A/N: I DO NOT OWN INCEPTION.

"What?"

"I'm not coming back with you"

Her words were flying on the air before getting into his mind. The moment was in slow camera, as her lips were moving in the action of telling him her feelings.

"I'm- let me explain this, please"

He was begging more than talking. Her slicked hair was now falling to his temples, and his hands were sweaty. He was in panic, and she could see that.

"With what purpose?"

"I love you, but I need you to wait. I just can't be to one day to another naked beside you- God Phillipa, I can't. You need to understand it. I saw you when you had a few minutes alive. I saw you growing up all these years and, this is hard. I don't know what to do, because I love you more than anybody in this world, and I can't be the way you want me to"

As her uncle finish that sentence, the world was wrong to her. If his hands were free of answers, so it was the end of everything. He was the Point Man, and his work, his duties, his own life always had a solution. And now, she was sitting in front of a hopeless man.

She hugged him. He only fell into the floor, and rested his head on her stomach. She ran her fingers over his head, tracing different patrons on his hair.

"I'm sorry Phillipa. I can't imagine a life without you"

She went down to her knees to face him. A slightly and sweet kiss made Arthur be more calm.

"Everything is going to be ok, I promise"

"But there is a little thing, love. How exactly are we going into his mind with Mr. Eames and Mr. Woods without telling them who is the mark? They will eventually know and-"

"I thought about that my dear. Trust me when I say that there isn't any loose end. If they won't to work into this, they will have to choose"

Smith opened a folder, and shown his wife a few pictures.

"It's our mark's life or... the life of an entire family"

After walking down the streets for almost two hours, he decided it was the moment to go back to his place. As soon as we was getting close to his door, he couldn't hear any noise. But once he was inside, they weren't there. But he saw a little white note over his table.

It as from her. She didn't explain to much, but surely they were good again.

"I'm sorry, I really sorry-"

"I know I know. Just let's go back. I'm tired"

The walk to Arthur's place was quiet. They were holding their hands, and she rested her head on his shoulder, while he was carrying her bag with her belongings.

"At least, let me do something for you"

She smiled at her, mischievously.

Once they were back again, she took him to her room.

"No Phillipa, I-"

"Just, stay with me. I'm not going to bite you. Let's do this slowly"

She turned on the tv, and they were there, lying on her bed.

"Better?"

"Better"

"Told you, I'm not going to bite you"

Arthur smiled at her, when his cellphone rang in his pocket.

"Dominique, happy to see you here, back again"

The blonde woman smiled at her employer and went more close to him. She was tall, young, blonde haired with green eyes. She planted a slightly kiss on Smith's lips, and sat on his desk.

"Not here love. Antoinette is in the next room-"
"Fuck her. I guess you were missing me..."

She sat in the chair in front of the desk, and looked at her purse. Four folders with different labels were then on the desk. Smith picked each one carefully, and every time he saw each folder, his eyes sparkled even more.

"Perfect Dominique. Perfect as always"

She placed one foot on his lap, and smiled at him. Her red lipstick made her lips look more bigger, and her scent was different.

"You know it. Everything with me is perfect. I can't wait to forge her to you"

"Are you two alright?"

"Yeah, we are good. Thanks Eames"

The Point Man could hear a chuckle in the line.

"No problem. Everything for my lovely lady and for my favourite brother"

"Listen, have you decided it? About the job offer"

"Oh no. I have a bloody mess in my mind Arthie. But now, I'm almost to say yes, can't wait to feel some action, you know"

Arthur just sighed, and that was a signal for the Forger.

"Don't start with the sighs, Arthie. You should think about it, there is too much money on the table"

"I have enough money to live like... twenty lifetimes, Eames. Besides-"

"We don't find jobs like this everyday, Arthur. Did you talk to her about Dom?"

The Point Man couldn't help but bit his lip at the question. He couldn't avoid the topic always. Some day, sooner or later, he was going to face Dom. And maybe that day was coming, soon that he might imagined.

"No, I guess I have to"

The house was perfect. The wood walls, the portraits, the poche... every single detail was perfect. If the man wasn't an extractor, Smith swore that he, the target, could loose his grasp with reality. And that was the objective.

"And how exactly-"

Suddenly, a brunette woman as standing in front of him. She was short, maybe a little more that five feets. She looked like she was on her thirties. An ivory scarf was placed on her neck, and her wavy hair were falling over her shoulders.

"Welcome Mr. Smith. I think we don't know each other. My name is Ariadne. Ariadne Cobb"

"Perfect Dominique. You are perfect"

"Thanks Mr. Smith. I think you would like to meet my husband"

In a question of seconds, the petite woman changed into a blonde, taller man. Her eyes changed from brown to blue. Everything with her changed, showing a different human form now.

"It's been a long time, Smith"

The man looked a little bit surprised. It had been a long time he didn't see him. And he knew that they were in a dream, but being in front of him again, caused him angry.

"I agree. Enjoy your last days Mr. Cobb, because I can assure you, you're not going to be out of this alive"

"Phillipa, we need to talk"

She yawned openly. The sun was falling, and the sky was dark.

"Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'm tired and-"

"Dom called me. He's coming next week"

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