A/N:

Shelma: Hallo, everyone! I'm still alive.

Holly: That's not for long.

Shelma: Thanks everyone who reviewed. I really appreciate it. I still don't own Artemis Fowl. Holly still insists she doesn't like Artemis Fowl. Not that anyone believes her though... Ouch! Holly, let me continue my work!

Holly (sarcastically): You call that 'work'?

Shelma: You hurt me.

Holly: Oh, believe me, you don't know what 'hurt' is. Yet.

Shelma (upset): Life is cruel. Why does Holly hate me so much?

Artemis (dully): Join the club.

Holly: Like you both care what I really feel!

Shelma (bitterly): This is hopeless!

Artemis (dully): Exactly.

Both sigh despairingly.

Chapter 2.

Captain Holly Short was having a bad day.

First her coffee maker broke down, then she got stuck in a huge traffic jam getting late for work, which, of course, didn't make Root very happy.

After being told off, Holly bumped into Chix, who grabbed the opportunity and asked her out. She wouldn't even listen. That sprite thought he was irresistible. So annoying!

Then Trouble approached her and began asking if she felt all right and how long has she been having nightmares. That made Holly extremely mad and she shouted at his face:

--You may go straight to hell! My dreams are none of your d'arviting business! And Foaly is so dead!

--I was just trying to help, -- muttered bewildered Trouble but Holly was already on her way to the Operations Booth.

She rushed inside slamming the door and started yelling:

--What the $&#?!

--Good morning to you too, Holly, dear, -- smirked Foaly.

--So, are you going to tell everyone whenever something is wrong with me?!

--So, Holly, are you going to activate alarm every time you have a bad dream asking me to sing you a lullaby? By the way, I'm also a great singer. Just listen...

--You're jerk!

Listening to the following howling was definitely too much and Holly stormed out of the Booth bumping into Chix again, who was unlucky enough to pass by at that very moment. Holly cursed, pushed the sprite hard and disappeared around the corner.

Holly now was wandering through the Police Plaza trying to calm down. That was definitely not her lucky day.

But the worst thing was the d'arviting dream that she couldn't stop thinking about. 'Nightmares', she thought, 'I wish!' She remembered it so vividly, every single moment. And that was driving her mad more than anything else, because no matter how hard Holly tried, she couldn't find any sane reason for having such a dream.

Artemis Fowl The Second was sitting in front of computer the whole day just like many other days before. Ignoring the tray with long-ago-cooled-off dinner, his tired red eyes and need for sleep. He would search through internet and his diaries trying to find something that would help him to remember what he had lost. He would read and analyze his diaries, which seemed quite normal, and he could remember everything written there but... Something still felt wrong. He knew something wasn't right with his diaries, something wasn't right with his memory. Something was missing.

And the dream, which continued to haunt him, he also couldn't interpret. The dream about a beautiful girl with auburn hair and hazel eyes. Sometimes she would shake her head, sometimes smile bitterly, but never say a word to him. He tried to remember her name, it was out there in his mind, but just kept sleeping away.

Whoever put those lenses in his and Butler siblings' eyes, they also took away something from him. Something precious. Or someone..? That girl... If only he could remember...

No matter how hard it would be, no matter how much time it takes, he would find out what happened. And then he'll return everything that belongs to him. And he'll make them pay whoever they might be.

'Cause nobody messes with Artemis Fowl!

A/N:

Holly: That was absolutely gross! You have a sick imagination! It has nothing to do with real me!

Artemis (smirking): Real you? I am sorry to disappoint you, Holly, but there is no such thing. Actually in real life you don't even exist.

Holly (choking): I don't exist??!! I DON'T EXIST??!! I'll show you how I don't exist you arrogant self-centered bastard!

Grabs a frying pan and chases Artemis who's running for his life.

Shelma: Artemis, dear, sure you're a genius and all, but that was really stupid of you. Of course, you both do exist otherwise it'd mean I'm having hallucinations.

I don't suffer from hallucinations!

Mad Sam: Thanks a lot for the review (you're the first reviewer!) and for the constructive criticism. Hope this time it wasn't confusing. As for Foaly, he was too worried to be sarcastic at the moment. You know, with his paranoia and all.

And I love my muses too!

Cocoaducks: Thank you. I love your fics!

Sasaha caveateo: Thanks. I like apples. And you know how a furious Holly acts – just grabs whatever is near. Arty is lucky that I prefer apples to watermelons.

Sorceress Sakura: I never could resist puppy dog eyes.  Glad you liked it.