A/N: Hey, sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter. School is currently kicking my butt; we've been getting so much work recently! But hey, I had some time so; I typed this up for you guys! I hope you like it! Oh, and the title is actually a song by the band Skillet so I can take no credit for that!

"There you are. Come on, come back to us. That's it."

Ariadne clutched head, the pain was so intense it was nearly blinding. Stupid Yusuf and his stupid new chemicals and his stupid tests- Ariadne snapped her eyes open, sitting up so fast her vision swam. "Yusuf?"

"Whoa, careful there! Yes it's me."

She starred at him almost desperately, as if she wanted to believe he was actually there but she just couldn't. "Is it really you?"

Yusuf nodded a sad smile on his face. "Yes it really is me."

Ariadne squealed with delight, lunging forward and hugging the Chemist so tight he could barely breathe.

She felt a warm hand on her shoulder and looked up at Eames. Ariadne stood from her seat and hugged him as well. They both laughed as he picked her up and twisted her around in a circle.

"Wait." Cobb's hard voice broke through their barrier and their smiled fell.

Eames cast his gaze over to where Cobb was sitting, glancing warily at Saito. "Tell me something only Saito would know."

"Do you want to take a leap of faith, or become an old man, filled with regret." Saito whispered.

"Waiting to die alone." Cobb finished, his body visibly relaxing.

Eames shouted with joy, picking Ariadne back up. "We did it!" He shouted it.

"We did it!" She replied. Then a thought hit her and her smile fell. She wiggled out of the Forger's grasp, looking up at Saito and Yusuf. "Arthur?" She question, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation.

Yusuf shifted uncomfortably, averting his gaze to the floor.

Saito's face became solemn. "He didn't wake up with the rest of you. I can only think that something happened in the dream?"

"He was shot." Eames stated softly.

Ariadne felt the familiar prickle of tears in her eyes, she had to remind herself that Arthur was not dead, he was not gone forever.

"I'm going to get him." Cobb stated. Eames and Ariadne both moved as if to go with him but he shook his head firmly. "You two stay here."

Ariadne shook her head fiercely.

"No way!" Eames declared angrily.

"Listen! I don't want to argue! I'm going to go down to Limbo, by myself. I will find Arthur and bring him back, but I don't want to have to worry about your safety on top of that."

Crossing her arms over her chest, Ariadne agreed grudgingly. "Fine. But that doesn't mean I have to like it." Any other day Ariadne would have argued till Cobb finally conceded, but now she was just too tired, and too broken to put up a fight.

Cobb laughed softly, shaking his head. "No, no you most certainly don't. Yusuf, hook me up."

Yusuf picked up a cord from the device in the middle of the room, "Find Arthur and get out as quickly as possible."

"Well I wasn't planning on spending a vacation there." Cobb made a sad attempt at sarcasm but Eames could tell he was nervous. "See you in a bit." Cobb stated, smiling at the group before he fell asleep and the room went silent.

"How did you find us?" Ariadne asked quietly.

"Do you remember what we were doing before this?"

Ariadne glanced up at Eames, then they both shook their heads. "No, sorry." Ariadne replied.

"Oh don't apologize. We were working another case, a man named Phil Williams."

"But, why was Cobb here?" Eames spoke up. "After the Fischer job he retired."

"Yes he did. But we were having some problems with this job, for starters we couldn't find a decent extractor. So we called him up and asked him to do one last job, for old times' sake."

"How come we were all in the dream and you weren't? And how did Saito get here?" Ariadne questioned.

"Well, I went out to get some more supplies for a chemical concoction I was brewing." Yusuf replied. "A new sedative for you to use. When I got back the warehouse was a mess, desks overturned, papers everywhere, and you were nowhere to be seen. So I called Saito, I knew he'd be able to help."

"How'd you find us?" Eames diverted the group's attention to Saito.

The old Japanese man smiled knowingly. "I have a whole squad of private investigators, they are all very good at their jobs."

The room fell silent, no one quite sure of what they should say.

"What about Dick!" Eames demanded suddenly.

"You must mean Richard Weilin. He's been locked up, somewhere far away where he's never to see the light of day again."

"Good, good." Eames nodded his head, in his opinion that was way too mild a punishment for the man. The group fell silent, the room lapsing into silence once again.

Ariadne waited quietly, twiddling her thumbs nervously. What appeared to be hours were probably only minutes in retrospect, even so, when Cobb groaned and opened his eyes it wasn't soon enough.

"Did you find him?" Eames, Yusuf, and Ariadne demanded simultaneously.

Cobb smiled and nodded, "Yeah. Yeah I did."

A/N: And there you are. Now all the drama with the dreams is over... or IS it. Dun dun DUUUUUUUNNNNN! Review please?