Arthur passed out in the car on the way back to the warehouse. She was surprised he had even made it to the car; he looked so worn out and just awful. Ariadne still couldn't shake the sadness that over took her when she saw him questioning reality. She watched as they pulled up to the warehouse and Eames carried Arthur inside. Cobb and Yusuf brought out all the medical supplies they could find as Ariadne stripped him of his shirt. Luckily his wounds weren't as awful as the ones she had made up in her dream. He had bruises on his ribs; they were a yellowish green color that made Eames have to compose himself. When they turned him over Eames ended up leaving the room. Ariadne slowly ran her fingers over the open lash marks on his back. These wounds were exactly like the ones she had made up in her dream, the gash on his head wasn't as bad as the one in her dream, and there was a small bruise around it but nothing more. They cleaned his cuts and bandaged him up.

"Eames?" Ariadne said letting the man know he could rejoin them.

"Yes darling?"

"Can you take us home? I don't want him resting here on a plastic lawn chair." She explained with pleading eyes. He nodded and threw one of Arthur's arms around his shoulder and dragged him out to the car. Ariadne turned to Cobb. "What are we going to do? This guy can not get away with this."

"You are going to take care Arthur while Eames and I search for him. Maybe when Arthur wakes up he can help us out on what the men looked like. But for now Eames and I will deal with it. You need time and so does Arthur." Cobb explained as he followed her to the door.

"Thank you. I will call when he wakes up." She replied with a small hug and walked down to the car.

When they arrived back at they're apartment Eames set Arthur on the bed and left the room quickly, Ariadne followed after him to catch him before he left.

"Eames…Are you okay?" He shook his head in response.

"As much as I make fun, I hate seeing him like this. Vulnerable and weak. He maybe a stick in the mud but it's not always a bad thing. He is the only one of us who knows how to control his emotions and he is always the strong one. He is not supposed to be lying in that bed beaten to a pulp. It's not right." He gushed Ariadne walked over and hugged him.

"That's why were going to find the people who did this and give them what they deserve. Look Cobb is waiting for you. I will call you as soon as he wakes up I promise." She said into his shoulder.

"Okay." With that the forger left and Ariadne went back to the bedroom. Arthur was still out. She walked over and moved his body into a more comfortable position and removed his shoes and belt and pulled the covers over him. She climbed in on the other side and watched him sleep. He was alive and that was all that mattered to her. Soon enough she found herself drifting off into a deep sleep with her hand clasped around his. She didn't dream, she couldn't anymore but she could still feel. Sleeping for her just meant she could feel her emotions running wild in her head. When she woke the next morning Arthur was still asleep but she noticed that he must have woken during the night because he was now in sweats and a wife beater. She looked him over and realized it must have taken all his effort to change, but she didn't blame him, if she was in that much pain she would not want to be wearing a suit to bed. She watched him for a while and when she finally realized he wasn't getting up any time soon she too fell back asleep.

Cobb watched as Eames paced the room with a manila folder in his hands. They had been searching all night for the people that did this to Arthur but all they really had was the employer's name, Riley Anderson. They had no picture or anything, it all rested on Arthur waking up with a memory of there faces.

"Maybe we can call Yusuf and see if he can dig anything up in Mombasa I mean it is the place where most extractors hide out this time of year, Maybe someone has worked for him before." Eames said without looking up from the folder.

"Tried it. I called while you were dropping them off, Yusuf had already asked around. No one knows this guy." Cobb explained as Eames nodded absent mindedly. They stayed silent for a while longer both reading through their notes and the ones Arthur had taken. After a while Eames looked up with a smile on his face. He dropped the manila folder on his desk and chuckled.

"The money." He said. Cobb looked at him funny and he just chuckled again. "He wired the money to our bank accounts remember? We can track it. Find out where it was wired from and follow it back to Anderson."

"Wow Arthur is rubbing off on you."

"Now I wouldn't go that far darling."

I know short again but not many people are reviewing and well it sucks. Anyways school it starting Tuesday so updates may take a little longer then usual. Thanks to SormustenHerra for all the help! Means a lot!

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