My apologies for the long time between updates. I'm trying, I promise.
This one's a personal twist.

Also, apologies for spelling Camballine's name wrong. :(

She was top of her class, no matter what class she happened to take. She was smart, fast and could hit a moving target at 300 meters.

It didn't seem to matter how good she was, though. No matter what she did, her one, ONE, mistake would always haunt her.

Her first flight in a pod. She was so confident. She sat in the pilot's seat, feeling the gears maneuver to her Elfin measurements. If she was a betting fairy, the hot-shot part of her would have bet against her targets. Little did she know that she would totally blow her first trial in a pilot's seat, landing close enough to Commander Vinyaya for her to use the phrase "through a gap in your teeth" when referencing how well Holly could fly by the time she tested to get out of the academy.

And even less did she know that she would, throughout training, end up beating every record for her class. By graduation, she had beaten almost every record held for fly-boy tactics, except for, of course, Julius Root. At the time, Holly Short would have never thought that she would have been able to beat Root's numbers.

Over her years on the force, however, she pulled it off. Not that she should have, she broke about a dozen rules each time. She only managed it once or twice, but it was enough for Foaly's computers (and her commanding officers) to notice.
As of current numbers, she also held the fastest overall average fly through a magma shoot from Haven to the Surface. Holly didn't like going slow.

These thoughts and memories did nothing to comfort her as she let the hot, pure Irish spring water of the Fowl manor wash over her person. In fact, these thoughts brought her nothing but doubt…Surly Root would be furious with her for…well…she was reluctant to admit the exact reason, even if she could give words to this mess.

She just tried to relax, letting the water wash away the details and overall aftereffects.

Holly relaxed her neck muscles, letting the stress of the day and situation flow away with the water. Admittedly, she didn't have a clue how she was going to react to the situation…if she decided to react at all. Maybe she would just see this vacation through to the last day, and then make a decision.

She laughed to herself in the steam of clear Irish water…as if she'd ever been one to just let other people and influences make her decisions for her.

She needed to do SOMETHING and she knew it. But what could she do?

She closed her eyes and tried to look at the situation through her police trained eyes. It was a problem and needed a solution. She needed to find that solution.

She mulled the options over in her head. There were enough to make it an annoying venture.

She could put a stop to this entire mess. All it would take was one sentence, Artemis would respect her decision.

But…she forced herself to admit it…she didn't want to stop. Arty was the only person who was intelligent enough to be interesting, but good enough to know that sometimes she was not going to follow his speeches (she made a pointed thought at a certain centaur…). Arty was gentler with her than she would ever have thought a creature could be with another creature. He made her shiver with pleasure in ways that she couldn't even imagine, and every encounter was new and exciting all over again. Just looking at him across the room while they read or did work made her blush.

Then again, he was human. She didn't think there were laws against that, but she knew it was just because the Council never thought a fairy would be so treacherous.

But did that matter? Yes, of course it mattered. They would never be able to have children…

Holly stopped dead. She was NOT thinking of things that insane. She was not thinking about having a family with Artemis Fowl. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening…right?

She hated having so many options. She would have given anything to be in an actual tactical situation: only a few ways it can go, and rules to dictate how it's done. She sighed, Foaly would die of laughter if he ever knew that Holly Short was wishing that she gave a care about rules.

She shook her short hair away from her face. She needed to get out of the shower and start getting ready for the party, and she knew it.

She slowly turned off the water, stepping out of the shower to grab an incredibly soft, fluffy towel. She dried off, then put some lotion on her fairy ears. Even if they weren't pointy all the time this vacation, they were still getting dry from the humid-less Irish air.

She took another very deep breath and traced the rune on her wrist. As her body added inches to itself, she just let herself enjoy the magic.

It was an interesting experience, shapeshifting. It felt totally different going from big to small than small to big again. Getting bigger was like stretching all your muscles at once, but in a gentle way like the exercises humans had finally discovered and made popular, yoga.

She let her held breath out when she was human-sized. She hadn't realized that she'd held the breath that long. She shook her head. She was being silly and she knew it. She needed to just enjoy the evening without over thinking anything.

After putting on a light shift, Holly stopped in front of the bathroom door. Everything on the other side of that door could, and likely would, changer her life. Well, she though, continue to change it. And I'm going to let it, she told herself.

Just in time, as it happened, because at that precise moment Juliet began to pound on the door demanding that Holly come out of there and come get ready for the party.

Holly smiled and opened the door, knowing that the gesture signified more than just her willingness to leave the bathroom, it signified her willingness to see where this thing went.

"Thank God!," exclaimed Juliet, plainly out of patience with the world. "C'mon, Holly! We have to get both of us ready before the ambassadors start coming in from the capitol!"

Holly was swept from Arty's room in a blur of almost dry blond hair, but Holly caught a glimpse of Artemis as she was quickly evicted from the area.

What do you guys want Arty to be thinking at that moment? I've got a few ideas, but I want to hear yours! Let me know in the comments!