Family Tree

Chapter seven, The big day.

Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.
Two Months later, Holly and Trouble's apartment, Haven City

Holly woke up feeling exhausted; she squinted at her clock, barely able to make out the time. No wonder she was tired, the sun had only just risen on the surface. She had total jet lag. Then she remembered; it was her wedding day. The reason she was tired was that she was having a surface wedding, on a remote island (with shuttle port access!), in daylight. She felt considerably lucky, even the morning sickness had held off. She got out of bed and looked at her reflection in the bedroom mirror. She was really huge now. It looked as if she was having triplets, not just one baby. She shuddered. She thought she had better get ready, then she remembered that Lili Frond was coming round in about an hour, to help her do just that.

By the time Lili arrived, Holly had worked herself up into a right old state. She had only just managed to have a shower and scramble into her dressing gown.

"Oh Holly!" sighed Lili in frustration. "You're supposed to be ready. Now where's you dress?" Lili scanned the room, hoping to see some clue to what Holly was wearing. All she saw was the unmade bed, the usual bedroom furniture and an assortment of recon uniforms and black out suits strewn over the floor.

Holly groaned, she was regretting letting Lili have anything to do with her wedding, she always wanted to be in control.

"You know I hate dresses, so I'm not wearing one." Holly knew Lili would be against this idea, so before she could say anything Holly took what she proposed to wear from her wardrobe, where it had been hanging.

Lili's eyes clouded over, the minute she saw it. "Oh Holly, it's beautiful. Trust you!" Lili reached out a hand and stroked the material.

Holly's outfit consisted of pale green linen trousers and a long sleeved silk jacket in the same green. It had a silver badge embroidered on the breast pocket. One word had been sewn on the badge, 'Reconnaissance'! Her shoes were silver boots, an exact replica of her recon ones, but silver instead of scuffed black.

Holly grinned at Lili. "I took my uniform to the tailors and had them make a copy but in a more subtle shade!"

Lili raised her eyebrows, and then noticed the clock.

"Well come on, hurry up. You'll be late for your own wedding."

Remote Island, location of wedding ceremony

Holly stepped out of the shuttle and blinked at the brightness of it all. She hadn't been above ground in daylight for ages. The sand was white, and dotted with exotic shells. Palm trees grew here and there, and the sun glared down upon this perfect scene. The sky was blue and you could almost taste the sea in the air. Holly sniffed. She smelt sun cream. A lot of sun cream. She wrinkled her nose. No one used that much, surely? No one except, Mulch Diggums. The dwarf was waiting for Holly at the exit of the shuttle port, along with a LEP officer, corporal Newt. Just in case Mulch tried to make a run for it.

"Hey Captain Short. Congratulations!" he shook her hand and Holly had to fight to resist the temptation to hold her nose.

Mulch raised his voice, "Hey you lot, don't start without me. Or the good Captain here. They'll be a pregnant pause before she arrives." Everyone groaned. Typical Mulch.

Lili led her out on to the beach where the ceremony was to be held. A cluster of palms blocked Holly's view. Foaly trotted up to her.

"Holly I'm ever so sorry, but I can't give you away..." He apologized.

Holly fumed; trust something to go wrong on her big day. She was about to shout at Foaly, when he took her arm and led her around the palm trees, Lili followed.

Foaly indicated the shore, "Because someone much more suited to the job is going to do it."

Holly scanned the crowd. Three familiar figures stood not too far away, one seven foot tall, with a shaven head and wearing a suit. One with long hair tied in a plait and wearing a pale green bridesmaids dress. And finally a boy with raven hair and cold blue eyes. Holly beamed at Foaly.

"Did you set this up?" she asked,

"I helped, although it was Julius and Trouble's idea!" Foaly replied.

Holly grinned over in the direction of fiancé and superior officer.

Butler took his seat in the front row in between Lili Frond and Grub Kelp. Artemis and Juliet walked towards her.

"Congratulations Holly, on both accounts." said Artemis giving a rare smile.

Juliet just grinned and handed a bouquet of pale cream roses. Holly thanked them both. Artemis and Juliet linked her arms and they walked across the sand to a waiting Trouble Kelp.

The ceremony had just ended and everyone was congratulating the bride and groom. Artemis proposed a toast,

"Here's to the bride and groom, Holly and Trouble, the perfect couple!"

Everyone clinked glasses, "The perfect couple!"

Foaly began pestering for a speech eventually Trouble gave in. People clapped as he stood up,

"OK, OK. This time two years ago I'd never have imagined that some time in the not too distant future, I'd be a married dad. I've got Holly to blame for that!" Trouble put his arm around his wife. He felt Holly tense.

"Are you OK?" he asked, concerned.

Holly caught her breath. "Yeah, I'm fine. Well as fine as being practically nine months pregnant lets you be!"

Trouble grinned. "Well, if you're sure. We've got a honeymoon to go on."

"Cominetto Isle (the location of the spa in the seventh dwarf), here we come!" Holly returned the smile.

They thanked everyone for coming and for their wedding presents. Holly added a special thanks to Commander Root for her surprise. He went a shade redder than usual.

Holly hugged Juliet and shook hands with Butler and Artemis.

"Thank you for coming!" she said, "It was the biggest surprise ever!"

Artemis nodded, "I hope you enjoy your honeymoon and good luck with the birth."

Holly thanked them again and then her and Trouble were escorted to the boat that was taking them to Cominetto.
A/N: OK, There is only one chapter left unless I write an epilogue. Please tell me what you think in your reviews. I may write a sequel / prequel, but I'm not sure yet.