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~ Eames spotted the odd looking couple before Sadie did.
"That's them?" He asked in shock. "Can't be Ariadne's parents. She's too cute to come from them."
"You think Ariadne is cuter then me?" Sadie almost shouted.
"How could anyone be cuter then you?" The Forger said leaning over to kiss the spider woman.
"That's them. Remember, do it just like I said." She told him.
~ "Excuse me?" A man's voice called out to Chuck and Miranda. The couple turned and saw a handsome but unfortunately dressed couple approach them.
"Who are you?" Chuck said looking with disgust at the Forger's vintage style. At Sadie's glam girl look.
The leggy woman lighting a perfumed cigarette as she watched.
The four of them were in a deserted ally and none of the passing pedestrians cared to look at them.
"Were friend's of Ariadne." Eames told the couple.
"Our daughter." Chuck said.
"No. Not anymore. You see we did a little research on the two of you. Turns out there was a long standing court order for you to stay away from her. No exceptions." The Forger said rolling up his sleeves as Sadie handed him a crow bar.
"What are you doing?" Chuck tried to say before the Forger sent a swift and brutal hit to the man's knee caps.
The sound of breaking bones ringing out as Miranda tried to scream. Sadie reaching her first and pulling her hair.
"Shut up!" The leggy woman hissed. Balancing impressively on her high heeled shoes, holding a cigarette and fighting with a woman all at once. A skill all women need to master.
"You fucker!" Chuck screamed as the dirty man cried on the ground.
"Now, I can call the police. You can spend a few years in a prison here in France." Eames said. "When you get out, I'll visit you again. Or, you can go back to the shit hole you climbed out of and never come back."
Chuck was whimpering as Sadie pulled Miranda's hair harder.
"If you come back to Paris, if I find out you contacted my friend, her husband or their kids, I'll come back. I'll shove this bar so far up you ass the other prisoners won't even want that hole." Eames said.
The Forger's eyes were oddly manic and possessed. As if he were not the loveable man he showed the rest of the world.
"Understand?" Eames asked softly.
Chuck only whimpered.
With a sharp, precise blow, the crow bar struck Chuck's arm. The crack of bone breaking ringing out.
"Say you understand." Eames growled. His eyes dangerous and deadly.
"I... Oh shit! I understand!" Chuck cried curling up into a ball on the ground.
"Excellent." Eames said. The friendly Forger snapping back. "Here you go baby." He said tossing the crow bar to Sadie.
The leggy woman let go of Miranda's hair, and neatly caught the crow bar. The slovenly old woman tried to scramble away and Sadie hit her twice on the back.
"That was for Sammy." She said still holding her cigarette. "Don't let me catch your kind of trash in this city again." She added.
"You two had better be on the first flight home. As soon as your out of the hospital." Eames said as he buttoned his jacket back up. "If your not, I'll come back."
"And if you go to the police, I'll tell them about your raping your daughter and killing your son and trying to extort money from the child you are not allowed to see." Sadie added before taking a long drag of her cigarette and stalking away from the crime scene on her too long legs.
~ Eames and Sadie left the crying couple alone in the ally, and vanished into a crowd of people.
"You looked really sexy back there." The Forger said as Sadie lit another perfumed cigarette.
"Of course I did!" Sadie barked.
"I love how you can do everything in 6 inch heels." He added. Obviously feeling frisky.
"A real woman can do anything in heels!" She told him as she stalked down the street.
"They can never know about this. Never tell them what I told you, or what we did." She told him after awhile.
"I know." Eames said. "What we do for our friends, eh?"
"I know, it's almost not even worth it. Arthur and Ariadne are so ridiculous sometimes. They way their are just so in love. I want to get a camera and throw it at them." Sadie told him.
"Tell me about it. I thought he was boring before. Now, all he ever does is talk about his wife and his kids. I have to pretend to be interested in all that. It's worse then Cobb talking about his kids. I'm always having to lie to them and say the little brats are cute." He added with a roll of his eyes.
"When will people learn that babies are boring?" Sadie asked him.
"I don't know, Darling." he said sadly. "I just don't know."
~ END ~
I know you were all wanting Ariadne to tell Arthur everything about her childhood and he would say all the right things and then have kicked some ass.
But I'm a firm believer that once you have put something behind you and gone on with your life, it's counter productive to keep revisiting it.
I think it's better that Ariadne didn't tell Arthur because it would have just opened up old wounds and hurt her. It would have also have hurt Arthur to know them. I think it wouldn't have helped him to know the truth about her past because it was something she couldn't change and it's not something he could make right.
This will not be the last A&A story I write about this little family.