Hello there. I had a 'Tom Hardy's overdose' last night. I saw 'Gideon's daughter', and then 'Stuart, a life backwards' and I was speechless.

And did you see 'Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy' trailer? Just awesome. The best actors ever... but such a shame that it didn't show more about TH... :(

Thanks for the lovely review, and all the readers.

A/N: I DO NOT OWN INCEPTION SADLY.

Her pink lipstick fell from the cabinet to the bathroom's floor. It broke into differents and unintelligible ways. The color stained a small part of the floor, and the plastic part didn't break at all.

That was her favourite lipstick.

Her eyeshadows and eyeliners were there, next to the mirror in a messy way. She had an organizer for those things, but she never used it. Everything from her was there. Her nail polish, her hair brush, her perfume, her make up and the necklace he gave her for her sixteen birthday.

"I guess she had the earrings"

Arthur murmured to himself, remembering the earrings Eames gave her. He remembered that she was wearing those pearl jewerly when they were together, in her bed.

The morning couldn't wait, and the sun was up on the sky. Strangely, to the parisian weather, it was a sunny and warm day. The Point Man couldn't sleep, and he stayed sit in the kitchen and walking throught his apartment, looking for a reason to bring her back. He wasn't a stupid man, he knew that she was with the Forger. But the thing was how to bring her back, before Dom arrives to see her, and mostly important, if he would notice their relationship.

Eames woke up, feeling the coldness of the right side of the bed. The curtains were wide open, and the breeze from outside made him feel like he was in Mombassa again, with the warm weather. He suddenly heard the noise of the water falling from the bathroom. She was in the shower, and that was the best moment to call Arthur.

"Eames, how is she?"

He picked up his phone inmediatly, and that gave the Forger the idea that he was waiting for that call.

"She's in the shower now. Arthur what the hell had happened? Did you hit her?I know you wouldn't but-"

"Of course I didn't. We had a fight and- Dom called me"

Eames could feel the desesperation in Arthur's voice.

"He's coming now?"

"No, in a week. Hell Eames, I can't stand it anymore. I don't know what to do"

This was the end of the world to the Forger. If Arthur couldn't know what to do, something was happening to the world. He always had solutions in his hands, nothing was impossible to him.

"I'm sorry love, I couldn't hear you. You don't know what to do? Are you bloody insane?"

"What do you want me to do? She hates me now, I know-"

"Come here, now"

Without saying anything, the forger hung up the phone.

"Anne my dear, did you eat your breakfast, right?"

"Yes maman. I have class, see you"

But before she leave her house, she saw her father coming out her room, carrying the models she was working on the night before.

"Sweetie, these models are perfect. You did a great work"

"Thank you papa. When is Dominique coming?"

Smith looked at this watch, trying to answer his daughter.

"This afternoon. We have a meeting, and then she's coming to dinner with us"

"Good. See you later"

He gave her a kiss on his forehead, and went straight to his office. His wife, Anntoinette was there waiting for him.

"You're late, my dear"

"Non. We have the layouts, Dominique called me and she got her. You and I are ready, so the only thing that we need in this puzzle is Eames and Arthur. And everything is going to be as we planned"

Antoinette smiled at her husband. If something he had taught her before, was waiting for a good revenge. Is hard, she had to admit, but it was worth it.

"After all these years, after planning, after waiting... you are going to get what you always wanted, honey"

Smith gave his wife a slightly kiss on her lips.

"And you know what I'm going to get, right?"

The feel of the warm water falling over her body made her feel relief. Her wet hair was all a mess, and her mascara was run out of place. She didn't care nothing. But once she was trying to get her towel, she saw her arm. It was imposible not to see it. His fingers traced violets bruises over her arm, near her wrist.

Maybe, the two of them were wrong. She didn't mean to run after him, pushing things to made him talk, but she needed an explanation to all the things. He was a little bit distant with her, and it had explode once they were making love.

Once she was dressed, she looked for her uncle but he wasn't didn't left a note, nothing. But when she heard the door open, she saw the man he wasn't looking for.

"What are you doing here?"

Phillipa tried to not look at him, with no success.

"I'm sorry love, we need to talk-"

He tried to sound as calm as he could, but it was something that was out of control. For both.

"I don't have anything to talk to you. Leave me alone, don't you understand it?"

"Yes, we have. I have to explain you something"

She sighed heavily, trying to be as calm as she could. Her nerves were growing, and she had a headache already.

"Phillipa, I spent the most part of the night connected to a PASIV. I can't live without you, but-"

"Yes you can. And you'll have to, because I'm not going back with you, not unless you accepted me completely"

The Point Man frowned to the last sentence.

"What do you mean? I accept you-"

"Unless you can love me, without impediments"

"Of course I know what you want. You waited for a long time, and now, it's so close"

Smith nodded to his wife, and opened his safe. He looked for the black folder, with the label "D.C"

"Well, it was worth to wait. Finally, I'm going to get him... I'm going to get into Dominic Cobb's mind"

So short, I know. But finally, we know what Smith was planning!

Reviews as always, are welcome. Soon soon, I'm going to update a new story, so people... keep in touch =)

Read you later,

Me.