Embarrassing, uncomfortable, unpleasant, delicate, tense and edgy all words I can use to describe the situation but I'll just say awkward.

Chapter 3: Three's a crowd

Fowl Manor

Missy POV

Her name was Angeline, mother of three, wife of my father and she was sitting across from me with out a clue.

As soon as she'd come back Arty who had been frowning made her sit down and then asked me to explain.

I could only stare at her. What could I say? Hey I'm your husbands' bastard!

Yeah I'm sure I'd be welcomed with open arms…

And who did this guy think he was ordering me to explain!! I was a whorl of confused protoplasm at this point! Things need to be explained to me!

But then for whatever reason, maybe it was her big blue eyes again, I found my self explaining to her who I was. I told her about me, about Mam, how she was a single parent. And as I did somehow I came to terms with what I had just discovered about my parents.

She stared at me then, not completely comprehending. Then I came to the part about Mam dieing and she gasped.

"Oh you poor dear…"

'Oh you deceitful witch get out of my house!' is what she should have said because I couldn't stop what happened next.

"She left a letter explaining who my father was."

Her eyes widened in confusion as I pulled out the crumpled letter from a pocket. At that moment there was just me and her in the world.

"His name is Artemis Fowl"

Maybe I was getting some sort of revenge for all those years alone or maybe I was just cruel. As soon as the paper passed from my hand to hers it was like a light bulb went off in my head.

She stared at me for a whole twenty seconds before silently mouthing a "No."

I hadn't even seen my father yet but some how it had settled and I was completely clear on who I was. The similarity between me and Arty was uncanny.

I knew who I was but that didn't mean I was happy about it.

"I'm sorry…" I said silently not even daring to look at them. What a coward, I'm sorry… lamest apology, ever.

"I'm sorry for this, look maybe I'll just go… or something…"

I stood up. I didn't want this. I didn't want to ruin there lives, well not hers anyway… I just wanted to figure out who I was.

Yeah I'd sort of been expecting some old guy who'd give me annual funds for education and that. I didn't think. I didn't know, that he would have a family, children. Even I don't have that much of an overactive imagination.

Mam loved me because I was hers but then I never could escape that fact that I was a unwanted, a mistake that ruined her life. Now I was ruining theirs. Total strangers. My only kin. Man I was on a roll!

I had to do something? But in the end I couldn't because he stopped me. Artemis… that just weird. Arty he looked and me with such a piercing gaze as I stood up. I felt paralyzed.

"Please don't go just yet." Angeline said in a slightly choked voice. "Let my husband come home. We'll sort this out" Then she looked back at the letter as if willing it not to exist.

Arty stood there glaring at me for a moment, daring me to go and silently asking me to stay. He was one confusing dude…boy…guy… arg! Person! …weirdo… stop staring at me now… Another moment passed and then he started pacing. No seriously pacing! Who does that anymore??

I sat back down because the truth is I couldn't really go. However much I wanted to I couldn't just leave now. I'd brought this into their lives. This horrible truth. I had to stick with the outcome…

So Arty kept up this pacing behind his mothers seat and she just kept reading the letter over and over. The mood had been pretty tense so far but then the awkwardness kicked in.

Okay now, staring at people to freak them out is a bit of a hobby for me. Hey it's fun! I enjoy it immensely but this was just plain crazy.

Very once in a while he would stop pacing, stare at me and all I did was stare back. We'd both stare for a while then he'd start pacing again and I'd go back to looking at my shoes. I'd drawn little stick men on the white of my converse but they began to look dull after ten minutes. Stick men can entertain for only so long you know!

At some point one of the toddlers wandered over to me.

"I'm Beckett." He confided quietly. And I decided 'What the hec!' and joined him on the ground deciding to ignore Arty for the time being.

"I'm Artemis but you can call me Missy."

He nodded.

"You look like Artemis." He said staring at my face. He looked barely three but the intelligence I saw in his eyes was astonishing.

"I do don't I?" I could think of nothing else to say.

I patted his head. I don't know what made me do it or why I started grinning. But suddenly I was struck by a thought. Technically, Beckett was my little brother.

I'd always wanted on of those. Now I had two! Amazing what life can do, Well actually I suppose I had a big brother now too. Was Arty older or younger than me? That could be a complication. 'Curioser and curioser' Quote Alice, check. Now where was that rabbit?

I looked up and there he was staring at me. The grin dropped of my face like, I could almost hear it splatter onto the floor like yesterdays eggs.

Right, so whatever I though about him up to this point was irrelevant, his expression said all. This guy was trouble with a capital E for evil. I removed my hand from the little boys head and sat back up onto the sofa. He wanted a fight well so be it.

Normal POV

Artemis Fowl Senior was tired, more than that he was exhausted. His prosthetic leg felt stiff and his head felt swollen. Although it was only the afternoon he decided that as soon as he reached home he was going straight to bed.

The twelve hour flight from Japan had not exactly been refreshing. Although it had been necessary to attend the National Peace Summit, well more of an obligation as his wife insisted he go. Angeline had only recently recovered from a potentially life threatening illness. Artemis Fowl Sr. had wanted to remain with his family but she had forced him to go.

As the Mercedes pulled into Fowl Manor he though a quick check on his family ought to do before he could retire. The driver opened the door and Mister Fowl entered. Completely oblivious to the dramatic change about to appear in his life.

