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Artemis walked to the back of the Capulet estate, where the living areas would be, pondering the night's events which were not over. How could Holly, one of the smartest women he had ever met, not know the play after she knew the role she had been placed in? And why was her reaction to the kiss so basic? She just teased him, as if barely anything had happened? Maybe she was in shock? Artemis hadn't wanted to, of course, after all, she was lil Holly Short, the officer from the LEP who loved to punch and tease him. And she hadn't the fondest feelings for him, after all, who would after holding someone hostage after kidnapping someone who wasn't supposed to exist? But she had healed all the people Artemis loved dearly. So that had to count for something. She was his friend, but he would never kiss her willingly. He would only kiss a person who he knew for a fact loved him. And Holly couldn't love him, the smart aleck, the prick, the unemotional prat, the teaser, the know it all, the athletically challenged Artemis when she was so honest, open about her feelings, athletic, quick thinking, smart but with so much self doubt, agile, so beautiful.

Wait? Artemis thought. Where the hell did that come from? Sure, she's black widow pretty, her hair would be hot if it was longer… Whoa, hold on. What the heck am I saying? This is Holly I'm thinking about, Holly who is a fairy, not a human, a fairy. What was I thinking? How could I even think about Holly in that way when I didn't even want to kiss her? Voices interrupted Artemis's train of thought before he could continue, and Artemis struggled to climb over the wall.

"Romeo! Romeo!" a voice Artemis recognized as Benvolio said.

"He probably went home," another voice, Mercutio's, replied.

"He ran over here, and climbed over the wall. Yell for him, Mercutio."

"If you so insist. Romeo! Romeo! You crazy man! Answer me!"

"You'll make him mad by calling him a crazy man."

"This wouldn't make him mad, cuz he is crazy, crazy in love."

"Lets look some more, he's probably behind those trees. The darkness just makes it hard to find him."

"Romeo, good night, for we cannot find you, so off I go."

"Let's go."

At that point, the voices stopped and Artemis started looking for a balcony so he could talk to Holly. After rounding corners, he spotted one that was next to a large tree and covered with vines. It was a very romantic environment, if there was anyone to have romance with. Clambering up the stony wall, he saw Holly staring at him. She walked over, and helped him up onto the actual balcony instead of him having him hanging off the walls. Funny, Artemis thought as she pulled him up, a person would have thought she would rather see me just hang there with my weak arms than help me.

"You know this is only part of the play, right?" Artemis inquired, whispering so only Holly could hear in case there were any nosy people in the room.

"Thanks for telling me," Holly replied, also whispering.

"Right now Romeo serenades Juliet with a sonnet about her beauty, but I really don't want to right now because it's- -"

"Cuz it's me?" Holly replied, slightly perturbed.

"No, because it's really long. In the book it's about two pages long, and I'm sure you would rather help me try and figure out how we get out of here than listen to me on how much Romeo loves Juliet."

"No, Artemis, I would much rather you talk to me about how beautiful I am, cuz we all know I need a confidence boost, unlike some people," Holly smirking as she stated this in a sarcastic tone.

"Anyway, later in the play we have to get married, and…"

"What? I have to marry you? Oh, Frond, kill me now."

"Thanks, Holly, I feel so much better now. Back to the plan."

"When did you make this plan of yours?"

"Walking here to see you."

"But I thought you came here because you had a plan."

"No, because of what we're supposed to do, known as the balcony scene."

"Tell me the D'Arviting plan!"

"After we get married, you get engaged to Paris, and you go to a man named Friar Lawrence and take this poison that puts you in a really deep sleep, making you appear dead. I, however, got banished and do not know about this and come back to se you dead and kill myself. You wake up and kill yourself."

"That's your plan? How nice and cheerful it is, too."

"No, that's what happens in the play. I was thinking that when you take the potion, I would come back and then make a small wound and take the same poison. I would fall so your hand heals my wound and then when everyone sees us, we appear dead. Later, we leave to go somewhere and try to find a fairy chute. Is Foaly alive?"

"How would we get to a fairy chute when we, as humans, aren't supposed to even know about the fairies? And how did you know I had my magic?"

