Angeline Fowl: Hope In the Blackness

This is a one shot of how I think Angeline would have dealt with things when Artemis Fowl was missing for three years during the Last Guardian. She went into a depression after her husband went missing and I figured she would have again when Artemis was missing. With the part at the very end, I know it's a little out of character for Mr. Fowl, but I just had to do it. :)

Angeline Fowl lay in her bed, the covers drawn up. The curtains were closed, so the room was shrouded in darkness. That was how she liked it.

Her son was missing. He was gone. Her husband had come back and now there only son was gone. It was like fate decided she could only have one of the two most important men in her life. She got her husband back in exchange for losing her son.

"Arty," she mumbled to herself.

Butler had gone crazy, talking about demons and fairies and other nonsense. He had failed in keeping his principle safe and had gone completely bonkers. Juliet looked after the mansion and Mr. and Mrs. Fowl now.

What would she do without their only son? He'd been gone two weeks now and Mr. Fowl had been searching and using old contacts to try and find him, but no luck. Angeline had tried to stay strong during the first week, trying to believe he would be found soon. But no luck. Angeline felt herself sinking again into the blackness of despair and depression and closed herself up in the room.

Juliet came in with a tray of food, some water, and her pills.

"Do you need anything else Mrs. Fowl?" asked Juliet, kindly.

"No," said Angeline. "Just-go, please."

Juliet left, shutting the door quietly.

Angeline sat looking at the food tray. Grilled chicken with broccoli in cheese sauce and a baked potato, complete with all the trimmings. She wasn't hungry.

Mr. Fowl came in, and shut the door. He went to his wife on the bed and sat down.

"Honey, won't you come down and eat with us?" he asked.

Angeline shook her head.

"Angeline, we'll find him," said Mr. Fowl. "I know we will. You can't give up. I hate seeing you like this."

"I just want my son," said Angeline, tears coming to her eyes.$

"Would you come down, just for a little bit?" asked Mr. Fowl. "Maybe watch some TV with me?"

"No," said Angeline. She reached for her water and took the sleeping pills, wanting the release sleep could bring.

But even sleeping had its disadvantages. She was haunted by dreams all night of searching through a dark maze. She could heart Artemis calling her, but no matter which way she turned, where she looked, she couldn't find him.

A few days passed and whenever Angeline tried to eat something, she would feel sick and throw it up. Mr. Fowl wanted to call the doctor, but she refused to see one.

A few more days and she had a few small cramps and her breasts felt tender. Damned period coming on…

But the days passed and her period was late. Her breasts were tender and seemed a little swollen. She felt sick all the time and could barely eat, despite Mr. Fowl tempting her crackers and other gentle foods. She slept a lot.

Four and a half weeks after Artemis had gone missing, she got up to go the bathroom and realized her period was really late. She almost didn't care, but something made her stop and think. She dug through the medicine cabinet and found what she was looking for. She sat on the toilet and peed on an object and looked at her watch. Three minutes…

Three minutes later, she took a deep breath and looked at the pregnancy test.

Two pink lines.

Her stomach jolted a bit. She was pregnant?

Her hand shook as she threw the test away and she washed her hands in the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. She was pregnant. After years and years, with only Artemis, she didn't think…

She couldn't have a baby in the state she was in. She would have to get herself back to normal, stop wallowing in despair. There was a spark of hope. The baby would need her. It was a little being, completely dependent on others for its needs. She had already done that to Artemis when her husband had gone missing. She had closed herself off the from the world, leaving Artemis in the care of Butler. She couldn't do that to the child growing in her belly.

She took a shower and got dressed and went downstairs for the first time in ages. She found her husband in his office, looking at emails, with reply's from his contacts, none who had info on Artemis.

"Angeline," he breathed, shocked at seeing her out.

"Hi, honey," she said, going to him.

"You're up," said Mr. Fowl. Angeline sat on his lap.

"Honey, I've got something to tell you," she said.

"What?"

"I'm pregnant."

Mr. Fowl looked blank for a moment, then shocked. "But-I-are you sure?"

"Yes," said Angeline. "I had some symptoms like from when I was pregnant with Artemis, and I took a test and it says I am."

"Oh my goodness, honey," said Mr. Fowl, a smile breaking out on his face. It was the first time he'd smiled since Artemis had gone missing and Butler started spouting stories of demons and fairies. "That's wonderful!"

Mr. Fowl still of course kept trying to find his son. But there was a spark of hope now. Finding out that she was pregnant had gotten Angeline out of her depression. She still missed her son terribly and hoped he would be found soon.

Mr. Fowl accompanied his wife to the doctor to have an ultra sound done. The doctor put the gel on her belly and ran the wand over it.

"Now, we can here the heartbeat and see the little guy on the screen," she said pointing.

After a minute, she spoke. "Oh my, there appear to be two heartbeats."

"What?" asked Angeline and Mr. Fowl in unison.

"Congratulations," said the doctor. "You're having twins."

Mr. Fowl fainted dead on the floor.