A/N: AS I ALWAYS SAY, I DO NOT OWN INCEPTION.

"Ariadne Philpotts-Page. Am I right?"

She was sitting in the same room Dom and Arthur were previously. She was nervous, she never considered she could be there, in a police station and for a murder. The Sargeant sat opposite her and showed her a gun and a white rock.

"You knew Mallorie Miles"

"... Yes, I knew her"

"How was your relationship with her"

It wasn't like a question, indeed.

"I- We didn't have a relationship. She is-was Dom's girlfriend and we weren't friends really"

"So, what kind of relationship did you have?

She looked at each item in front of her on the table and wondered why they were there. Why they were in front of her. The gun was inside a plastic bag and had blood stains. And the white rock was inside a plastic bag too, but it was broken.

"None. She just was my friend's girl. We didn't like each other anyway-"

"So, you two had a difficult relation?"

"No difficult, but we weren't friends indeed-"

"You didn't like her"

"No"

"Why?"

The silence fall on the room, and Ariadne sigh deeply.

"Just I didn't like her-"

"Why?"

"Because we though she wasn't good for Dom"

The Sargeant looked at her for a moment and continued with the interrogatory.

"We?"

"Arthur and I. She was playing with Dom, and we knew it"

"I'm sorry, Stephen. I'm really sorry"

Mal's father understand it. The toxicological test said she consumed cocaine, and even with that test he couldn't accept it. He needed to hear it from Dom.

"Why you didn't tell me?"

His tone wasn't an accusing one, he just wanted to understand.

"She said... she said she would control it. I-I couldn't stop her and she was lost Stephen. She lost herself"

"Playing?"

"Mal and Dom used to have fights almost everyday. Dom was always the hurt one in those fights"

"Why did they fight? Jealousy, friendships...?"

"She used to say that Dom wasn't good enough for her-"

"And what do you think?"

Arthur was waiting for the Sargeant in the polic station with a officer beside him. He looked over the place and saw William Eames sitting in the next room. He was wearing only a sweatpants and a t-shirt and he looked calm, even when he knew they were interrogating Ari. When he catch Will's gaze, he tried to talk to him, but the officer stop him.

"I'm sorry son, but you can't talk each other until he speaks with the Sargeant"

"Why?"

"Because all of you are suspects"

A/N: Sorry for not updating this before. Uni is killing me.

Any mistake is mine.

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