Author's Note: 149 reviews! Wow, people! You rock! Especially glitterstar! I fixed everything. Thank you. I think its right, so it's safe to read. Apparently when I rewrote the chapters I messed up uploading them, so everything was all screwed up. Lol.

Thanks to glitterstar, who helped me lots, and was the only person to tell me how horribly I reposted after I rewrote. Also to ROcK 4ng3l, Zarroc, hogwartscharmed1, PrincessBob, Umi, Agivega-yeah, I loved that part too, and Queen Dragon.

Recap

Balthasar looked at Holly once more, seeing that if this was Juliet she had shrunken two feet, changed skin color, cut her hair, and wore a dress that was very inappropriate. Never in his life had he seen so much skin below the torso! There was only one option: he had to warn the villagers. He looked around the room, saw the two chairs, saw a cord of rope in the box and a knife in Romeo's hand. He grabbed Juliet, tied her hands together, and tied her to the chair. Taking the knife, he cut the rope there, and tied Artemis to the chair as well. Then, he took the knife with him as he ran out the door, all the while screaming "Witch! Witch!" into the night.

End of recap :-D

After Balthasar left screaming, Artemis was nervous, the most nervous he had been in his life. If it hadn't been for his vast amount of knowledge, particularly in math, science, and history, he wouldn't have been so nervous. But he did know that in most cases, particularly in England and the North American continent(there was no United States, people, that would be for another, uh, three hundred and seventy nine years :P), the fate of the people accused as witches or the accomplices of the witches named, were burnt at the stake. One incident, the Salem Witch Trials of 1693, came to mind. He hoped his fate wouldn't be that way, and though the chances were slim that they both could get out of this situation, Holly's chances-and in that case his- were slim.

"Artemis?" Holly asked. "Don't you have any of those ideas of yours that always save everyone?"

Artemis thought. But he couldn't get the idea of being burnt alive out of his head. "No, sorry Holly. My fate is looming. It's too big of a fate to forget."

"What fate?" Holly was perplexed. Never had she been in a situation like this before.

"What happens after this accusation, per say."

"You mean that bastard calling me a witch?"

"Obviously you find it insulting."

"Well if he's going to call me something that Mud Men think don't exist, it should be a fairy."

"Well, they think witches do exist."

"And not wizards?" She pouted. How unfair!

"Men are considered witches too."

"Haha." Holly laughed. "Hey, what happened to your whole little, 'I'm a Mud Teenager pervert who just hit puberty' act?"

"The thought of being burned alive suppresses it."

"We're gonna be burnt alive?" Holly shrieked, trying unsuccessfully to stand up. "We have to get out of here!"

"That's my point, Holly. But why didn't you mesmer him?"

"I didn't get good enough eye contact. And honestly, I didn't think of it at the time."

"But you're supposed to be the quick thinking, best captain of the LEP Holly Short!"

"And you're supposed to be the great thinking Artemis Fowl the Second!" she retorted. "I'm the best captain?" She said after a pause. "Thanks. But think of a plan, dammit!"

"The only thing I can think of right now is that we hop as far as we can away from here. Wait." A strange expression went across Artemis's face. "What are ropes typically made of?"

"Depends. Normally nylon, but they probably haven't developed that yet- or have they?"

"Not until 1939." (A/N: Yes, I did look that up. I 3 google.)

"Smart ass."

"Am not!"

"Then where the hell do you get all these facts?"

"Is this really relevant? I have an idea."

"Go on…"

"Well, if these ropes are made of plant fiber, couldn't we at least hop out to the horse and let her chew it off? I mean, they aren't that thick yet."

"It depends on what they are made of."

"Either cotton or some other plant fiber, but lets try, shall we? It's not like we have that many alternatives."

"I'll go first," declared Holly. "I have more to lose."

"Fine," he sighed. He watched as Holly comically dragged her chair against the dirt floor and shoved it open as she hopped. Soon there was the sound of neighing, and Artemis could only hope.

Holly was annoyed. It really hurt to jump while tied to a heavy wooden chair that was probably one quarter of her weight at least and do it quickly. Luckily she had adrenaline running through her veins. She somehow opened the heavy door and made it out to the other side of the cottage where Holly the horse was. She didn't want to talk to the horse, her tone would be too annoyed, and besides, if the Mud Man came back she would seem like even more of a witch if she was caught neighing to a horse. She put her chair back to the horse, who neighed. Holly translated it as "Hello. What am I supposed to do?" She tried to turn around, pointed to rope, and pretended to bite.

Obviously the horse understood, because after Holly turned around, there was a loud chomping sound. She pulled at her arms, tugging at the ropes, and heard a ripping sound. Running towards the house, she said thank you, and saw Artemis, who looked extremely happy, at the least. He actually had a smile on his face! A smile of relief, but a smile at that.

"You did it!" he said as she undid the knot.

"Yeah. Now let's go."

Artemis gave her a quick but tight hug, slightly picking her up, and ran out the door, Holly running behind him.

