A/N: Actually stemmed from a dream I had last night… it of course grew insanely once I woke up. If you're at all interested in the original dream and kind of bored just ask me, lol, it's pretty crazy! I hope that weird, slightly scary dream will make for a nice fic for you guys to read :) Please enjoy, slowly, with fine cheese and crackers (or filet mignon if you prefer). Best before 12/12/99. Because by then we probably won't have computers. Read, Review, Repeat to your liking ^.^

Disclaimer: I may own that dream of mine, but I most certainly do not claim to own Artemis Fowl, because if I did, Holly and Arty would be way past just a kiss ;D, and Minerva wouldn't even be here.

Artemis Fowl: Captive

Chapter One, Geniuses

Northern Amadeus

Geniuses are, as a whole, not surprised by anything. They pride themselves on having everything, and everyone under control at all times. A snap of their all-knowing fingers and any situation should wither away like chalk on a sidewalk in the rain. They have the ideas, the knowledge, and the audacity to worm their way out of any predicament… and they know it. One particular genius, by the name of Artemis Fowl II, has, in fact, been taken off guard with a situation more than once. How is this, if geniuses are never surprised? You see, Artemis is so exceedingly intelligent, that he can get himself into more trouble than your average run of the mill genius, therefore, he is most commonly found in a predicament that takes exertion on his part to get out of. If only young Artemis Fowl II had been your typical genius, he would've never been in such dilemmas. Of course, if he was your typical genius placed in these dilemmas, he would be long dead.

Artemis sat at his computer, busy fixing one of the worlds most trusted (and incorrect) websites, Wikipedia. He shook his head in dismay over all the errors on the page his was currently working on, some people were just idiots. Sitting up in his chair he began at the top, correcting facts and adding about half the things he knew on the matter, the students who used this site for reports couldn't handle that much information in their tiny high-school sized minds. As he was about to click "publish" he heard a small crack at the window next to him. He finished the job and pulled up his security camera feeds. He noticed the slightest shimmer in the camera that was trained on the window of his personal study.

"Holly?" He whispered to himself. If he invited her in no one would see her, his parents were on vacation with the twins in America so he and Butler were the only ones in the manor today. Last Artemis knew, his hulking companion and former body guard was making a succulent lunch. Artemis rubbed his temples for a moment, whatever news the elf brought couldn't be good and he must be prepared. He heard another loud 'ping' on his window and quickly looked out to find a chip in the think glass. Why did she have to throw stones? She could just fly up to the window and knock, or better yet, come in the front door like a normal elf. He noticed that outside the trees swayed, rustling in the wind, from the looks of the sky a storm was coming. He slowly opened the window and peered out, wondering lightly if wet elf smelled as bad as wet dog, then reprimanding himself with the fact that elves were people, not dogs.

"Hello?" He asked to nothing in particular. He felt senile doing it but Holly was mostly likely somewhere near by.

"Can I come in?" A soft voice hissed some where near his ear, she must've been standing on the ground because the sound came from slightly below him. He was surprised that she wasn't in already; №1 had dealt with the age-old dwelling spell a few years back. Holly wouldn't need permission to enter.

"Yes of course, come in." He said hurriedly "You shouldn't need me to let you in." He said once she had become visible on his antique oriental rug. She looked terrible, leaves jostled her short brown hair, and her eyes had been ravaged by lack of sleep. The fairy wore a fitted black shimmer suit that had faded in some parts from wear and tear and Artemis noted her strange lack of wings or weaponry.

"It's another spell Artemis. I'm not sure what's going on. Someone won't let me back into Haven and I've found the only way I can get into a house without getting sick to my stomach is if someone invites me in so I've slept outside. All my equipment has stopped working. I don't know what to do!" Her voice had risen to a worried whisper by the end of her speech. Artemis took in the sight of the elf and all the disastrous things his friend had just said.

"Do you have any idea who did this?" He asked gently, taking her small hand and leading her to the over-stuffed studded couch. Holly obliged and sat, crossing her legs underneath her. She took a few steadying breaths, staring into the carpet, before going on. Outside the sky let loose and rain drops created a soothing pitter-patter on the window.

"I-I'm not sure. Would have to be someone who knows me personally, and they'd most likely need access to the station to know that I was aboveground, they'd also have to be pretty powerful to do this." Artemis nodded and sat down next to her, she was shaking slightly but Artemis was amazed at the bravery behind her eyes. She was incredibly tough for a woman only a few feet tall, and Artemis found himself admiring that.

