The next chapter is HERE!! Cont. from Chapt. 6. Enjoy!

Avery, with Mulch in tow, entered the Ops Booth. Foaly's face was on a screen in the Ops Booth, smiling down on Avery.

"Hey Avery. How are you?"

"I great, Foaly. I picked up Mulch on the way."

"Oh, getting into more trouble, eh Mulch?" Asked Foaly mockingly.

"Always Pony-Boy." Mulch looked around the empty Ops Booth. "Hey Foaly, where are you exactly?"

"Back here," Foaly said as a secret door opened. Mulch let out a low whistle. Avery walked through the door, followed closely by Mulch. They walked into an elevator, just like the one in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. (A/N: The book, not the movie. I don't even know how I know this, I never read the book... PONDERS Oh Well, Back to the Story)

"Hey Mulch, you better thank me." Avery said, angry for not being recognized on a job well done. "I could call Trubs on you."

"Oh no, that isn't necessary. Thanks for the help, by the way." The two were not paying attention to the elevator ride, but if they were they would have noticed the fact they kept switching directions on their drop.

Once the elevator stopped, the door slid open allowing the elevators occupants to see the large room. It was filled with Foaly's gadgets, gizmos, and inventions. Beeping echoed throughout the room. Foaly's back was to them, his tale swishing rhythmically. He was talking to a small green man, Doodah Day, a pixie who could drive anything. Avery walked over to her two friends, Mulch looking around at all the equipment. When he saw Avery all the way across the room he hurried to catch up to her.

"Hey Doodah. How are you?" Avery asked polietely.

"I'm good, thanks Avey." (A/N: I know the 'R' in Avery is gone - I meant to do that!)

"Okay, down to business. Avery, thanks for bringing Mulch. We'll need him for tonight. I made contact last night. A rendez-vous has been set up." Foaly was proud of his achievement.

"Good job Foaly! Where is the rendez-vous?" Avery wondered.

"Dublin." Was Foaly's simple reply.

There was a tension in the room at the mention of Dublin. Doodah shuddered silently. Mulch was prepared to walk away right then and there. Dublin meant Fowl Manor, meaning Artemis Fowl the Second, which was synonymous with several words including trouble, danger, evil, crime, and the list goes on. Foaly did not want Avery to go. The girl she wanted to meet, the one that looked like her mother, lived in Dublin, along with several people Foaly would rather not deal with again. But, like Holly, her mother, Avery was stubborn.

"Dublin," Avery mused, "that area is highly populated."

"Not where you're going, kiddo." Doodah said, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"Yeah," Mulch agreed. "Besides, there are two hotspots in the area."

"Two hotspots. Impressive." Avery thought for a second. "When do we leave?"

"'We'?" Questioned Foaly. (A/N: I was going to end it HERE! But I won't. ;P)

"Yes Foaly, we." Avery was determined.

"Well kiddo, here's the thing. I can't come. I have to stay here, watch weather patterns, do work, lie to your mother, that sortta thing. Mulch needs to stay here, in this very room, unable to leave, to prove that he didn't kidnap you and so he can't get into anymore trouble. Doodah is going to drive your shuttle to the surface, but he will only drop you off. Once you're in the wings, he will drive back down." Foaly explained all this sounding guilty, and with good reason.He was feeding her to the lions.

"Wait. Doodah is coming back down. How come?" Avery wasn't happy with this.

"We need a shuttle for when your mother kills us." Foaly said it like it was easier than 1+1. Avery pondered that for a minuet. It made sense.

"D'Arvit!" Avery swore. "I hate it when you're right."

"Okay. Be here at 7:30 pm. We need you up there for 10:00, giving you time to fly and wait." Foaly laid out the plan. "Get it?" Avery nodded.

"It sounds possible." Avery admitted.

"Oh by the way Avery, you shouldn't swear." Mulch teased as Doodah swore.

"Don't I have the best role models under the world." Avery said, her voice lathered with sarcasm.

"Fine then. Swear all you want. The girls family doesn't swear that often, though." Mulch lied. He remembered that Artemis II had been swearing since age 12.

"So, what's this girls name?"

"Anna Sophia."

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