A/N: Hi! Sorry it took so long. I would have updated sooner, but long story short; I've been really busy since school started. I hope you enjoy this chappie. I'm trying to update weekly, but its gonna be hard. And now to the fic. Enjoy!

Unknown Location, Sometime around 3:00pm, Same Day

"Stop poking me you bitch-OUCH!-Why did you bring that thing?"

"So you would stop swearing."

"If you don't stop I'm not leading you anywhere."

"Then we'll give you Sodium Pentothal."

"I hate you."

"Juliet! Mud elf! Shut up! I cant concentrate." Holly shouted into the back of the shuttle. They had gotten the shuttle from Trouble Kelp, who had been on above-ground duty. Just about the only bit of luck they had had so far.

Ivory's head emerged from the cockpit, an annoyed look on her face. "One; My name isn't mud elf, half-breed, or anything like that. Its Ivory. Two; Tell her to stop hitting me with that baton or else I'm not leading you anywhere. And three; you just missed the turn."

Grumbling, Holly doubled back. "You know you could be a little more helpful, seeing as how we're doing you a favor."

Ivory glared at her. "You're not doing me a damned favor. I helping you out, you ungrateful-OW!-will you cut that out?"

Butler sighed and glanced down at the hybrid's head. "Do your parents approve of you using such foul language?"

She looked up at him, smiling bitterly. "My parents have been dead for forty-four years. Thanks for the reminder." She looked around. "Stop!"

Holly slammed on the breaks, making everyone lurch forward in there seats. Ivory went flying forward and hit the windshield.

"I said stop not kill us all you bitch! Damn, this is really gonna hurt in the damned morning. Why the hell am I stuck taking care of morons?"

Holly grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up, even though she was about a foot shorter then the messanger. "Are we here or not?"

Ivory sighed. "Yeah yeah, were here. Welcome to the damned HBR. Follow me." She got free of Holly, opened the shuttle door, and ran out onto the rocky ground.

Butler, Holly, and Juliet quickly followed. They walked in silence for about five minutes, until Ivory stopped in front of a wall of rock.

"You lead us into a dead end?" Holly growled.

"No, I didn't. Now keep your damned mouth shut." Grumbling about stupid procedures, Ivory pressed her hand to the rocky surface. After a few seconds, two objects slid out of the rock. One was an eye scanner, and the other a microphone.

Ivory held her eyelid open as it scanned her iris, then she spoke into the microphone. "Ivory Powell, refugee number 1216."

"Access Granted," Replied the rock. A DNA Canon emerged from the rock and pointed itself at Holly, who was holding her baby.

"And four guests." Ivory said quickly.

The DNA Canon retreated, and the rock face opened. Ivory walked in, and was suddenly ambushed by about half a dozen blurs, who were screaming "IVY! IVY!"

The two humans and the elf walked in after her, watching as the little blurs tackled her, making it impossible to get up.

"Alright, alright. You little demons." Said a figure who had just walked over. "Let her have some room to breathe."

The little blurs quickly moved to the side, still saying "Ivy."

The figure, a girl Ivory's height and age, but with long blonde hair, pulled her onto her feet. "Hi Ives. Good to see you alive. We thought you were a goner."

Ivory looked down at the blurs, who hadnt seemed to have stopped moving. "Please tell me you didnt give them sugar, Trish!"

"Of course I didnt. All I gave them was some coffee flavored ice cream."

"Trish, you moron! That has sugar and caffeine in it!"

"Oh. Well if you stopped getting caught and executed, then maybe we wouldnt have this problem."

Ivory sighed and looked back at Butler, Holly and Juliet. "This is Trish. We live together with these little monsters. We're supposed to be raising them, but at the moment Trish here is doing a terrible frigging job."

Trish walked over to Holly and looked at the baby. "Oh, so you didnt fail, Ives. Thats pretty rare, aint it?" She looked up at Butler, and quickly retreated to Ivory's side.

Holly spoke up. "We need to speak to the leaders here."

Trish blinked and glanced at Ivory. "You mean the elders?"

Holly sighed. "Sure. Can you bring us there?"

Trish shrugged. "Yeah, why not? Demons, go to the house."

The little blurs squealed and ran off.

Ivory sighed. "Okay, follow us."

LEP Holding Cells, 3:55pm, Same Day

Artemis sat in a cell, staring up at Foaly through the bars. "I still don't understand."

Foaly glared down at him. "Well then, let me spell it out for you. You are now a criminal to the LEP and are going to be killed for your crime. And, thanks to you, Holly is going to be executed as well."

Artemis blinked. "Holly would never commit a crime punishable by death."

Foaly looked at him in surprise. "She didnt tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

Foaly sighed. "Fowl, if a human and a fairy produce a child, the child and the parents must die. It has happened many times before. This ensures that the People will remain a secret."

"And now Holly and I must pay with our lives."

"Yes."

Artemis frowned. "Where is she?"

Foaly shook his head. "We left her there. She'll come looking for you, though. She'll find a way to get to you."

Artemis thought back to the girl. She had said something about this. Had her parents been killed by the LEP too? What did she say her name was? "Tell me, Foaly." He said finally. "Has there ever been a family by the name of Powell to commit this crime?"

Foaly frowned. "Yes. About forty-nine years ago, an elf named Rose Tress had a child with a mud man named Curtis Powell. They were executed successfully five years later, but their daughter...Ivory. She's been executed unsuccessfully one hundred and eighteen times. But every time, something goes wrong. Why?"

"Oh. I just wondered. My father knew a man named Curtis Powell."

Foaly narrowed his eyes, unconvinced. He turned and walked away, shouting over his shoulder, "I know you meant well, Fowl. I'll see if I can find a way out of this for you. Not making any promises, but this is Holly we're talking about..."

Artemis nodded. He knew what would happen. No doubt this girl would lead Holly to him. But then what? He sighed and stared at the ground. He had to think of a plan. Once again.

A/N: Yeah! Sort of a bittersweet chappie. Oh well. Questions? Comments? You know, instead of just keeping your thoughts to yourself, you could press that button down there and tell me what you think. Just a little suggestion. Review! Please!