"I had a cut on my hand from climbing the wall. A small cut, but when you pulled me up you healed it."

"How would a human get to a fairy chute?"

"I was thinking…"

Holly gasped, "That's amazing! Maybe I'll actually use sarcasm, too!"

"Holly, when you took your pill, did you notice anything unusual about it? Were there any markings on it?"

"Explain your theory first."

"Well, all medicine eventually wears off after it travels through the bloodstream for a while and such. Your pill has to wear off too, because even Foaly can't make something like that last forever from a pill. Can you remember anything about it?"

Holly paused, reminiscing on what had occurred mere hours ago but had seemed so long ago. Let's see, um, Foaly had taken me into the back room and given me a pill. Well, duh, Artemis knows that, but what did the pill look like? Oh, Frond, I wish I had a photographic memory! I think it was blue or purple. But that's not what counts…or is it? He's not really clear about what he wants.

"It was either blue or purple."

"Ok, but was there anything on the pill? Like any engravings?"

Holly went back to straining her memory. Um, when I swallowed it, it wasn't smooth, so there had to be something on it. Well, that's helpful. What was the engraving though? I know I stared at that pill for maybe thirty seconds trying to weigh the possibility that Foaly, who was my friend, was doing something almost evil, or would this actually be useful? And it was useful, but I'm still gonna kill him when I get back. If I get back. How will we get back? The bloody machine isn't here, so how could Foaly bring us back?

Operations Booth, one day after the switch

Foaly, who currently was lazily watching things from the security cameras all over the LEP Headquarters and the outer perimeter, pondered the success of his machine. He couldn't receive footage, neither audio nor visual, from where they were in Verona, Italy and so he was kind of worried. Holly had feelings for this Mud Boy, friendship and maybe beyond, and her Stockholm syndrome after he released her was slightly unnerving. She hadn't wanted him mind wiped, he knew that, but why? He wasn't mind wiped, and now they were lost in time together.

"Foaly!" Root roared from somewhere near the booth.

"Yes, Julius?"

"My cigar dispenser is broken again! And so is my computer!"

Foaly sighed. Some things would stay the same even after hundreds of years, yet some things changed in seconds. He trotted up to Root's office, seeing the elf angrily tap his fingers impatiently.

"Ok, Julius, what did you do now?"

"Don't call me Julius!"

"Okay, what happened?"

"It's jammed again and my computer won't let me go to the 'pop virtual bubble wrap' site. This memo comes up." Root gestured to a sign on the computer that stated in big bold green letters, "Does this have to do with the LEP? I suggest that you, sir, go back to work." Foaly had installed the virus himself, for the sole pleasure of annoying Root. He had to have some fun at work. He had also made it irreversible, so he couldn't go back on his decision. And so far, it was worthwhile.

"You need to leave, I need concentration when I'm working," the centaur said.

"Fine," he grumbled.

Foaly took about ten minutes to 'fix' Root's computer. Actually, he sat there and fixed the dispenser. He had set the dispenser so only a certain amount could be dispensed each hour, only five. After he 'fixed' it, a.k.a. waited for the hour to finish up, he walked out.

"Well?" Root asked.

"Fixed the dispenser…not the computer. Sorry."

"What! I need the pop the virtual bubble wrap site! I don't yell as much after I use it!"

This had it's benefits, Foaly thought, but it's funnier to see him like this and him not being able to do anything about it. Poor Root…wait, did I just say poor? I need to make him madder.

"Sorry, it seems to be something permanent. I know I didn't install it, maybe Koboi did back when she had the monopoly of LEP technology."

"You're supposed to be the best computer geek on the planet! Cant you fix one D'Arviting problem?"

"I prefer the term computer technician, Julius," the centaur sighed.

"I'll call you whatever the hell I want to call you! Don't call me Julius, dammit!" His face was red, too red, Foaly realized. Maybe now he would explode?

"Ok, whatever. I'm gonna go try to fix the reception from Holly's iris cam."

"I thought you weren't getting any reception in the first place."

"Exactly."

"Go, then. No, wait." Root looked lost in thought, a rare thing for the commander who let others think for him.

"What?"