Artemis boosted Holly up on the horse, right as he heard yelling and saw light in the distance. Holly held out her coffee colored hand and yanked him up, right as a leader of a mob rushed towards them. He watched as Holly kicked the horse, who ran away swiftly to the west at a gallop. It was extremely bumpy for Artemis, who had only ridden a horse twice before in his life-once with Balthasar and when he was five and his mother made him ride one of those ridiculous ponies at the zoo.

"Where are we going?" he asked, holding on tightly to Holly.

"The chute, duh."

"But isn't it north?"

"We have to stay away from the roads, and so we have to head west."

"Couldn't we go east, where the beach was?"

"More likely than not, we would hit some obstacle. Doesn't Italy have cliffs?" It was getting harder for Holly to talk, she had to concentrate.

"Yes…"

"All right then, Mud Boy, shut up and let me steer!"

Artemis would have pouted, except he realized that if he were to let go of Holly, there was a chance of him getting bumped off, and an even higher chance of injury. So instead, he held on even tighter, even as the horse slowed down.

After about an hour of riding, Holly heard the sound of water and slowed the pace to a walk. When the horse stopped when the sound of water was loudest, she said, "Artemis, I'm getting off, okay?"

After five seconds of no response, she repeated, "Artemis? Hello?"

The only response was a soft snore. Holly giggled. The Mud Boy snored! He collapsed upon the horse and Holly lead the horse to the stream, where she drank heavily. It was a nice area, deserted, with no signs of civilization and the only noise being the sound of water.

Holly took one of the bags, which had been filled with a dress, and laid it across the smooth grass. She took a second dress and lumped it into a pillow. Looking at the Mud Boy, she tapped the only thing she could reach: his foot.

"Artemis, wake up, we're here…Artemis…" She continued tapping his foot but now even harder. "Artemis!...get UP! Now!"

He was still snoring, surprisingly, and Holly couldn't just let him sleep there. She pulled him down off of the horse, landing Artemis in the grass.

"Ow," he said in response, rubbing his head. "What was that for?"

"You fell asleep."

"Riding? I think not."

"Well, you did, Mud Boy, and I had to wake you up."

"So violently?"

"You wouldn't wake up otherwise."

"Really? Apparently your fairy wake up methods weren't good enough."

"It's not like I can reach that far." She pouted. Although she would never admit it to Artemis, being human had its advantages. Being able to reach things aboveground was one of them.

"What did you do?"

"Tap your foot. It was the only thing I could reach."

"Like that would work."

"It would have if you were a dwarf, Mud Boy."

"Because of their sensitive skin?"

"Who cares? I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

"Is that what you call a bed?"

"Make shift bed, but yeah."

"Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"You can sleep in the creek for all I care."

"I'm insulted, Holly, I thought you would be nice enough to at least share."

"I don't share with Mud Men." Holly almost wished it was light out, so she could see the look on the Mud Boy's face. It must be shocked. It was pretty amusing.

"So where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Well, you can't mess up any more of my dresses, so I guess the grass."

"But I'll get dirty!" he protested.

"Wow, Artemis Fowl the Second getting dirty? What happened to your whole maturing deal? I was hoping to see some manliness coming from you."

"What kind of manliness, Holly?" he teased.

"Not that kind of manliness, you disgusting Mud Boy, like maturity."

"Some mature people don't like getting dirty."

"Deal with it. It's not like you're not going to take a long shower and go to a spa after we get back."

"If we get back."

"Stop being such a pessimist, Artemis, and go to bed."

"Again, where?"

Holly was getting aggravated by his constant complaints. If he were to sleep in the grass, he would probably complain the next day, and she probably wouldn't be able to tolerate it all. However, if she were to allow Artemis to share a blanket with her, it would show she could stand him. If they heard about this back home… But they weren't back home yet, and if they didn't hear about it, they would never know. What Foaly and Root didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right? "All right, Mud Boy. One night, and not a word to anyone. Don't hog the blankets."

Artemis sighed with relief. He was almost convinced that he would have had to sleep in the grass. Who knew Holly would give in? "Thanks, Holly. I'll try not to snore, too."

"Shut up, Mud Boy, before I'll change my mind. And I get the pillow." She turned her head towards the creek, wrapping herself in the blankets.

"Sleeping on a hard surface is good for me anyway." He also tugged at the blankets so he had an equal share. "Night, Holly."

"Night." Holly pulled back on the blankets. Once again, it was going to be a long, long night.

Artemis stared at the sky, the total view slightly obstructed by tree leaves, but still showing some stars. Even though it limited his stargazing, he was glad for the cover, which would prevent some of the cold air from hitting him hard. Glancing at the night's peach tinted moon, he noticed the rays from it fell on Holly's face, creating a soft glow. He turned back towards the sky, looking at all the constellations and the patterns they made, and smiled. After a while he heard Holly's quiet but even breathing, and turned on his side facing the path they had traveled. He was warm, he was content, but most of all he was with Holly.

Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait for the chapter, but I was really hoping for 150 reviews before posting. I also had lots of homework this weekend, not to mention things to do with my friends. I hoped you liked it, I put a lot of thought into the wording, particularly into the last little bit, which hinted at something. Lol. Please review, I want 160 reviews before I'm posting again. At least. Lol.

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