As I sat and listened to the others explaining to Ariadne what we were doing I couldn't help but think of my sister. A bright young woman who would've been perfect for this job. She did it all from Extracting, to point man, to forger. But she was best at architecture. I remember all the elaborate labyrinths she would make and how it soon became a game for Arthur and me to try and find our way through them.

I remembered how there was time when everything was right with the world. Mal and Cobb were as happy as can be. I had my sister with me and my sister had Arthur. Now she always said she wasn't in love Arthur but I never really believed her, and I do believe that the Arthur fancied her as well. So when she disappeared it changed Arthur. He became a stick in the mud and was always serious. Mal was so upset to see her friend go. Mal and she were like sisters, and Cobb was like a brother to her. And to me… well I'll never forgive myself for not finding her.

She left everything behind. Her clothes, her books, everything. I remember waking in the morning and she was gone. I called Mal and Cobb but they hadn't heard from her. Arthur hadn't heard from her as well and he immediately became worried as well. We spent three weeks looking for her. I remember how much it hurt to find her gone. I still don't know what happened to her.

Did she leave? Was she taken? Or worse… was she dead? I didn't want to think about the last one but as the weeks turned in to months and the months turned into years I slowly began to loose hope and faith the my sister was still alive. My sweet sister. She couldn't harm a fly but did have a quick mouth and was rather witty.

I was snapped back into reality when I heard my name,

"Eames, you're going to study Browning. Learn how he acts, talks, and interacts with Fischer." I nodded my head and then began to zone out again into my own thoughts.

I wondered what I'd be doing now if she was still here. I wondered if she would go along with this job. But she wasn't here and I needed to focus on what I had to do. So when Cobb was done talking I stood and went into the other room and began to sift through pictures,

"Eames…" I looked up to see Ariadne standing there,

"Yes love?"

"Are you okay? You seem a little…distracted." I let out a sigh. Ariadne didn't know about my sister or the affect she had on our team,

"Yes I'm fine. I'm just…thinking is all."

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about? Maybe I could help." I chuckled slightly,

"Oh I wish you could Ariadne. Oh how I wish you could. But nothing can change past deeds. Thanks though darling." She nodded her head and left the room. I let out a sigh and looked back to the papers and photos.

The next day I was sitting in the office just outside the room where Fischer and his father were. I studied their relationship and Browning for quite some time. I was just getting ready to leave when I heard shouting,

"Oi! Let go of me you-"

"Shut up!" The first voice was that of a woman. It was British and it sounded strangely familiar. Three people burst through the door. Two guards and a woman. I couldn't see the woman's face yet but her body looked a wreck. Her olive green tank top was in shreds and her grey cargo pants were also a mess. She had bruises and cuts on her arms and legs and there was blood seeping through her clothes. Robert Fischer and Browning both exited his father's room, shutting the doors behind them. The guards hit her in the back of the legs making her effectively fall on her knees. She hissed in pain. Then the other guard yanked her by the hair making her look at Browning and Fischer. My eyes widened slightly at what I saw. Dark brown hair with dark blue eyes and a look of defiance in them. There was a streak of blood running from just above her left eyebrow where a gash was showing and streamed down her face along with small cuts and bruises.

"Oh Sherri, what have you done." She spat at Browning's feet.

"I've done nothing wrong." Browning looked un-amused and Fischer looked like he was going to loose his lunch.

"Uncle Peter I said detain her not beat her." Browning put a hand on his shoulder,

"We are dealing with a dangerous woman here Robert. A thief and murderer. She needs to be broken." She growled at him and received a punch in the gut by one of the guards. It was all I could do to not rip them all to shreds right then and there.

"So this is how your head of security is treated? No wonder the last bloke quit." Again she was hit. I wanted to look away so badly but I couldn't tear my eyes away from her.

"Then explain to us why three of our guards are dead and how the others found you with their blood and the murder weapon."

