Laura tapped her fingers on the arm of the seat. She hated flying commercial airlines, it was always so, weird. She had to dress in casual cloths! As in, jeans, a t-shirt, and these shoes called converse! Laura shook her head; at least Artemis has to do the same thing. Laura snickered, despite herself. The boy looked very upset about his outfit, although, Laura felt the same way. The cloths were just hideous! Laura pulled one of the magazines from the pouch in front of her seat and flipped through it.
"Laura," a voice said from next to her.
"Hm?" Laura responded looking over at Artemis.
"About that wonderful memory of yours…" Artemis trailed off.
"Yes, Artemis, what about it?" Laura asked.
"Well, I am going to need you to remember something for me," He stated simply. Laura sighed.
"What is it I need to remember, Artemis?" She questioned.
"Some, numbers, very specifically, a phone number," Artemis raised an eyebrow, then leaned over and whispered in her ear. Laura's eyes grew wide, she knew the number already.
"But that's-
"Yes, I know whose it is," Artemis hissed, his voice low. Laura bit her lip.
"Artemis, I don't want to go around messing with them…"
"It's going to be fine, we just need them for something, then we'll be fine, we'll be able to get the business partner," Artemis said quietly.
"I don't know, Artemis," Laura tapped her finger on the chair arm again. "I guess, as long as I no one gets hurt." But the thing was; Laura knew someone was bound to get hurt, she just didn't know who, that was the problem. The LEP had warned her about Artemis, but she didn't listen.
"Listen, I don't need them for what you think," Artemis tried explaining. "I see how it could be potentially dangerous for both sides, but it should be fine. I've calculated the plan very well,"
"I really hope you have, Artemis," Laura shook her head.
"The plane will be landing shortly, please stow all electronics and make sure your tray-tables are in the full, up-right, locked position. We would like to be the first to welcome you to Paris!" One of the flight attendants exclaimed over the intercom. Laura slid the panel up so that she could see through the window.
"It is very pretty," Artemis stated leaning over to see also. Laura swallowed hard.
"Yes it is," Laura agreed. She could feel his breath tickling her neck, and it sent shivers down her spine. No boy has ever been this close to me, it almost feels…nice.
"Are you alright, Laura?" Artemis asked, breathing down Laura's neck.
"Never better," She laughed nervously.
Artemis pointed out a couple of buildings and named off some random facts, some Laura didn't even know, and then leaned back when they were about to land. Laura drummed her fingers on the chair's arm again. She couldn't wait to get out of this dreaded outfit, and fumble over what just happened.
Once Laura was back in her normal formal cloths, she sat down at the hotel room's desk and thought over what happened on the plane. "The number," Laura whispered to herself, taking out a note-pad and pen. She wrote it down, 104-3667. Why them… why, why did he need the LEPrecon?
I don't own Artemis Fowl (I failed to mention that last time), sadly T-T. Anyways, sorry it's so short, it was more of a filler for what happens next, that and i'm also slightly lazy, and i would usually get more done at night when i can collect my thoughts. Don't forget to leave a review and tell me what you think!