Butler and Holly had gathered the boys and their things and kept them in Artemis's room. Holly would keep guard on them until Butler had made sure no one else was in the house or on the property.

"All clear." He told Holly, returning to his charge's study room as the twins played in the corner with their favorite toys. Then his cellphone rang. He flipped it open and said, "Yes Mr. Fowl?"

"Would you care to tell me why," Artemis Senior said, with a calm anger, "My wife and I are locked out of our own house?!"

Butler was confused, "What do you mean sir?"

"I mean that the front gate will not open at ALL!" Mr. Fowl was getting really pissed off now. "Don't make this any harder than it needs to be, Butler. Open the gate immediately and be on your way."

Butler went to the window and looked outside. He saw their car in the distance parked in front of the gate patiently.

"What's wrong?" Holly mouthed to Butler.

Butler sprinted downstairs to the security center and checked the status of the perimeter. Everything was... shut down? "Mr. Fowl, that wasn't me."

"What do you mean? You're the only one who controls security in the house. Well, not anymore."

Butler paused, then spoke, "I apologize Mr. Fowl. But you're going to have to make other arrangements for tonight." Then he hung up. He sighed, that was the most rude he's ever been to the Fowl family, besides Artemis of course.

He went up back to Holly and the boys in the study room. Holly tossed him a look asking "What's wrong?"

"Have you talked to Foaly yet?"

"Just about to call him." Holly answered. Then Butler's phone rang again. "Who would that be?"

"Probably just Mr. Fowl again." Butler dismissed, although he was already pulling his phone out. "I was a bit rude..." Butler looked at the number calling him and didn't recognize it This is a closed line. How the hell...?

Holly saw his bewildered look, "Who is it?"

"I don't know."

"Then pick it up! It might be Spiro or your buddy trying to help us!" She told him.

Butler answered it. He put the phone up to his ear a bit slow, "Hello?"

"Hello?" Morrigan asked.

"Who is this?" He asked.

The voice on the other end paused as if talking to someone else, "Uh, Artemis."

I did not mean for you to tell him THAT! Artemis exclaimed, he would've face-palmed himself if he could even move his hand.

"Well then you should've been more specific!" Morrigan hissed to him.

"This cannot be Artemis. So I'll ask again, who am I speaking with?" Butler repeated, using his "threatening" voice. Holly held back a laugh.

"Umm, Morrigan..?" She ended it off as a question.

"Morrigan?" Butler's eyebrows flew up on his forehead.

"WHAT?! Morri's coming back!" Miles and Beckett raced over to Butler and tried to wrestle the phone from him. But being the giant that he is he kept it out of their reach. "Hush. I can't hear, boys!" He gently scooched them aside. Holly took over but gave Butler a questioning look.

"Yeah. This is going to sound crazy, but Artemis.." Morri spoke slowly, repeating everything that Artemis said, "Wants you to tell me everything that has happened since he left."

"That just isn't possible." Butler said, but in his heart he hoped it to be true, that Artemis somehow was communicating with him so he could figure out what was going on.

"Yes, it is!" Morrigan persisted.

"How can he have told you that? He's in a coma."

"You're going to think I'm crazy, but I swear I'm not... I can hear him in my head. He talks to me." Back in America, Morri winced at how insane that sounded.

Don't worry, you're not crazy. Artemis assured her.

"You're right, you do sound crazy." Butler agreed. "Goodbye now. Please get help for yourself."

"Wait! I can prove to you that I'm telling the truth." Morrigan said. She paused again then spoke a single word, "Domovoi."

How would she know? Unless she's really telling the truth. Butler thought to himself.

"What's going on?" Holly asked.

"Morrigan is calling saying that Artemis is ...communicating with her and that he-they, can help."

"Why didn't you hang up already, that chick is crazy." She told him, she reached for the phone but Butler kept it away.

"No, she said that she can prove that she's telling the truth. I still don't know, and she told me my name."

