IT TOOK FOREVER. But this is it.
It's the end and you have all been amazing and stuck with me and omg I love you. So keep reviewing and re reading and maybe LOOK FOR A DEQUEL. Because I love writing Lilah and Arthur.

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I find Arthur standing outside, it's raining very hard and he looks really sad. "We still have a shot, you know, that the idea will stick."

"No we don't."

"We care about what happens in our dreams, even if what happens makes no sense."

He doesn't say anything, and a black car pulls up and he helps me put my bags in the trunk and then we slide into the back and pretend that the energy between us isn't buzzing a million miles a second. We pretend that his hand isn't touching my thigh.

I don't even know what airport we are going to, and I don't ask.

"We aren't going to mention anything about Ariadne to Cobb." He says, and I whip my head around to stare at him.

"Of course not, why woul-"

"Given you utter lack of tact earlier, I thought I should say something."

I don't say anything because I am angry, and I push his hand away from my leg because I'm sick of ignoring it, and I cross my arms and turn towards the window. I decide that I actually do want to say something, so I turn to face him. "Obviously you have chosen to forget more about me then I previously thought."

"Lilah, I remember more then my fair share. Believe me."

"I don't."

I can see his jaw tighten when he turns his head to look at me, and then turns to look out the front of the car. He speaks through what sounds like gritted teeth, an edge to his voice I have heard only once before."Do you think I don't remember everything about you? That your favorite song is Hallelujah, or that you eat a toasted croissant with Jam every friday morning." He pauses, and looks over at me. "That you look more beautiful in red than any woman I have ever seen. Do you honestly think that it has gotten any easier for me?"

"Yes. Because if it hadn't you would have come back for me, and if you didn't want to remember, you wouldn't have left in the first place."

He tightens his jaw again and turns away from me. We don't talk the rest of the way to the airport.

When the driver stops under the fluorescent lights of the drop off section, I am asleep and I wake with a start. Arthur slams the car door shut and removes our luggage from the trunk, setting it on the sidewalk. He hands the driver some money, and he speeds off after I exit the car. Arthur doesn't speak to me,

In fact he doesn't speak to me until we are sitting in first class, and the stewardess is offering us champagne. He accepts and hands me a glass, and looks me straight in the face and says, "I'm sorry."

I clink my glass to his. "Cheers."

I down the glass and the carbonation makes me cough and he pats my back, and I set the glass down on the small tray table that is supposed to be upright and secured- but isn't.

"I'm sorry that I kissed you, it was-"

"It's fine."

"No, it's not. I would never expect that from you, to just take me back, not after what I did. It was inexcusable and I should have had more faith in you."

"Yeah, you really should have."

He pauses, and then breaks out in a laugh. "That's it, no heartfelt apology on your part?"

"What could I possible have to be sorry for?"

"For coming back here just to prove a point, for making me think you slept with Eames, for ruining what could have been my relationship with Ariadne?"

"I didn't come back to prove a point, I never made you think I slept with Eames, and Ariadne never had real feelings for you- so no, no apology."

We are quiet until the plane takes off and he leans his head back onto the headrest and keeps looking over at me until I finally say 'what' and he says nothing, but I know it's something because he's smirking. "Do you remember that time that we-'

"In the bathroom on the way to Buenos Aires, yes I do."

"And then you told Eames, and he didn't believe you."

I smile. "The bastard." I pause and sigh, "I miss those days. Remember thanksgiving with Mal and Cobb and everyone. Eames had never had sweet potato pie, and he ate the whole thing and then drank too much and threw up." Arthur laughs out loud, and for the first time since I came I see him let loose. He loosens his tie, and the champagne is making him giddy and red in the face.

"I never stopped loving you, you know." He says, and it's more of a statement then a confession and I look over at him and smile, and he smiles back.

"I never got rid of your things, so maybe that means I never stopped either."

The plane ride is long, and we talk about a lot of things we should and I get more and more nervous about seeing Cobb in such a state and feel bad about what I said to Ariadne. Arthur warns me not to bring up Mal, and tries to hold my hand but I don't let him and I sigh and turn red and become nervous when he lays a hand on my knee. Somewhere between baggage claim and the ride to the institution I realize I have fallen for him all over again.

But you know, the thing about romance is- people only get together right at the very end.