"Are you going to talk to me, fairy? Or D'Arvit is the only thing you can say? Just tell me your name."

"Grub…"

"What was that?"

Grub held his leg. He didn't have enough magic to cure it. And fairies do not react well to human bullets. He took a deep breath and said, trying to sound fearless, "Corporal… Grub… Kelp."

Max smiled. "I'm Agent Max Benson. Pleasure to meet you."

Grub pressed his womb, trying to ease the pain. "Agent… where?"

"FBI."

Grub lost his conscious. Being caught by a human who was also an FBI agent, mixed with the horrible pain in his leg, maid it quite hard for him to stay conscious.

Max looked at him. Then at the rode. He took his cell and called Robin Richards.

"Mm… who is that?" asked Robin in a sleepy voice.

"Agent Max Benson, sir."

"Benson? Why the hell are you calling me at this time?"

"Well, sir, I just caught a fairy."

"What!"

"I caught a real fairy, sir. I'm going to the headquarters right now."

"Good thinking… A fairy, you say? Hmm… When will you be there?"

"In about two hours."

"Excellent. I'll meet you there, agent, and I want you to know… you're going to change the world right now."

"Thank you, sir."

When Max arrived to the headquarters he saw Robin waiting for him, looking awfully excited.

"Where is she?" he asked.

"What 'she'?" asked Max.

"The fairy, agent, the fairy!"

"Oh. It's a 'he'. Right there in the back…"

Robin opened the back of the van and looked amazed. "Take him to the investigation room."

"Actually, sir, I think we should give him some medical treatment. He's not very well."

"Fine. Give him a nice little room and call a medic."

Once the finest medic in Washington, Abe Turner, arrived he too was in complete shock. He examined Grub for almost five minutes, and could probably go to six if Max wouldn't stop him.

Eventually Abe lowered Grub's fever and even managed to take the bullet out.

"Why'd you have to shoot him anyway?" Abe asked.

"Do you think he will come with me willingly?"

"Good point." Said Abe. "Well, I'd better go. I can't do anything else for him."

Abe left, and Max watched Grub. After about half an hour he woke up. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling and he looked rather confused. His hand was holding his leg, and then he seemed to understand what happened. He slowly turned his head and looked at Max. "D'Arvit."

"There's that word again… How do you feel now, Corporal?"

"Like hell."

"I can understand you."

"Wonderful." Grub was shaking on the inside.

"Would you care to talk to me today?"

"Whattaya mean?"

"I ask you questions, you answer. What do you say?"

A wonderful, helpful, and actually first of its kind rose up in Grub's brain.

"I'll do it on one condition."

"What?"

"You'll let me complete my ritual."

"The one where you renew your powers?"

"Yes. I need it. I need to heal myself. You know, fairies don't react very well to bullets and with no magical assistance it can end very badly…"

"I see. But you know, we already took care of you. The bullet was removed…"

"It doesn't matter. You see, the affect of metal on the fairy's body is dreadful… it can cause severe damage and may even cause death. With no healing I may die! And then you won't know anything about fairies."

"Fine. You can complete your stupid ritual… but don't you need an acorn for that?"

Grub showed him the preserved acorn, invented by Holly. You won't find a fairy without it these days.

"Alright. But Mr. Richards and I will watch you."

"OK. Who's Richards?"

"Head of the FBI."

Grub's stomach flipped. "Fine. Just let me go outside."

"Can you walk?" Max asked sarcastically.

"Yes, I can!" Grub said angrily. And he did manage to walk when every step he maid on his right leg caused him awful pain. He was sure he's about to fall down, but a voice in his head, one that really sounded like Trouble's, told him to go on and not to show this human you're in pain or you're afraid.

Eventually he arrived to the green lawn in the front of the building. It was still very early in the morning and the street was empty. Robin Richards stood there, looking at Grub and seemed very pleased with himself.

"What are you going to do?" asked Max.

"Nothing," said Grub and reached to his preserved acorn. He sat on the lawn and tried to look like he doesn't mind that two human's are watching him. He put the acorn on the lawn and said as quite as he could, "I'm returning you to earth."

He immediately felt the magic running through his body. The blue sparks automatically went to his leg and cured the womb in a couple of seconds. There was a nasty scar, but it didn't hurt. Grub sat there and didn't say anything.

"Amazing! Amazing, Agent Benson!" said Robin excitedly.

"Well, thank you, sir." Said Max. Grub fisted his hands.

"Corporal, ready to answer some questions?" he asked.

"Well… yes." Grub said. His idea wasn't so perfect now. Actually, it looked stupid and Grub thought there's no way it's going to work. But it was worth a shot.