Prompt Post No.10
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"Arthur," he breathed. "Love, please. What's the password to your computer?"
When he again didn't hear a response he exhaled a shaky breath and closed his eyes. That was it then. They were doomed. They would have to pack up and…
"Eames," barely a whisper
Eames' eyes flew open upon hearing his name.
Arthur's eyes were still closed and his chest was working too fast. Eames could feel his rapid heartbeat in their close contact.
"Yes, love. It's me."
He twisted his head a little to the side on the damp pillow, his cracked lips parting.
"Eames…" he repeated.
Eames took his hand. "Yes, I'm here. Can you hear me?" he searched his face stupidly but he was not coherent, probably just babbling from the drugs and high fever.
"2002," Arthur breathed out wheezily.
"2002? Love is that the password?"
Eames reached behind him and grabbed his phone, wondering if Cobb was still on.
"You still there?"
"Yeah."
"Try 2002."
Cobb must have been right at Arthur's computer because Eames heard him typing.
"Nope. Fuck, knowing him it wouldn't be that easy…"
Eames traced a finger down Arthur's clammy face and breathed out in defeat.
"Did he say 2002?"
"Yeah he did," he was searching his frail form.
"Why would that be significant?"
Eames was going to try one more time, try to ask him when it hit him.
Eight years ago. They had met eight years ago in 2002. But surely that wasn't it…
"Love. Is the password 2002? It didn't work. What's the password?"
Arthur's eyes fluttered and he took on an even greener color though his cracked lips looked like they were trying to work.
Cobb was asking him something but he shushed him.
"Eames…2002…" Arthur sighed.
Was that it? Eames sat frozen. Certainly his password for his computer wouldn't be his name and the year they met? He was delirious, must be.
Eames blinked several times, cleared his throat, tried to get a grip on the situation.
"Umm, try Eames2002," he breathed into the phone. The second it was out of his mouth he wanted to take it back or apologize, certainly he was wasting their time. But he heard Cobb typing away.
There was a pause as both men clearly didn't want to say the obvious.
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