Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you might recognize from Eoin Colfer's book Artemis Fowl and the Arctic Incident. I do own Ivy as she is my very own creation.

"They're alive!" shouted Ivy. Laughter bubbled up from the pit of her stomach escaping in a musical joyous burst.

"I told you," shouted Foaly, gleefully pointing at the screen. And the two friends cheered together.

Ivy's laughter died though as she saw a softnose beam fly past Holly's pointed ears. She was still trapped inside the Operation's Booth. She couldn't help anyone. "I should have stayed there," she told Foaly. "What if they get hurt?"

"Don't worry about that now," said Foaly eyeing Ivy's hands which were starting to glow blue. "How could you have known that they would be alive and decide to attack Koboi Labs?" Foaly was now crouching down under his desk typing away at the human computer.

"What are you doing," Ivy asked.
Foaly ignored the question. "Get down here," he told her. Ivy crouched down by the tiny computer next to the centaur. "When I tell you to," he said, "I want you to press this button." He pointed to a button on the keyboard.

Foaly stood up to watch the screens. Ivy had to see what was going on, she peered over the desk and watched as her cousin along with Root and Butler fought for their lives. Suddenly the main screen turned on and Artemis Fowl's plasma coated head appeared. Ivy knew he was in the Inner Sanctum of Koboi Labs immediately.

"Foaly," Artemis rasped, "Can you hear me?"

"Fowl? What happened to you?" Foaly asked.

"Five seconds, Foaly," said Artemis ignoring the question. "I need a plan or were all dead."

Foaly nodded at the screen. "Got one ready. Put me on all screens."

"What? How?"

"Press the conference button. Yellow. A circle with lines shooting our, like the sun. Do you see it?" Foaly told the Mud-boy.

Then he turned to Ivy. "NOW," he shouted.

Ivy pressed the button Foaly had pointed to earlier. Then she popped up to watch the screens. Cudgeon and several goblins had come up behind Fowl. But apparently the goblins didn't like what ever Foaly sent to Koboi Labs because they all became angry and turned on Cudgeon.

Foaly wasn't watching the screen though. He pulled out the human laptop out from under the desk and pulled some wires out of the computer. Then he started to rummage though every corner in the Booth.

"What are you doing now?" Ivy asked.

"Cudgeon stopped the recording before he said his part about Opal. So I need something that can send a voice recording to a cell phone," Foaly said. "Fowl's computer wont support the file type I need to send, so I need to download it to a different device." Foaly continued his frantic search.

On the screen Cudgeon had Artemis in a headlock with a softnose at his head. Holly Root and Butler had miraculously broken into the Inner Sanctum but it hadn't done any good.

"What kind of device do you need, Foaly," Ivy asked desperately.

"Anything," gasped Foaly, "Just something that can send or receive voice recordings."

Ivy's hand went down to a small device on her belt. "Would a warlock pager work?"

"A pager? You still have yours?"

Ivy handed the pager to Foaly who ripped out the interior with record speed. Attaching some of the pager wires to the computers he dialed Artemis Fowl's cell phone.

Artemis's phone rang.
"I think it's mine," said Artemis automatically.

Another ring. Definitely his cell phone. Amazing the thing worked at all really, considering what it had been through.

Artemis ripped open the case.

"Yes?"

It was one of those frozen moments. Nobody knew what to expect.

Artemis tossed the handset at Opal Koboi. "It's for you."

Ivy and Foaly watched as their wild plan unfolded before their eyes. In a mad fight of revenge, Opal was sent sprawling across the floor and Cudgeon was sent flying into cannon plasma. The shock from the plasma short circuited the remote that Cudgeon used to control Foaly's Booth and power came rushing back to it.

Foaly lost no time in knocking out half the goblin offenders with the seeker sleepers. Then he set the Police Plaza's own DNA cannons for non lethal bursts. It was all over in seconds.

Outside Trouble Kelp was organizing the chaos. He looked toward the Operation Booth with a look that could kill.

Foaly depolarized the quartz window and opened a channel. "Hey, guys," Foaly said to the LEP outside his booth. "I wasn't behind this. It was Cudgeon. I just saved everyone. I sent a sound recording to a cell phone; that wasn't easy. You should be giving me a medal!"

Trouble clenched his fist. "Yeah, Foaly, come on out here and let me give you your medal."

Foaly may not have had many social skills, but he knew thinly veiled threats when he heard them.

"Oh, no. Not me. I'm staying right here until Commander Root gets here. He can explain everything." The centaur blacked out the window and busied himself running a bug sweep.

"Foaly, maybe I could go out there and tell them what happened," Ivy suggested.

Foaly glanced briefly at Ivy's hair. "No. I think you should stay right here. They… uh… might think that you were in this thing the whole time too."

Ivy accepted the excuse but her sixth sense told her that it wasn't over yet and Foaly wasn't telling her everything.