I had a request for this, so... here it is! It is getting some edits, but nothing major. Just so you guys don't think you're going crazy if there's some part of it you think you haven't seen before. It is entirely possible. ;)

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Artemis was deep in thought.

The boy was thinking, hard, once more, about a topic he had no control over: his father.

The man was missing. Still. It had been almost a month. Sure, his missions had gone over before, but never this long. Never, had the older Fowl not found some way to contact them, or at least him, to tell them that he was okay, that he was coming back and everything was fine.

Something wasn't right. No, it wasn't even that mild; something was very, very wrong.

He wasn't going to sit around and wait around for the trail to go cold any longer, that was for sure. He was Artemis Fowl the second, and he was going to find out what happened to his father. He could, and he would.

He got up, stretched, then paced down the hall to his father's old study. It had been sitting bare for this past month, untouched; all his channels were still up, and the very same tabs he had last opened were still sitting open on his laptop. None of it was changed. None of it had been touched since Fowl Senior disappeared.

Artemis sat down and went through every open tab. It was all nonsense, it seemed; business stuff that the teen had no hand in. He could probably make sense of it, had he really tried, but now he didn't want to. Unless he traced something back that pertained to it, that could have a possible connection to his father disappearing, it didn't matter to him.

Next, he went through all the files. There was plenty of nonsense there too, but there was one thing that really caught his eye. It was a single file, but it was large, it was new, and it had been recently opened. In fact… as he clicked on it and an icon at the bottom of the screen extended, he realized it was still open. He himself had minimized it, when he first rebooted the computer from sleep mode.

It was the last thing on the computer that his father had looked at. And, as he knew that the older Fowl usually checked over all his files directly before he left for a business venture, as sort of a double check and a reassurance, Artemis realized that this was, in truth, probably the very last thing his father had seen at the manor before he left. This made him zero in on it all the harder as he glared at the screen, his eyes skimming through every inch of it.

Some of it made sense, some of it didn't. The teen didn't know much about his father's latest business venture, but what he did know seemed to be mixed in randomly. It was all messed up, and some of it seemed almost incomplete. But no - that wasn't like Fowl Senior, to have incomplete notes, things changed or missing that shouldn't have been. It was all there, but... it just wasn't.

Again, something wasn't right. This time, though, it was something he could easily fix with something he did very well: hacking.

If there was something more ingrained, or purposefully cut out, he had to have a code or file or something saved for it somewhere. Artemis Fowl Senior wasn't a genius. Something like that would have been near impossible for him to memorize and get down to a tee so quickly. He just couldn't have done it. So there had to be a way around it in there somewhere… and he intended to find it.

He leaned back in his chair, cracked his knuckles, and began his search.

It took about an hour, which was longer than Artemis expected to have to search. Whatever he had been hiding, his father had went to very long lengths, much more so than ever before, to keep it hidden. It must have been big, and important. He must have deemed it something nobody should ever, no matter what, find out.

Maybe a regular person wouldn't have found it. In fact, they probably most definitely wouldn't have. A regular person would have given up long ago - if, that is, they'd even made it this far. He doubted it. He had much more patience, not to mention intelligence, than the average person, and this was only another thing to add onto the ever growing list of things that proved it.

Once he found the file, it was a simple matter to break through anymore firewalls blocking access to get inside it. When he did, he read it. And when he read it… well, it was an even simpler matter than breaking down firewalls to put the pieces together and figure out exactly what had happened to his father in the most likely scenario. After that, all it came down to was devising an effective counterattack… devising an effective plan.

And luckily for him and his father, that was exactly what he was good at.