Holly paused. "You know Artemis, Butler. As impossible as this seems, I think we should trust that Arty found a way to reach out of that coma. Talk to her."

Butler put his ear back to the phone. "Do you believe me now?" Morri asked.

"Yes. But I don't completely trust you. Buy a ticket to Dublin." He told her.

"I don't have the money for that!" Morrigan exclaimed, "How much would a ticket cost anyway?"

Butler can just buy it and you print it. Artemis told her.

"I'll buy it then, I'll email it over." Butler said, paraphrasing his employer's words.

"Um, what?"

"Great." Butler already was pulling up the info Artemis had on her on his computer. "See you soon."

"What?!"

Next thing Morrigan knew she was on a plane headed for Dublin. She sat in the comfy, roomy, first class seat, munching on the complimentary nuts.

"Honey, are you sure?" Mikhail had asked her, as he and Rhett drove her to the airport.

"Yeah, I'm sure." She told him.

"But when are you coming back? Your mom is expecting you back on friday, right?" He persisted.

"Yeah. But I'll be bak by then. Don't worry Miki. I'll be fine. I'm just visiting my uncle and...my cousin." Morrigan sweetly lied. And Mikhail believed her. So she boarded the plane without a problem and now sat in first class waiting for the plane to take off.

Morrigan? Are you awake? Artemis reached out.

Shut up. She replied, That freaks me out.

Well, you might have to get used to it. I don't know when I'm leaving.

I'm about to visit you soon. Morrigan commented.

What? Really? How?

Your butler bought me a ticket. I guess he wants to make sure if I'm a certified wacko or not. Morrigan replied.

What an interesting turn of events. Artemis said wryly.

There was a pause in the conversation as the stewardess gave instructions on the most peaceful way to die in a falling hunk of metal.

Morrigan listened quietly, not bored but not entertained either. The plane engine started, moved forward, and ascended into the sky.

It seems to me that I can sense more than your thoughts now. Artemis said.

What does that mean? Morrigan asked.

You really have to go to the bathroom, don't you? Artemis asked.

Well, yeah. How'd you know? Morrigan actually had been holding it in for quite some time now. She shifted uncomfortably.

I told you, I can sense more things now. I'll bet you can too, if I wasn't detached from all my senses. Artemis said. I wonder how far this will escalate.. hmm.

Morrigan kept this thought to herself, I hope it doesn't go too far.

But apparently, Artemis caught that too. It probably will if we don't figure out what's going on here. Tell me, when did you last menstruate?

"I will NOT talk about this with you!" Morrigan exclaimed aloud.

"Excuse me miss, are you alright?" A flight attendant asked.

Morrigan smiled and nodded, nodded for the woman to move along. You just crossed a line, boy. She thought to him, her southern accent creeping into her voice.

Forgive me. He amended, Morrigan?

Yes?

Show me something interesting. It gets rather boring on this end of the line. He asked politely.

Like what?

Maybe a memory. Artemis suggested. Something before you fall asleep.

Why don't I just fall asleep and you an look in on my dream. If I have one. And as creepy as that may be. Morrigan said. She was feeling pretty sleepy, and it still freaked her out that he could sense things like that.

Thank you, Morri.

But if it starts getting weird you better tune out immediately. Morrigan ordered him sternly. I don't want you seeing some 5 eyed platypus that spouts the future or my past boyfriends or...

Yes, yes Morri. You can trust me. I did save your life before. Artemis assured her.

You did? When?

Another story for another time. Go to sleep. Artemis said.

So Morri turned in her chair, reclined and covered herself with the complimentary blanket embroidered with "Dublin Airlines".

"Goodnight Arty." Morrigan said.

Good night Morri. Artemis replied, even though he was about to correct her that it wasn't night yet.

Further down the aisle the flight attendants were watching. "Keep an eye on her. That girl is...special." She told her colleague, who nodded and separated ways.