"I'll try to make contact with Haven, until this gets sorted out you're welcome to stay in the guestroom." He looked pointedly at her messed up hair and pulled a leaf free of it's auburn nest. "It's a good thing the guestroom has a fully stocked shower, you look awful." He added, earning himself a hard punch to the arm and a deadly glare.

"You try sleeping outside for a few days and let's see how you look." He shrugged and tried to hide his smile. He stood to show her to her room. Once he reached the door she stood as well and followed behind him.

The room they entered took her by surprise, it was huge. It had two queen-sized beds with silken red and white sheets, a full-length mirror framed in beautifully carved oak. The floor was a rich hard-wood that Holly would've slept on in an instant and the doors matched the mirror frame. The bay-window looked out over Angelina Fowl's large garden, the plants made interesting, sweeping lines from this angle. Rain pelted against the glass and lightening flashed in the distance every few seconds. The room had a warm look and was inviting next to the grey scenery. It was more of a work of art than a guestroom she thought.

"Here we are," Artemis announced "the shower is right through that door" He extended an elegant finger towards a heavy looking oak door. Holly walked in slowly, the cold wooden boards felt wonderful on her aching feet, she had walked miles to get here and all she wanted to do was rest. Artemis followed her in and sat on one of the beds.

"Wow Arty, this is kind of over-done don't you think?" Artemis looked surprised.

"Not at all, it should be comfortable." He said. She smiled brightly

"Thank you for letting me stay here, I suppose in return I'll take that shower now." She laughed a little but she still looked very worried to Artemis, he sensed that something else was on her mind.

"Are you sure that's all Holly?" He tried to work in just the right amount of worry without sounding mushy. "I feel as if I'm missing something here." From his point of view, Holly was a lot more worried than she should be. Of course this whole thing was terrible, but it wasn't like anyone had threatened her, perhaps it was only a mishap, Artemis knew that there had to be more. She signed and rubbed one of her arms, a sure sign that he was correct in his thinking.

"I did get this," She pulled a piece of ripped and folded paper from a pocket in her black shimmer suit. Artemis took it gingerly and peeled it open. The crease was sharp as if she had opened and closed it many times and it had apparently been exposed to water so the inked words were slightly blurred.

If you want your life back, I'm going to need Fowl's in return. Think about it.

For both of your sakes Holly.

Artemis's face became a sneer as he read on.

Beautiful Holly, it pains me to see you like this. But it's the only way I can have you, broken. Without Artemis you might be able to see who I really am and stop d'arviting comparing me to boy prodigy. I love you Holly, so much it hurts… you.

He couldn't believe what he was reading, who could love someone and want to hurt them at the same time? The letter made Artemis fear for Holly's well-being, never mind his. He knew the havoc a deranged lover could wreak. It was one of his favorite things to study about in psychology, the lengths love could go to. He swallowed hard and handed the awful note back to Holly.

"Don't worry, I'll find him." He said, serious as death itself. He stood silently and walked out the door, closing it with a gentle thud behind him. Holly was scared to be alone without any protection. She thought she could defend herself well with kicks and punches, but what if this guy came for her with guns? Flesh was useless against bullets or knives. She hurriedly went into the bathroom and undressed for her much needed shower. Sand and leaves fell to the ground around her, she had never felt dirtier in her life. The cold water was wonderful against her dusty skin. She marveled for a moment over the selection of aromatherapy shampoos, conditioners, and body gels before deciding on vanilla lavender. She hoped to Frond she could get some sleep tonight. It comforted her to make a mental list of the things she needed to do.

Make sure Artemis doubled security until this nut-job was detained

Find Butler and get some food

Get some rest

Not too hard, she figured. Things were certainly looking up for her. She admired Artemis for his kind heart, a new and exiting feature. The ice-eyed little boy of a few years ago would've died before letting a fairy into his manor. Now they'd gone through so much together that he'd probably be the worst best-friend someone could ever have if he didn't let her in she thought. While showering she reflected on her feelings for the teenager. Being of the more feminine sex she of course had noticed a few things change physically about him. His hair had grown longer and eventually he stopped slicking it back so that now it was soft and slightly messy, the kind of style a teenager should have.

He had gotten much taller and would have now looked very handsome in a suit rather then a boy playing dress-up with his father's clothes. His style had changed as well. Instead of a highly starched Armani suit he now wore button-up dark colored long sleeved shirts which he rolled up to the elbow for a more casual look. Some times he even wore one with a sweeping white grungy design on the front. He had moved from slacks to night-black jeans as well, but he still wore expensive leather shoes Holly noticed. The most striking and beautiful change were his eyes, the cold blue now softened with earthy hazel.

