A.N.

The second update in the same day…..wow. I have never done that before. Anyway, I will try to update whenever I can, and I hope there won't be long pauses in between chapters.

I don't own.

On the Fowl's Private Plane

Artemis Fowl was sitting in his seat as the plane was passing over the short sliver of water on his way back to Ireland.

As he looked down at the water below, his thoughts began to think of the events of Eight Months ago. The news and happiness that Nicholas Fowl had only lasted a few short hours before what was left of the LEP had finally been able to get a hold of them, telling them that Nicholas Fowl had escaped, and that Holly Short was now the only elf left in the command structure left unhurt or dead. When Holly asked about Vinyaya, the only reply given was silence and the avoidance of the topic.

By the time Holly had found out about Vinyaya, she wished she hadn't.

Both Holly and Artemis had seen the recorded footage of her fight with Nicholas, and his subsequent…..slaughter, yes slaughter is the only good word, thought Artemis, of almost every Section Eight member in the room, they saw the makeshift gas chamber Nicholas had created, and they saw the bloody kiss that Nicholas had given to Vinyaya, instead of death.

The last part had interested him quite a bit. Why not simply kill her? He was glad he hadn't, but why hadn't he? Nicholas just killed and entire room of her people, then slashed the throat of her corporal spewing blood one her, why didn't he just do the same to her?

Artemis had looked at the footage again and again, trying to find any reason as to his actions. They had no audio on the footage, so any conversation they had had, couldn't be heard. And they had clearly had some form of communication, or Nicholas wouldn't have paused before he had tied Vinyaya to her chair then make her watch the slaughter.

Why didn't he just kill her? Ended the life of another magic user that he proclaims to hate

These questions and more had plagued Artemis Fowl's mind. They were questions he found that he could not answer, yet he knew they were critical.

His thoughts then turned to Holly.

Holly had been through much stress lately. To be honest, Artemis didn't blame her. She was carrying three children inside of her, and one of them was the young Nicholas Fowl, her son….their son…..that had tried to kill her. Them. The People….well most of them anyway, it was any wonder she hadn't completely cracked under everything that had happened.

It was a wonder that none of them had.

Section Eight Medical

Commander Vinyaya looked like she had died. Often times, she wished she was.

She had been sitting in the same bed for the past Eight Months, and she still relived the nightmare every day and night.

She still saw him. Every night she saw him. Nicholas Fowl. She would hold conversations with him, and he would always say the most interesting things. Sometimes she would burst out laughing, sometimes he would say hurtful things and she would cry, but he almost never meant any of the hurtful things he would say to her. He always kissed her tears away, he made her laugh by the end of the night right before he would leave, and oh how she cried when he left her. She would cry, and sob until he would come back the next night. No matter what, she was always sure that Nicholas Fowl, her beloved Nicholas Fowl would come back for her.

Sometimes they would talk about serious things, and other times they would just sit there and look at each other. The first time he had come, she yelled out, and men….men who claimed to be there to protect her from her Nicholas had burst through the door, they asked what had happened, but by that time she had passed out.

He had come the next night, he came to her and kissed her cheek, he told her that he was sorry he had scared her last time, and gave her a flower; it was one he claimed the mudmen had called a rose. Then he left.

He came again the next night, and he began to talk to her, they would talk for hours on end, and they would laugh, smile, and sit there for hours. He always came to her at night, and always left before the sheep would come and "check" on her, ask her how she was doing, and she would always answer truthfully, she was fine. Better than fine, Nicholas had come to see her. She never told the sheep that though, Nicholas had asked her not to tell anyone about him coming to see her, or they would try to separate them.

She didn't want that, she wanted to keep seeing him. She needed to keep seeing him.

Suddenly the door opened and a familiar figure stood in the doorway. He was dressed in a suit that was all black, except for the tie; it was as white as a child's soul.

Vinyaya smiled, it was her favorite suit of his.

Nicholas Fowl stepped in the doorway.

"I knew you would come back", she said with obvious happiness in her voice.

Nicholas sat next to her.

"Of course I did, I will always come back for you Vin", Nicholas replied with a happy tone that suggested he was happy to see her too.

Vinyaya grinned at the use of the pet name he had for her.

"So what are we going to talk about tonight Nick?" she asked with curiosity.

Nicholas smiled.

"How about we talk about you tonight Vin? We rarely ever do."

"That's because I am no one special Nick, I am just and elf. And technically a leprechaun."

Nicholas smiled.

"Alright Vin, what do want to talk about then?"

Vinyaya thought for a moment, not wanting to waste any of the precious time she had with him.

Suddenly she thought of a topic he knew, and would keep him talking the words she craved to hear from him to her.

"How about that man you mentioned last night? What was his name…..Hitler wasn't it?"

Nicholas smiled again.

"Anything for you Vin. Anything."

In the medical control room

Grub Kelp, who had healed from his injuries at the hands of Nicholas Fowl, signaled Foaly over.

The centaur made his way over to the corporal's screen, which was monitoring Commander Vinyaya's room. And sighed.

She is doing it again, she is talking to her "beloved" Nicholas Fowl, he thought with pity.

She had been doing this for the past eight months, she was hallucinating, thinking that she was talking to and was in love with Nicholas Fowl, he had yet to tell Artemis and Holly about this because he had assumed it would pass away with time, if anything it was starting to get worse.

He had recorded every single "conversations" she had with "Nicholas".

"You know the drill, record it, every second of it."

"Yes sir".

As he was walking away, he decided that the time was now, he had to tell Artemis at least. It was the only thing he could do.

A.N.

And cut. That's the end of chapter two. I am only posting this because I have the time to, but I don't know if I will be able to again until Monday at least. Please drop me a review, and let me know what you think of the story so far.

{raises a glass of coke}stay thirsty my friends

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