A/N: And we're back with another chapter of Arranged Love. I have an announcement to make! As of now I have an Editorial Advisor, who's name shall appear on all work put on the web by me. Her name is Toast. To find out more about Toast, please see my settings. Also, Toast had diagnosed me with what she likes to call 'WritersBlock-itis'. She says I have the worst case of it she has ever seen. Note: Toast is indeed a real person. Her real name is Miranda. She's my best friend, and she's really idiotic. Anyways, enjoy!

I Should Be Studying: Arty is seventeen. He's pretty young to be a dad, but not too young to make it physically impossible.

Disclaimer: Neither myself or my Editorial Advisor own much. We own Adriana, this darling plot, and Holly's unborn hybrid babe. Eoin Colfer owns the rest. This sucks. Oh well. Perhaps I shall learn the art of brain control. But until then, I own nada.

Holly's Apartment, 10:23pm, Next Day

Holly lay, curled on her sofa. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her lips trembled. How she missed Artemis. Her darling Artemis. She sniffled again. 'Don't.' she ordered herself. But she knew it was no good. She hadn't stopped thinking about him all week.

When she had returned from her final meeting with Artemis, she had rushed to Police Plaza to tell Foaly. At first he was disgusted that she had had an affair with Artemis Fowl…

&Flashback&

She ran up to the Operations Booth, hammering on the door. "Foaly, open up!"

After a few minutes, the door opened, and she flung herself in.

"Holly, what-"

"Foaly, I need to tell you something. This past year, I've been having an affair."

"An affair? With who? Trouble Kelp?"

"No. Not Trouble. Artemis Fowl."

"YOU WHAT!"

"Shut up!" She looked around, her eyes starting to fill with tears again.

"Why the hell are you telling me?"

"Well, see…Mr. and Mrs. Fowl decided to have him marry some rich girl from Puerto Rico."

"Good. Your too good for him anyways, Holly."

"It is not good!" She shrieked. "Foaly, I'm pregnant with his child!"

"YOU'RE WHAT!"

"SHUT UP!"

"But…but…" Foaly sputtered, making wild motions with his hands. "How did…I mean…you let him…Oh Holly, how could you?"

"Look, that's besides the point." She said, fighting back tears.

Foaly noticed. "Oh Holly, I'm sorry." He embraced her.

"I don't know what I'm going to do Foaly." She sobbed, tears streaming down her face. "I love him."

Foaly nodded. "Holly, you'll have to get rid of it. The baby."

She knew she would. But she didn't care right now. All she cared about was Artemis. "What am I going to do Foaly?"

"I don't know. You'll think of something."

&End Flashback&

Holly sighed. Her fingers strayed to her neck, stroking the locket gently. It was the only thing she had left of him. That and the baby. The rest belonged to his fiancé now. She shook her head. What was she thinking? He didn't want to marry that little bitch! She could go back to Fowl Manner.

She thought about the idea a bit more. She could go and prove to herself that he hated the girl. Then she could help him think up a plan to stop the wedding. Yes. That would be perfect! Scrambling over to her video-phone, she dialed in a number.

"Hello Foaly? I need a bit of a favor."

Fowl Manner, 11:30pm, Same Day

Artemis tip toed along the hallway, heading towards the study. He hadn't had any time to research in the last day because of his parents. So now he would have to do it in the dead of night. As he rounded the corner, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder.

He whipped around, shining his flashlight at the culprit. He let out an annoyed sigh. It was Adriana. "What are you doing here?" He grumbled.

"Walking. Of you?"

"I am going to the study. Now go back to bed." He started walking again.

Instead of listening to him, Adriana followed behind him curiously.

The walked in silence for a few minutes, then Artemis stopped and turned back to her. "Would you mind leaving me alone? I must concentrate."

She shook her head. "No. I no leave."

He frowned at her. "Just go to sleep! Do you want me to stop the wedding or not?"

"Sí."

"Then go to bed!"

She sniffed haughtily, but turned to go. Artemis glanced at her feet about to fall down the stairs.

"Look out!" He shouted. He had no idea why. He hated her! But he couldn't just let her fall down the stairs. She could get seriously hurt.

He grabbed her wrist, but it was too late. Together they went tumbling down the large oak staircase. It seemed like they would be falling forever.

When they finally stopped at the bottom, Artemis was surprised to find he didn't feel all that bad. There was a slight pain in his side, but apart from that.

He sat up, and pushed himself a few feet across the floor, to where Adriana had landed. "Are you okay?" He asked sympathetically, standing and pulling her to her feet. Her head slumped onto his chest. She was unconscious. Sighing, he made sure he had a firm grip on her, and started back up the stairs.

Outside Fowl Manner, 11:30, Same Day

Holly hovered outside a large window of Fowl Manner. She had to prove to herself he still loved her before she helped him. She just had to fly up to his room window and talk to him. She didn't want to admit it, but she missed him so much!

She smiled to herself. Once she had helped him get rid of that little mud wench, everything would be better. They would tell his parents everything. Maybe they would get married afterwards. The baby would be raised by both parents. She wouldn't break a single rule in the book. She could keep her Artemis, and her magic.

With that thought lightening her mood, Holly started to fly up to her beloved's room. But on the way there, something in one of the other windows caught her eye.

Something was moving. It was hard to make out at first. Two shapes were moving at the bottom of the staircase. She frowned. Who would be up at 11:30 at night? Mud men usually slept at night. Activating her wings, she swooped in for a better view. She froze.

Inside the window, stood Artemis. But he wasn't alone. His arms were wrapped around someone. Adriana. That wench! Her head rested on his chest.

As Holly watched, tears welling in her eyes, Artemis carried his fiancé up the stairs.

She waited until they were out of sight before flying as fast as she could, back to Tara.

A/N: This has been my longest chapter. Which is sort of scary because it isn't all that long. Please continue reading this fic. I know what it looks like, but I swear; Arty and Adriana shall NEVER fall in love. Understand? I hope so. I am officially off grounding, so I hope to have the next chappie out soon. Please review!