With the image of Artemis behind her eyes she stepped out of the shower and dried off, finding her extra clothes in the small pack she had with her. Foaly had insisted on all officers carrying some of the essentials with them at all times, a human medicine kit ("Those stupid rookies think they can fly around anywhere without running hot," he would complain), an extra suit, and a package of freeze-dried nutrition, yum. She was now glad Foaly was so thoughtful, though she would never tell him.

Unfortunately, she had run out of food a few days ago and was starving. Pulling on the brilliant white suit she headed out the door and around the corner to the kitchen. Before she got there she smelled the heavenly sent of fresh sautéed garden vegetables. She smiled when she found Butler plating the mixed vegetables on top of glazed salmon on two plates and an extra one on top of what looked like a delicious salad. Artemis took all three plates, balancing them precociously until he reached the table. When he had set them down he looked up to find Holly standing near the kitchen.

"Hello Holly, have a nice shower?" She was wearing a glimmering white suit that made her look like a short, wingless, modern day angel. Her hair was still damp and stuck out in all directions.

"Yes, thanks for the meal, I'm starving." She said as she took a seat next to Butler who had just brought them all glasses of water. Artemis sat last, he noticed her smell when she walked by. It was sweet, she smelled earthy and damp with a hint of vanilla and lavender. He made a mental note to re-fill that particular body gel bottle. Holly ate her meal greedily, barely paying attention to her surroundings. Once she was full though she looked up at Artemis and Butler in turn. Artemis had hardly eaten a bit, Butler had finished the salmon but left some of the vegetables, hmm Holly thought Butler doesn't care for spinach, how ironic.

"Wonderful cooking Butler, may I speak to Artemis alone?" She asked, she liked Butler, but wasn't sure if Artemis had told his body guard about the note. He nodded

"Of course Holly, you two should talk. I'll go clean the dishes." He said and piled each of the plates together, leaving the water glasses, and walked off to the kitchen. Holly moved her chair closer to Artemis so they could talk lower.

"Have you found out anything?" She asked him.

"I couldn't get a hold of Haven. The communicators have been shut down. Tara is even being blocked, no one has gone out or gone into Haven since you left and all hotspots have been squelched, hopefully temporarily." He said almost darkly making Holly shiver. "I need to know exactly where you received the note, I believe that is where your attacker will be found, or he'll find us. Either way we know who we are up against. Butler, though he refuses to admit it, is not as fit as he once was and therefore we mustn't come."

"Maybe he should eat his spinach" Holly murmured humorously, destroying the mood.

"What?" Artemis's voice was still low.

"Never mind" She said quickly and shook her head. "I found it at the entrance to Haven, near Tara hill."

"That's where we'll start then." Artemis said. "Don't worry, we'll deal with him and get him to remove any spells he has over you and the hotspots, he won't get away with this."

"Artemis, don't you think us coming together might make him mad?" Artemis's eyebrows scrunched, she had a point. Artemis had actually thought of that though, he was still slightly undecided but went with his best case.

"I don't believe so, why do you ask?"

"Well, in the note he seemed to think you where his competition." Holly said, slightly embarrassed at what that implied.

"I can't arrest him on my own and if you go he'll have a greater chance of capturing you. I doubt he can capture both of us." Artemis's logic was sound, but, as he should've known, logic refuses to have anything to do with magic. Logic is always proven wrong when magic comes into play, even the best logic. Regardless, Artemis and Holly prepared to leave for Tara.

That night they snuck out of the manor and made their way on foot. Artemis reasoned that if they walked quickly they should make it to Tara around twelve o'clock. Better to face your enemies in daylight then darkness, night gives them an advantage in most cases. They walked pressed up against each other to keep warm. The rain had quieted and the lightening had ceased, but the air was left damp and cool. Artemis's arm kept Holly's shoulders warm, while her arm warmed his lower back. Both held a loaded handgun at their sides, prepared for whatever dreadfulness might ensue.

A/N: Thanks for reading loves! I really hope you like it, I think it's one of my better works so far. There will be some major ArtyXHolly in later chapters, I'd love to tell you where this is going but I can't! Amadeus stricty said "Don't give it away or I'll slap you with a salmon." and salmon slapping just isn't fun... but, I CAN tell you how that dream went, so if you really want to know what's going to happen just ask about the dream ;D and to do that you must... wait for it... not yet... a little more..... yes, that's it. REVIEW! Oh, and feel free to point out all the errors I know are hiding from me... thanks!

Much love, XoXo Northern Amadeus oXoX