Alrighty. So this is based AFTER TAC , and Artemis is now out of the clinic.

DISCLAIMER: No matter how many times I look myself in the mirror and pray I'm Eoin Colfer, it never works…

Characters may be OOC. Sorry 'bout that.

This may get slightly confusing, so pay attention; How to tell Artemis F. I from Artemis F. II…

Artemis Fowl I: Artemis Sr., Artemis I, (his) Father, Timmy.

Artemis Fowl II: Artemis Jr., Artemis II, (his) Son, Arty.

Chapter 1: Runaway.

15 year old Artemis Fowl II looked over at his father and two 3 year old brothers. They were playing. His father bounced Myles and Beckett on his knees, while wrestling with them. Artemis Jr.'s eyes held something that was not usually seen in them. Jealously.

It's been a year with the twins and Artemis Jr was getting sick of the love and games passed between the youngest and eldest Fowl's. Artemis Jr thought about his and his fathers bonding. There wasn't much.

His father always put money first. His father always ignored his son. His father never played or wrestled or praised his son. His father and his son have never said 'I love you.' to each other.

So when Artemis Sr tucked in his beloved toddlers once again, Artemis JR snapped. He never wanted to hate the twins, and he doesn't, is his father he seems to loathe. So when Artemis Sr walked back into the living room, Arty put his laptop down and asked, "Father, may I talk to you?"

His father nodded quickly and they sat in the big Fowl living room. The big leather chairs sat by the blazing fire, both twin chairs occupied by the Fowl head and the Fowl heir.

"What is it Artemis?" Asked Sr. His voice showed concern but his deep blue eyes were cold and calculus. His salt and pepper hair was beat as usual and his black suit was spotless.

"Everything." Jr. Said simply. His black hair was slightly more messy but still held that professional look. His normal suit was replaced that evening with a nice deep blue dress shirt that matched his right eye, as the other one was Captain Holly Short's hazel one, and black jeans (that his mother had forced him to wear)

"Such as?" Timmy asked.

"Such as our relationship. If you can really call it that."

"What do you mean? Your my son." Timmy asked slightly confused.

"How you always care and love and play and praise the twins, but if I recall, you've never done that with me."

His father bit his lip, but stayed quiet. Arty continued, "it's always money with you. Why can't you care? Am I a disgrace." The last part wasn't a question.

"Artemis, I never knew you felt like this." His father said. His teeth clenched and his fathers hands gripped the chair. As though he was fighting back the urge to hit his son.

"I'm not done," continued the young Fowl, his voice trembled slightly and a tear he was fighting slipped down his pale face. His father didn't seem to notice. "How come you've never said you love me? Do you not love me?"

Artemis Sr didn't answer. His teeth still clenched, his jaw tight and his hands in fists.

"Just as I thought. You don't." The young genius paused, hoping his father would argue and say he does love him. His father still remained stiff and silent. More tears fell down Jr's face.

Arty stood and sprinted as fast as he could out the front door, almost running into his mother on the way out. "Arty!" she called, running out the door after him. She stopped at the stairs and watched as her son ran into the woods. The lightly falling snow made the world look beautiful yet eerie and the wind blew chilling the woman at the door step. She flipped her curly blond hair behind her and slowly closed the door and walked to talk to her husband.

...-..-..-..

Artemis ran. He ran harder than he had ever ran before. Tears froze on his pale saddened face and the below freezing weather attacked every inch of his skinny body.

Time caught up to him and he stopped. Staring with red rimmed blue and hazel eyes to the forest that surrounded him. His body shook and he fell to the frozen snow covered ground, his back against the hard bark of a tree.

He cried. He cried hard, hard and long. It could've been only minutes but it felt like hours. He need comfort. But who? 'Holly' his mind said over and over. But he couldn't see him weak. Could she?

His hand reached to his ring and he called her. She answered on the first ring. "Hey, mud boy." she smiled. Her hair, which has grown to below her ears was styled and her eyes that reflected his had a slim line of black eyeliner around them. Her eyes scanned the screen and noticed where he was. And that he was crying.

"Artemis? Where are you? Why are you crying and what's wrong?" Concern over powered her voice and, unlike his fathers, her eyes held great concern for her human friend.

Artemis shivered, he was cold. He sniffed and wiped his eyes. He explained.

Holly stated at him, concern and worry for him. "Arty, I'm so sorry. Do you want to come down to Haven for a night or so? I'm sure I can get you able to come down." Artemis nodded.

"Okay, Arty. I'll be at the Manor at 12 am, so in about an hour or so?"

Artemis shook his head no. "No?" Asked Holly confused. "No. I'll

Meet you at Tara. I'm not going back there." Holy nodded and terminated the link.

Artemis began to walk to Tara. Alone and sad.

Thanks for reading. This will continue for a while. Artemis and Holly will be in Haven together. Oooohh. (Yes, I'm a shipper)

Please review! I'll update soon (hopefully tomorrow ;D )

"Love, Wishes, Peace and Recycling."

~TB3695