He noticed the house was oddly quite not that it was normally noisy. He opened the door to the living room about could feel the tension so thick it was almost palpable.

Upon hearing him enter the occupants of the room looked up at once.

Artemis who had been pacing stopped mid-stride, Angeline stood up and without greeting her husband called a maid who took the protesting twins away, for their afternoon nap.

Artemis Fowl Sr. had stopped half way to where they were sitting and was staring, mouth agape at the occupant of the sofa. He stared at Missy, then Artemis, then back to Artemis again.

"Who-?" his question began but he seemed unable to complete it.

Artemis the second really thought he ought to have his parents sitting down, they weren't as young as the used to be…

"This Timmy is Artemis." Angeline said quietly pointing to the girl.

"She says she's your daughter.!

Utter Silence.

Blue eyes stared into blue.

Daughter?

For a minute Artemis Fowl Senior's mind went blank. Then with the inevitable truth staring at him realization hit, like a bucket of cold water to the face.

Daughter!?

"My daughter?" he asked slowly.

Angeline let out the breath she'd been holding, 'He didn't know!' Relief flooded her mind and then just as suddenly was replaced by the same cool anger that had been there before. 'He didn't even know he had a daughter!!'

Artemis on the other had had been quite pleased with the surprise on his fathers face. He didn't for one second want to believe what this girl said was true. He had to clear his father's record. Just because something looked one way didn't mean didn't mean it was. The boy genius straight away began planning how to prove she wasn't Fowl blood.

Angeline suddenly handed her husband the letter she had in her hand.

He took is and slowly but with growing apprehension began to read.

"Dear Artemis,

The only way you could be reading this letter is that I am dead.

I have a daughter, your daughter. I'm sure you will remember that right in October in Dublin. I know I only ever met you that one time but I think I fell in love with you. That's why I named her Artemis, after you. I can remember asking you about it, it's a girl's name too, right?

I sorry I didn't tell you about her, but I didn't know your reaction and I sorely wanted to keep her. I realize we move in different circles and you couldn't possibly take the responsibility of a child not to mention the scandal, I didn't want to ruin your life.

So I've kept her and I've loved her and raided her as best I can. She she's ten now, and looks just like you. I don't know when this letter will get to you but I fell I won't be there for her for long.

But once I'm gone she'll have no-one. I only ask that you give her your name and maybe provide a little for her in life. She need to have some kin and always did ask so much about you. She's a smart lass and she can manage herself otherwise.

Yours affectionately,

Rosie O'Shea"

He read it once, and then read it again.

Flashes of a day in October when his first born had been three came back to him. The fight with Angeline, the drive to Dublin, the drinks in the bar and the pretty young woman. Then the smell of roses and waking up in a stranger's house, the realization and finally the guilt.

The girl looked at him expectantly.

His gaze found that of his wife and he simply said "I'm sorry I didn't know."

"You didn't know?" She asked incredulous. You have a child Timmy and you didn't know?" She closed her eyes as if to prevent the tears from falling but fall they did.

"How? When?" she asked misery etched into her voice.

Artemis couldn't help but feel a wave of misery wash over him too. He knew he shouldn't but he blamed her. This complete stranger who had brought such stress to his only just recovering family. It was an irrational though but hey, he was a teenage boy as well as a genius and teenage boys are known to be pretty irrational at times.

Artemis Senior meanwhile couldn't deny his wife an answer, he knew there were two teenagers present in the room but he had to give his wife an explanation. He described with the least amount of detail how he had left after the fight with her. How he had tried to drown his sorrow and then the resulting one night stand.

He looked at his wife, hoping to somehow communicate his feelings but as he explained his excuses sounded lame even to his own ears. He had been a different man then and still there was the regret he had to live with, but he just didn't know how to explain that.

When he was done there was silence once more.

Lilly: oookay… so yeah pretty angsty and well in my opinion lame…

Laurry: And you did update after like a year…but dont worry it's get funny 'gain soon

Lilly: uh yeah about that. You see dear readers when I started this story it was a complete whim. A meandering plot and no end in sight. Over the last couple of months I have taken a break from updating to actually write this story and have now a full plot and up to chapter 10 written. This story ought to me around 15-18 chapters so that's pretty good! ^-^

Laurry: I didn't really like the end of the chapter as it got pretty vague and well random… in truth Lilly got squeamish…

Lilly: hehe… oh and you were editing around what four in the morning? Right..

Laurry: (sweat drop)

Lilly: Oh and another thing..this fic will get pretty explicit no nowhere near M but pretty decriptive in a biological way.. erm

Laurry: What my dear alter-ego means to say is.. there a load of swearing and sex talk...mainly from Missy...she grew up in Dublin people...'nough said...

Lilly: Well anyway please review peoples! I promise it will get more funny and A/Hy in further chappies…Man Arty is one tough nut to write about. I wont even dare his POV though i may take a crack at Foally or O- wait i said nothing...heheh oh yeah no Botler for a while i know sad...

Laurry: Yeah Lilly Smoooth...=.= Anyway next update shall be in sometime near Valentines day as our Mock exams finish around then. Yeah they're a pretty big deal here in Ireland...Oh and Lilly had a mini explosion of an idea for an AH oneshot so look out for that.. anyway then over and out!!