(for inyourdreams )

[isnt_the_same]

Eames finished up in Tokyo and then flew to meet Arthur in Paris. They caught up on what happened, Eames scolding Arthur for coming here and trying to confront Ariadne about the matter. And after everything, Eames knew he was in the wrong but at the time he thought she needed to get away from the job. She was already done with her part so where was the harm?

Eames sent Ariadne a quick text: I'm in Paris. I'm sorry.

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"I can cook," he said. "We'll go to your place."

[inyourdreams]

"Okay," she said with a nod. "We'll have to pick some things up on the way. I don't really have much food."

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"That's fine," Arthur said.

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She nodded.

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Eames played with a lock of her hair. "Will you be cooking for Thanksgiving?" Eames asked. "Actually what does thanksgiving mean?"

[inyourdreams]

"Thanksgiving is supposed to represent a time when the pilgrims from England sat down and shared their food and traditions with the native American people," she said. "So they could all make it through the winter or something."

She shrugged.

"Then gave them smallpox and took their land."

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"What a wonderful thing to celebrate," Eames said. Arthur huffed out a laugh.

"I'll be helping mom cook which means I'll be doing most of the work. Feel free to help, though."

[inyourdreams]

She laughed too.

"Of course we will," she said.

[isnt_the_same]

"Okay. I'll be coming up with the menu so suggest what you want before Wednesday night."

[inyourdreams]

"Anything," she said. "As long as there's pumpkin pie for dessert."

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"Pumpkin pie it is," Arthur said.

[inyourdreams]

She smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Thanks babe," she said.

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"You're welcome," he said.

[inyourdreams]

She put her head on Arthur's shoulder.

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He kissed her head as Eames rested his head on her lap.

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She ran her fingers through Eames' hair.

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Eames closed his eyes as Arthur kept his lips to her hair.

[inyourdreams]

"I love you guys," she said.

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"I love you both," Eames murmured as Arthur nodded in agreement.

[inyourdreams]

She turned to press a kiss to Arthur's lips.

"Sorry for telling you to go fuck yourself the other day," she said.

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Eames laughed under his breath.

"I forgive you," Arthur said, smiling.

[inyourdreams]

She smiled back.

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Eames rolled onto his back, his legs hanging over the arm of the couch.

[inyourdreams]

"Comfortable?" she asked, looking down at him.

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"Yes, my love," he replied.