"Like hell I did! Since when is it a crime to try and save a man's life! I know you hate me Browning but let me clarify something for our dear Mr. Fischer. Never have I ever killed an innocent man. Innocent men don't deserve to die. Michal, Jack, and Louis were my friends. Michal had a wife and kids, Jack was going back to school, and Louis was going to open a restaurant! You can ask all my men. I wouldn't kill them. And those men who found us, let me think, of yes they work for you Browning. You've never liked me from the start. The only reason that I'm still here is because Maurice Fischer trusts me. Robert… I've worked for your father for the last six years. You know me. Please… you know that when your poor father dies… you know what will happen to me." Fischer had a look that said he didn't know what to do.

Should he trust his uncle or the woman who's been working for him for the last six years? I was starting to sweat bullets. I was so afraid for her. I didn't want to loose her. Not when I just found her again. He let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair,

"Sherri… I trust you. And I believe you, but I'm going to have to let you go. Not because you're not good at your job, but when the press find out. Your life and mine will be ruined if you stay." Browning smiled viciously at her. Her head lowered and she let out a sigh of defeat,

"Take her away." As soon as they yanked her to her feet she acted. She kneed the one guard in the stomach and then kicked the other in the head. She yanked a switchblade from the back pocket of one of the guards and took off running down the hall. While the others were distracted I took off down the hall. I couldn't loose her. She ran fast and took two more guards out. She took a left and ran down the corridor. More guards but they were quickly disposed of. Since when did she become this killing machine? She used to hate knives and guns. She'd hardly ever use them. She ran out a side door and down an ally way. I ran after her but found her no where in sight. Next thing I knew I was on my back and I felt cold steel against my neck,

"Sherri it's me!" She didn't move, she just pressed her knee deeper into my back, "It's your brother Eames!" She stopped. She flipped me on my back and looked me dead in the eye. Her mouth hung open slightly and her eyes went wide.

"Eames?" She helped me up and then gave me a tight hug. She buried her face into my chest and I held her tight.

"Sherri…" I could hear her sobs and she only buried her face further into my chest.

"Eames… I want to go home." I stroked her hair and rubbed her back,

"Come on, I'll take you home." I put my arm around her and we walked down the street. Her head resting against my shoulder, "What happened to you Sherri?" She let out a sigh,

"I got a letter… it was from Mr. Fischer. He said that if I wanted to keep what we did a secret then I needed to come and work for him. I didn't want any of you to get hurt. I didn't… I didn't want to say goodbye. You know me Eames, it would've broken my heart." She was on the verge of crying again and I simply held her tight,

"I'm just glad you're alive. I…we all thought that you were dead." She smiled up at me a little,

"Come on now, it takes a lot more than that to kill me." I laughed,

"Yes it does." We kept walking but did very little talking. She was tired and in the end I ended up carrying her.

"Gosh darling you're so light." Her eyes were half shut and she was mumbling into my chest,

"That's what happens when you have to train thirty men for a security detail." I kissed her head and walked up the steps to our warehouse,

"We're here Sherri." She told me to put her down and I did. I opened the door and she strutted right in. She didn't want to appear weak.

"Oh good you're back Eames. Listen I need you to-" Cobb turned around to find not me but Sherri standing there. He dropped the papers in his hand. His mouth hung open slightly,

"Hey Cobb when do we- no way," Arthur walked in and he stopped dead in his tracks with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"Sherri?"

"The one and only. Now are you lot going to come and hug me or not." Cobb and Arthur rushed over and wrapped her in a hug. Cobb picked her up and spun her around. Arthur just held on to her tightly and didn't so much as let go for at least a minute or two.

"What happened?"

"Where'd you go? And what happened to you? You look a wreck."

"Thanks Dom! I'll let my big brother Eames here explain, but I want to see Mal. So, where is she?" Cobb looked down at his feet and Arthur shut his eyes. She turned to me, "What'd I miss? Where's Mal?" I sighed and took her by the arm,

"Sherri… Mal's..."

"Mal's what?"

"Mal's dead."