Ach, Jesus, I have been so busy at the moment. I just started my GCSEs and also, I've had two FMA fics that I've been writing. Anyway, ATG is not forgotten, just when I should have been writing this, I was writing the final draft AGAIN. Sorry!

So, we have Sylvian Jonathan Fowl back in action, which is kind of awkward, as one of Alex's middle names is still Sylvian. Never mind.

Holly met the family outside, her fear showing obviously on her face; however it slid off when she saw the smug smirk that Artemis was wearing.

"You won?" she asked, though it wasn't really a question.

"We certainly did."

Holly stood speechless for a moment, before taking everyone by surprise and hugging Artemis around the middle.

"I knew you would, I was just checking," she muttered, practically buzzing with joy for her long-standing friend. Samantha and Domovoi simply looked on speechless. Minerva laughed at Holly's antics.

"So, where to now?" she asked the group, still smiling.

"Well, we have to go and pick up Alex," said Minerva, holding Samantha still by the top of her head as she got distracted by something fairy-like passing her

"From that half-breed place?" She asked.

"No, no, they brought him here. He's in the little building around the back they use for holding prisoners." Artemis told her. Holly raised an eyebrow.

"That seems kind of harsh." She commented. Holding a two year old where prisoners were meant to be kept.

"Right now, I'm past caring. I just want to go home." Artemis sighed, setting off around the huge (by fairy standards) courtroom. The rest of them followed.

~*~ATG-AUT~*~

The room in which Alexander sat with his silent clone was for the most part bare, consisting of just a wooded bench and a high window. The whole place was possibly two metres square. His clone simply sat on the floor by the door, and Alexander would have complained, but he was tired, so he curled up on the corner of the bench, wishing he had his blanket.

Of course, even though they weren't there for long, an hour can seem like a day for a small child on his own, and even though Alexander was there, he was asleep. Sylvian, though he often seemed content to be left on his own, really felt lonely very easily; the only difference was he'd learned very quickly that whining made no difference to his predicament at all.

And therefore, upon seeing Artemis, Minerva, Holly, Domovoi and Samantha appear, his heart rose, even if his face stayed the same.

Oh course, it goes without saying that the Fowl family were confused. There were a good few moments of silence in which heads turned from Sylvian to Alexander with open mouths, though no words came out. Finally, Samantha was the first to speak.

"They cloned him?" she wondered aloud, staring unblinkingly at Sylvian, who still sat on the ground.

"There's no way he's a clone," Artemis muttered. "Only one of a person can exist, which is why clones find it so hard to survive. I don't know what kind of weird experiment this is, but… You can't get a clone that… that human."

"You're all speaking like he can't hear you! This is stupid. We came here for Alexander, and that's Alexander," Domovoi said, indicating the small boy sleeping across from them. "I don't see why we should take responsibility for the fairies' mistakes."

Artemis half agreed with his son, but then, it was common knowledge that Artemis Fowl II could not just walk away from trouble, especially if it may or may not be on the right side of the law.

"Well, why can't we just ask that Felix?" Asked Holly. "Surely he'll explain things to you."

Minerva shook her head. "They left. If we leave him here, he's just… left here." She said quietly, but she was the only one in the group who was thinking along the right lines.

Sylvian Jonathon Fowl.

Domovoi ignored the conflict that the rest of his family and Holly seemed to be going through. As far as he was concerned, he was sick of having problems to deal with and that's all he'd had for the past few months. He just wanted to be home with his family, and taking that thing along as well would probably not help at all. He strode across to the other side of the small room and picked up Alexander, then turned around to address his family.

"Please, can we just do what we're supposed to do, and go home? Please? I don't want to go in for round two again. Let's just go."

Artemis and Minerva were both surprised at Domovoi's reaction. Usually, he'd be up for some action, but it seemed that he truly was fed up with the whole idea. Thankfully though, Samantha saved them having to explain themselves, because it seemed that she was up to her mind reading tricks again.

"I know Dom, and they agree to some extent. The thing is; Mum's thinking that he might be Sylvian."

Minerva was startled at the accurate account of what was going on in her head, and yet she couldn't deny it. The revelation took away Domovoi's ability of speech, it seemed, as his reaction was simply to stare at the cloned boy with his mouth hanging open.

"What do you mean?" asked Holly quietly from the back of the group. "You mean, Sylvian-"

"No, he died. What Mum's thinking is that he might be a clone of Sylvian, given what Dad just said about there only ever being one of a person."

In the silence that followed, Sylvian just stared up at the group, his odd eyes now very obvious. Artemis looked down at him with a sigh.

"I don't suppose you can tell me your name?" he asked warily. Sylvian just blinked. He'd never spoken in his life, and he had no intention to start now.

Artemis sighed and tried again. "Are you Sylvian? You can just nod or shake your head, you don't have to speak, if you don't want to."

Again, Artemis just got wide eyes and slow blinks and he was about to turn away before Sylvian nodded once.

Artemis sighed deeply before steeling himself to follow up that revelation.

"Well, to factor out the pointless discussion that is bound to follow, I say, he comes home."

Around the group, there was a silent approval, and for the first time in a long time, Sylvian Fowl felt part of something.

~*~ATG-AUT~*~

Alexander was incredibly pleased to be waking up in a familiar car, sitting next to familiar people driving down a familiar road. Not that he made himself heard, but upon cracking an eye open and seeing his brother and sister asleep in the back next to him, which Sylvian sitting on Samantha's lap (sort of illegally) made him feel an awful lot better. He was going home.

He supposed that there was going to be an addition to the family, but that could be dealt with. And besides, he sort of liked his twin.

And after all, things could only get better from here, surely?

Oh my! I accidently ended this early! (Not the whole thing of course, there's still part 3, which I might merge with part 4) but yeah… I totally wasn't expecting this to end here! And this chapter is so small! But the first few chapters of part three will probably make up for this one's height problems!

Well *is kind of speechless* see you in part 3!

~BS