And the walls come crumbling down - for dreamsofmazes

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Eames had shot himself. It might have been in a dream but all that was going on between them had gotten so bad the man would rather shoot himself and end the dream rather than have it out with Arthur. That may have only led to a row to end all they might have shared except for one thing.

Mal.

Even if she was a shade of herself, an invention of his mind to deal with loss and pain and need, Arthur could not bring himself to defame her memory by not heeding her advice.

Right after he kicked Eames' ass for that little stunt.

The warehouse was empty, the lawn chair still warm. Arthur made his choice in a second and a short cab ride later he was banging on Ariadne's door. Angry, upset and determined, he didn't allow himself time to stop and think. If he did he might second guess what he was about to do.

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"And do I look like I know anything about relationships Arthur?" She close the space between them, looking up at him, running her hand across his jawline. "I love you Arthur. I do. Trust me, I know I do. And I want you happy more then anything in the world. I just need to know how Eames feels." Because, if making you both happy means, stepping aside, she will. It's going to break her heart, but she will do it. Just to know he is happy.

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His jaw tightened slightly, chin raising. Then he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him, needing more than anything to hide his face in that moment, pressing his cheek to the top of her head. "Why does it have to matter? I know how I feel about you. I know it is some of the most real emotions I have ever experienced." He wasn't sure he even knew the words she'd said, but he knew that he hated himself in that moment, and that was an emotion he'd never felt, not even when he realized how deeply he'd let Dom down.