 14!

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A/N: I DO NOT OWN INCEPTION!

"For God's sake! Daddy's talk was hilarious!"

"Yeah, he's an ass. I need a shower"

Arthur went to his bathroom while Phillipa just sat on the couch, thinking about her night when she saw the answer machine. It had a message.

"Arthur, it's me Dom. I need to talk to you. Call me please"

Her father. Dom.

"Fuck"

She deleted the message. "You're not going to ruin my life again"

Phillipa said to the phone. She was determinated to find a way to hide her relationship with her uncle, and be far away from Dom Cobb.

"Is there any message, Philli?"

Arthur was standing on the door, looking at her niece while she was manipulating the answer machine.

"Eh,-no, no uncle Arthur. I mean,-Arthur, I-"

"It's ok. Call me whatever you want. Let's go to sleep, you need to have rest"

I sleep beside him that night, and all the following nights. I felt like a goddess. And he made me feel like a real one.

Dom was driving his little daughter to a birthday party with Ariadne.

"Did Arthur call you?"

Ariadne was worried about her husband. He wasn't the same since he came back from Paris.

"No, I think I misspelled his number. And he changes constantly is cell phone. But, he said that he'll call me if something happens with her"

Dom still concentrated on driving, trying to forget Phillipa's words, the last time he saw her.

"I wish I could jump from a window like mum did"

"Are you ok?" Ariadne's voice brought him back to the road.

"Yeah"

A month later, Phillipa's relationship with Arthur was developing perfectly. They share the same bed, but he decided to wait for her. She was too fragile, and so young for him. There was nights when he could not sleep, and stay there lying beside her, watching in her sleep. Her skin was so soft and pale, full of youth. But once he touched his own skin, he found it less soft than Phillipa's. Her hair was brown, while his hair was becoming white.

Fear. He was feeling fear about them. The fear of being in love with someone who maybe could find him too old, too boring, too tired for her.

He didn't thought about Dom. He was her father. He trusted him his daughter. He felt like he was betraying Dom. But he couldn't help but just trying to forget him. Maybe he could find a way in the future.

"Good bye, see you later!"

I gave him a kiss on his lips and leave our apartment. Then, I took my bike and put my bag on the basket and went to the university. It was a sunny day, and despite that everything seemed to be perfect, I had a feeling. A bad one.

My classes went good, everything was right.

"Ce qui est mal Pipa?"(1)

Anne, my friend from university asked me while we were walking to the exit.

"Zèro Anne"(2)

I sighed. My eyes were on the floor, and then to her face.

"You look worried"

"I-I have a bad feeling. Everything went good until now. But, it's like I know that something is going to be wrong"

"Faire attention"(3)

"I'll"

"Would you like to come with me to the mall?"

"Yeah sure. I was going to my daddy's. Let me call him, ok?"

"Bien"(4)

I called Eames to told him that I was going out with a friend, and I couldn't visit him that afternoon. I couldn't see him, but he was there. In Paris again.

A few days to her birthday, Dom decided to go again to Paris and trying to see her.

He was not going to contact her. He just wanted to see her, one more time.

Ariadne tried to convince him to talk to Phillipa, but she couldn't. He was too scared to talk to her, too scared of her reaction. Too scared that maybe she tried to end like her mother. Dom already had lost a woman that he used to love. Now he was decided not to lose his daughter.

He knew that Phillipa was in university. Now the problem was trying to find out at what time she was attending to classes. If he knew his daughter, he knew that she was going in the morning, like she always did in school.

Dom waited in a little cafe in front of the architecture building, when he saw her. She had changed her look, and now she looked exactly like Mal, except for her hair.
She was carrying a red bike and her bag. Once she was inside the building, he waited again.

Four hours later she was out, walking with a girl. Dom went close to them, trying to hear again her voice. He hide himself behind a wall, between a library and the steet.

"Would you like to come with me to the mall?"

"Yeah sure. I was going to my daddy's. Let me call him, ok?"

"Bien"

Dad? Dom couldn't help but ask himself who was Phillipa going to call.

"Daddy? It's me. I can't go to visit you, I'm going with a friend to the mall- Yeah, it's ok. No, why?... Ok"

Phillipa turned on the speaker, and her friend giggled a little.

"Hey, is Anne there?"

"Oui monsieur"(5)

Dom opened his eyes to his surprise. It was the forger, Eames.

"Don't spend too much money darlings"

"Non, nous ne serons pas"(6)

"Bye daddy, love you"

"Bye sweetie, love you too"

Dom's face was pale. He remembered when the last time he saw her, she said that he wasn't her father anymore. That she wished Eames was her father. Now, it seemed like he was her father, and she loved him.

"Your daddy is hilarious"

"I know. He's the best, you can't imagine how much I love him"

The extractor's eyes were full of tears. She really meant it, he wasn't her father anymore.

Eames was drinking his scotch when he heard someone on his door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Dom"

"Pipa, your birthday is in tomorrow. Have plans?"

She was looking at some clothes, when her friend's question bring her back from her thoughts.

"Not really. Maybe I'm not coming to classes tomorrow"

"I bet your papa and your uncle are preparing something for you"

"Yeah, maybe..."

Eames opened the door. The extractor was there, standing on the door with red eyes.

"Hey, come in! how's the family?"

"They're fine. Care to explain something?"

"Shoot it"

"Why is she calling you 'daddy'?" He was looking for answers.

Arthur was at his apartment finishing the plans for Phillipa's birthday, when he recieved a text from her.

"I have some plans for my b-day. And it includes u"

He smiled at his phone, and answered.

"Can u tell me someting about it?"

A few seconds later, she texted him again.

"It's a surprise"

"I'm the 1 who supose to surprise u"

She smiled at that text, and send him a last text.

"Im going home now. See u love"

Eames sat on his couch and drank his scotch calmly, while Dom sat in front of him.

"You heard her. Since that... fight, she calls me daddy. I told her to stop, but did she hear me? No"

"How is she Eames?"

His voice was almost a whisper. The forger could see the sadness on his face.

"She's doing great Dom. She's the first of her class"

Eames said that with proud on his voice.

"Arthur? He's here in Paris?"

Once Phillipa arrived at his home, Arthur was waiting for her with chocolate and cookies.

"Hi uncle!"

She ran to him and sat on his lap. He gave her a kiss and hugged her by her waist.

"Don't you think is a little... weird call me uncle while we kiss?"

Arthur was holding her hand.

"I don't know, maybe. But I used to call you 'uncle'. I called you that way always. I'll try to call you Arthur, Arthur"

"I can live with that"

"You know, I had a bad feeling all the day"

She drank a sip of her chocolate, while he frowned.

"And why is that?"

"He's out for a job. She's living with me for a few days"

Dom nodded and stand up.

"Maybe I should go. I don't want to be here when she comes. Please, give her this.

He gave the forger a little red box. It was Mal's engagement ring.

A/N2:

(1)"Is something wrong, Pipa?"

(2)"Nothing Anne"

(3)"Be careful"

(4)"Ok"

(5)"Yes Sir"

(6)"We'll not"

I hope you liked this. It was a kind of filler at some point, sorry:P. But the ring thing is the key, believe me.

I'm going on holidays [just for a week :( ] next monday, so maybe I'm going to post two or three more chapters until next monday, when I leave.

Like always, SUGGESTIONS/IDEAS/GRAMMAR'S CORRECTIONS AND EVERYTHING ARE WELCOME!

Thanks for reading,

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