"Do you think Holly's okay?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Its just she's alone, as a human, and stuck with her least favorite Mud Boy."

"I don't even know if they're in the same time period. I just know they're in the same place. That's why I could use the visuals from the iris cam. Maybe I should have given her a mike, too."

"Wait! You didn't give her a mike?"

"No."

"You dumb ass centaur!"

"Whatever. The real question is, are you worried about Holly?"

"A little," Root admitted. "Its just there's no way back until you figure out something. And from what you said, she's human now, and she does not gonna like that."

"She did fine at her initiation, and during the Fowl siege and everything."

"I know. See ya, Foaly."

"Ok, then. Bye…Julius."

Foaly managed to get himself safely into the booth before Root could shout back at him. He tried to upgrade his receptors so they could receive things from all time periods, but he realized it was impossible, especially if they were in a time where there was no technology. The only way the centaur could get in touch with them would be to go back himself. But if the machine stayed in the same place, then there was no way he could come back. But that machine had been there for hundreds of years. Maybe where they were they could somehow get back here and convince the Foaly then to let them use it? It just depended where they were, cuz Holly's pill to make her human would wear off…

Back to Verona, Italy

Holly had been thinking for about a minute when something came to her. She recalled staring at the pill, the dark color letting a white marking stand out. It was an English number, she realized.

"There was a white "two" on it," she recalled.

"What could that two mean?" Artemis pondered.

"Maybe," Holly thought, "How long it would last?"

"But how long? It's obviously not 2 hours; you would be a fairy once again by now."

"Two days? Two weeks? Two months? Two years? Two decades? Two…"

"If you swallowed it, the most it could last would be a couple days, and since it said 2, then you have two days. Unless…"

"Unless, what? Wait, maybe we'll both go back after the pill wears off."

"I don't know. But unless Foaly somehow slowed the time it would take for the pill to dissolve, the most we have is two days to get away from here, somewhere where people can't see you as a fairy."

"I could pose as a child."

"Not with your ears, among other things. If Foaly managed to slow down the dissolving process, we have two weeks, maximum."

"Well, we'll see tomorrow, wont we?"

"I suppose. We both better be somewhere isolated so no human can see you in your, ah, normal state."

"Where are we supposed to meet?"

"Well, um, why don't I come and take you somewhere?"

"Like a date?"

"Why would you think I would ask you, of all people, on a date?"

"Cuz you kissed me?"

"Because its part of the play, Holly," Artemis replied exasperatedly.

"Well, we could've skipped that part."

"No, we couldn't have."

"Of course we could. People cut things out of stories and movies all the time."

"Anyway, I'll meet you here later. I know where we can go."

"What happens between now and when we 'kill' ourselves?"

"I get into a couple fights and kill two people."

"You? Fighting?" Holly snorted. "That'll be the day. Hopefully the people you kill are easy to beat. Who are you killing anyway?"

"A guy named Mercutio and your fiancé, Paris."

"You never said I got engaged."

"Well, you do. Now you know."

I have to be engaged? Holly thought. Oh, Frond, just kill me now. I wonder if his plan'll work. All the others did, but it's different here. He's acting different, and there's no Foaly, no weapons, and no definite way to get back. And what'll happen if we never get back? Are we destined to stay here, in the year 1397 as Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet? Destined to die here, in Verona?

Artemis shook her out of her thoughts. "Holly, are you okay?" he asked.

"Fine," she lied. "Just thinking."

"Listen, I have to go. I have to go and talk to this monk."

"A monk? Isn't that one of those guys who copy passages from the Bible and pray all day? And about what?"

"About us."

"Like Holly and Artemis us? Or Romeo and Juliet us?"

"The latter."

"Juliet," someone called from within the house.

"Who's that?" Artemis whispered.

"Probably the nurse," Holly replied, "She's been following me around everywhere."

"Bye then."

"See ya later."

Holly took a last glance at Artemis as she went inside. He was slowly climbing down the wall, fear stricken. She allowed a small smile as Artemis left, and she walked into her room. The nurse poked her head in and said, "Go to sleep," and Holly, more than tired, collapsed on the bed. She didn't care that her dress must have weighed thirty pounds; all she wanted to do was sleep.

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