Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl although if I did, I would change the mind-wipes so that they could actually work out in real life. I think I'm going to write a fic about that.
This was originally a oneshot but I broke it up into different chapters because I have too many oneshots. So, here you go.
"Done?"
"Done." Foaly tapped one last key, and the screen went black.
"Done..." repeated Holly. "I'm still not convinced we're doing the right thing."
Foaly swiveled away from his keyboard. "Holly, listen to me. With his fairy memories, Artemis is a danger to all of us. Who knows what he could - "
"Not anymore, he isn't." Holly looked back at the centaur, full in the eyes. "You heard what he said. He was becoming better, more humane - "
"Not humane enough."
"How can you know?" Holly realized she was shouting, with her fists clenched. And that everyone was watching.
"Sorry." She averted her gaze.
Foaly looked past her. "Right, get the Mud People onto stretchers and move them to places where it might seem natural for them to be asleep. Preferably armchairs. And whatever you do, please don't let them wake up."
"They can wake up?" Holly leaned over onto the console. "What happens then?"
"Yes, they can wake up, because since we need the brain to be active, they're just asleep, not unconscious. If they do wake up, the wipes probably won't have done anything yet, since it's a delicate process and usually takes several hours. They won't remember anything that happens during that time, even if they achieve total recall afterward. But as I said, it's delicate. It could very easily upset the wipes and make it a lot easier to remember what happened before." (A/N: Yes, I know that's just my stupid excuse, but still. Bear with me here.)
"All right." Holly stared at the stretcher carrying Artemis's limp form. He seemed so helpless, so vulnerable. She was silent for a moment, then burst out, "I want to go with them."
Foaly turned away to hide his grin. "Of course you do."