Disclaimer: I'm just a fan. I don't own Artemis Fowl or any of the other works of brilliance created by Eoin Colfer. I am just borrowing them, sticking them in a fictional situation to see how things would turn out. That's all. No more, no less.

A little note from me: This is the first fan fic I've ever written…So it would help if you gave a review or two? Let me know what you think of it? Thanks.

Chapter 1

The boy sat in his bed, still fully dressed and wide-awake. Of course, he had never exactly been much of a 'boy'. Throughout his life everyone looked at him like an adult, he had worked so hard for that status. Everyone wanted something from him. No mere 'boy' could possibly hold that burden. All his business partners, although they greeted him with smiles, all they wanted was to make use of his abilities. His parents, though they were beginning to seem like a normal family, seemed to want him to be someone he was not. Even in front of Butler, he had to keep on his mask of coolness and professionalism. Mulch, Juliet, …All of them. They all wanted something from him.

However, with Holly? If anything she probably looked down on him. She never demanded that he be someone else. For some odd reason he found her rudeness–appealing? He was grateful for the dark because these were one of the rare moments that he found himself blushing.

Why? For all his brilliance he could not comprehend how he felt comfortable and awkward at the same time when he was around her. He sighed as his mind conjured up the image of her face again. He knew she was pretty, but there was just–something else. Was it the way she quirked her mouth, the way her perfect hands worked so seamlessly, the way her eyes burned with their own fire…

"Fowl!" Holly? Artemis turned to see a her slight form hovering outside his window. He almost jumped out of his skin but collected himself. Months ago she had made him open a permanent invitation for her into this summer home. He still had not recovered from the last shock he received when he found her in the freezer icing yet another injury He only hoped that she had not–

"Holly!" He flung open the windows and the fairy tumbled into the room her engine of her wings spluttering and emitting sparks. She hurtled into the wall and crumpled. He rushed to her side and eased the helmet off, and held back a gasp. Her face was covered in blood. Sparks scuttled across her face and neck. "Holly! What have you gotten yourself into?! Who did this?! I swear if I ever–"

"Quit dramatizing and help me." She rasped. Blood flecked his face as she coughed but he barely noticed. He chastised himself for wasting time moaning and set his mind to work. He smelt a curious odor, that of which he had smelt only once in his life. It was an illegal fairy poison, coming in the form of a small, living dart that would eat its way into its victim and excrete this deadly poison. The poison would cause the victim to bleed from the pores and tear ducts and it only stopped when the victim was dead…or the dart was removed. From the look of her fading sparks, Holly's magic was running out and that was the only thing that kept her from bleeding to death…unless he found the dart and managed to remove it in time.

"Where is it Holly?" She pointed to the base of her neck, her hand trembling.

Artemis turned her over gently, he wiped away the blood to see a hole in her neck, a hole so thick he could have stuck his finger through. His eyes widened.

"Holly, how do I remove it?"

"Whistle."

"What?!"

"Whistle a perfect C! D'arvit!"she gasped, blood seeping from the edges of her mouth.

Artemis was in a way relieved that he did not have to slice open her neck to get to the dart. However, he had never ever been able to whistle. He had tried but all that came out was air. He felt helpless. His friend was going to die because he couldn't whistle! He tried again, trying to ignore the sight of blood seeping out of the seams of Holly's suit. Tears poured down his face. Through his panic one thought screamed at him.

Think Artemis. Think.