It looked as though they had really managed it. For the first time, someone
had escaped the time-stop. Foaly couldn't believe it. Root was apoplectic
with rage. Holly, though, was secretly glad. Butler and Juliet were
innocent. There was no doubt in anyone else's mind that Fowl deserved
whatever he had coming to him, but Holly felt different. Yes, Fowl had
kidnapped her. He had threatened her people with exposure and thus
eradication. And for what? Gold. His sinful greed had motivated every
single one of his heinous crimes. Under there somewhere, though, there was
a little boy who wanted nothing more than his mother and father to come
back from dementia and death, respectively. Beneath the snide remarks and
disdainful sneers and cold indifference, he was truly a good person.
Probably this was Holly's maternal instinct in action. Probably she should squelch it before Commander Root discovered this new reason for persecution of the only female LEPrecon agent.
Well. The Artemis Fowl affair was now over. The Council had been forced to part with a hefty chunk of ransom fund. She wondered if the humans involved would have to have their minds wiped. There was little question that the twelve-year-old mastermind posed the biggest threat to Lower Elements security since modern terraforming equipment. But he'd won. So he and the Butler siblings would retain their memories of the fairies.
Truth to tell, Holly really didn't want them to have their minds wiped. How could she stand it, waking up in the morning, knowing that someone who had once felt something toward her had no recollection of her at all?
Speaking of which, what exactly was that 'something'? She hadn't had a chance to talk to Butler at all since the kiss that changed everything. Maybe she was making a mountain out of a molehill. Maybe a mind-wipe was the only way to preserve her dignity. Nothing could ever come of a human/fairy romance. Every magical being learned about their disastrous effects on history at an early age.
(Whoa, sorry to interrupt, but, um, quick author's note: this is a really bad time to start a fresh fic for me, I know, because I'm already trying to work on two at once and it's not working out very smoothly. But wouldn't it be nifty if the witches and wizards in Harry Potter were the result of human/fairy interbreeding thousands of years ago, and then, you know, maybe Muggles discovered the secret wizarding world and the secret fairy world, and lots of terrorism in all three, via maybe fundamentalists and Voldemort&co. and goblins rebelling? It would be like a big magical World War III snafu! Dude! *sigh* I know, I know. Finish the other two first. I'm working on it. Really, I am.)
Just have to let it go, thought Holly. Closure. Don't act like some lovesick girly-girl; you're the LEPrecon test case. Tough as nails. Just let it go. You're never going to see him again.
At approximately the same time, but hundreds of miles away, Butler was having very similar thoughts.
Probably this was Holly's maternal instinct in action. Probably she should squelch it before Commander Root discovered this new reason for persecution of the only female LEPrecon agent.
Well. The Artemis Fowl affair was now over. The Council had been forced to part with a hefty chunk of ransom fund. She wondered if the humans involved would have to have their minds wiped. There was little question that the twelve-year-old mastermind posed the biggest threat to Lower Elements security since modern terraforming equipment. But he'd won. So he and the Butler siblings would retain their memories of the fairies.
Truth to tell, Holly really didn't want them to have their minds wiped. How could she stand it, waking up in the morning, knowing that someone who had once felt something toward her had no recollection of her at all?
Speaking of which, what exactly was that 'something'? She hadn't had a chance to talk to Butler at all since the kiss that changed everything. Maybe she was making a mountain out of a molehill. Maybe a mind-wipe was the only way to preserve her dignity. Nothing could ever come of a human/fairy romance. Every magical being learned about their disastrous effects on history at an early age.
(Whoa, sorry to interrupt, but, um, quick author's note: this is a really bad time to start a fresh fic for me, I know, because I'm already trying to work on two at once and it's not working out very smoothly. But wouldn't it be nifty if the witches and wizards in Harry Potter were the result of human/fairy interbreeding thousands of years ago, and then, you know, maybe Muggles discovered the secret wizarding world and the secret fairy world, and lots of terrorism in all three, via maybe fundamentalists and Voldemort&co. and goblins rebelling? It would be like a big magical World War III snafu! Dude! *sigh* I know, I know. Finish the other two first. I'm working on it. Really, I am.)
Just have to let it go, thought Holly. Closure. Don't act like some lovesick girly-girl; you're the LEPrecon test case. Tough as nails. Just let it go. You're never going to see him again.
At approximately the same time, but hundreds of miles away, Butler was having very similar thoughts.
