sorry its been so long! I have just been too busy! With BATB, I have a lot of the chapters already done, but with this I don't and am typing them when I feel like it!

Remember when I said I would update every other day? Hehe… oops.

Holly rushed down through the LEP building, ignoring the looks that the guards on duty-who were suppose to make sure she wouldn't get past them-gave her. They didn't stop her however, because the court trial was over.

When Holly finally reached the ops booth-for that was where she was headed- she almost ran over Foaly.

"Holly! What are you doing down here! The trial just ended and-"

"Oh, like you cant figure it out!" She snapped, feeling guilty that she yelled at her friend when she saw him physically deflate, "I'm sorry Foaly, ive just been on edge lately and with the trial-"

"hey," The centaur said, putting a hand on his friends shoulder, "I understand. I can only wish that Caballine would freak like you if this happened to me."

A small smile grew on the elf's face, "Thanks, now do you have a plan to get Artemis back?"

The centaur turned around, going to one of his many computers. Holly's hope grew. Of course he had a plan, Foaly always had a plan.

"No." He stated simply, typing a few keys.

That smile fell as fast as it grew, replaced by a sneer, "What?! What do you mean?"

Foaly sighed, turning around to face her again, "I mean, no Holly. Trouble has made it very clear that Artemis is not getting away with this, and he could be heading to Atlantis by tomorrow."

"Getting away with what?" Holly said, ignoring the part about Atlantis.

"Kidnapping you."

"Kidnapping is done forcefully Foaly." Holly reminded him.

"Well, not really legitimate kidnap, but still…"

"Foaly, I don't care. I trust Artemis, and he cant be charged if I didn't mind. He is the reason that I am alive and in front of you right now.."

"The council wont agree." Foaly said, shaking his head.

"Why not?"

"Because, in their mind, they aren't thinking that you two are friends, or of anything of the past. Except that he has kidnapped you before, and that for all you know, he could have drugged, tortured, hypnotized, or put a spell on you to say that there was no harm."

"A spell, Foaly really?" Holy crossed her arms.

Foaly shrugged, "just thinking of the all the possibilities."

Holly shook her head in sadness, "So, really? No plans? That is really hard to believe…" Holly trailed off, her eyes going to where Foaly's had gone to ever since the conversation started.

The security cameras.

The elf took hold of Foaly's tail and left, dragging the centaur behind her, she came upon a storage closet in the hallway on the left and entered it.

Given the fact that the closet was already kind of small, and that she rammed herself in there with a centaur, it was a tight fit. Holly could feel her claustrophobia setting in, but she pushed it aside. Artemis needed her.

"Now, what's your plan Foaly?"

"I told you, I don't have one…"

"Then why were you looking at those cameras like the most guiltiest person under the earth!" Her voice rising in anger.

"Ok, ok. Well, I don't. But we know Artemis, and he wouldn't give himself up that easily without a plan."

"Well, do you know anything of what Artemis was leaving?"

Foaly hit his hand on a nearby metal shelf, an aggravated look on his face, "No! I haven't gotten anything! And there are rumors that they are sending Artemis to Atlantis ASAP, which means it could be as soon as tomorrow!"

Holly turned, and was about to leave when Foaly grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?" He questioned.

Holly turned to face him, uncertainty tainted her face, "I have to get magic. It's the only way to get Artemis out."

Foaly gripped her arm harder and shook his head, "You cant Holly, Ive told you. You and your magic is unstable. Because of the spell that Opal put over you, I am positive that dark magic is still in you. If you add regular magic, the dark magic could eat you out. Im certain that you will not survive that Holly. I cant let you die."

Holly turned around to face the centaur, "Well, I'll die either way, because I am not living without Artemis."

And with that, she left. Leaving a shocked centaur behind.

Holly rushed down the hall, hand going for her communicator when she realized she didn't have it on her. She stopped. 'Looks like I'm doing this alone.' She thought as she raced down the hall yet went by the ops booth and grabbed a pass to go to the surface, and a set of wings.

On the surface, Holly went to the nearest ritual site. But for three hours she just sat on the ground. What if Foaly was right? He usually was, so would she die if she did the ritual? Holly took a deep breath and got up, looking for a acorn. She finally found one, and she looked up. With the full moon above her and the acorn in her hand Holly could feel the magic surging through the air. Now, here was the tricky part.

Holly knelt down, feeling the soft, fertile, damp dirt on her palms and knee. She scooped up some of the dirt in her hand that didn't hold the acorn, putting that in the ground and covering it with the soil.

Holly hesitated finishing the spell, this was it, the moment of truth. Would she die? Holly felt something wet cover the top of her hand, only to find it was her own tears. Holly shook her head, Artemis needed her.

She needed Artemis.

Holly stopped her trembling, muttering the words Foaly was certain would bring her end.

"I return you to the earth," She said shakily, "And claim the gift that is my right."

Holly knelt there,for what seemed like ages. She was about to sigh, about to stand and give up. But suddenly she spotted a few sparks from under her hand. Or at least she thought.

She waited some more, and this time actually sighed. It didn't work, she wasn't a magical being anymore. At least she didn't die.

Holly was about to get up and turn around. To grab her wings and leave for good. Hide somewhere and live the rest of her days there, even if it meant centuries.

The keyword: ABOUT

Holly was about to give up faith, but as soon as she thought that she was going to leave sparks sprouted up from the ground covering her fingers, the multicolored sparks looked like enchanted Jewels travelling up her arm and around her body, sending it up into the air.

Holly could feel the magic inside her, fighting against itself. Foaly was right, the dark magic was still there, and it was trying to take over the good magic.

Holly screamed, it felt like her insides were melting, like her life force was being sucked out of her. She fought against the magic, trying to think of anything but the pain it was enduring her.

Holly could feel herself dying. Foaly was right, of course. But she did this for Artemis.

Artemis

At least he would be her last thought. Her mind focused on him and only him.

Holly collapsed on the ground, coughing and shuddering. Her head ached and her bones hurt.

But she was alive.

Holly stood up shakily, it nearly killed her-the magic- but Holly wasn't the first female Captain of the LEP for nothing.

But now she had to get Artemis back.

Now the real challenge begins.

Holly, now back back down in Haven, walked casually to the LEP headquarters. Going straight to the holding cells.

Holly sighed in frustration, there were three to five guards. Usually there was just one, but of course Trouble would go through more paperwork to see a particular mud boy go to Atlantis.

Two guards stood at the entrance of the holding cells. Holly turned the corner like she was going somewhere and turned on her shield.

Easy, she thought as she snuck past them. Too easy.

The next two guards were watchers. They roamed the halls for any sign of something suspicious. Holly slipped past them with the shield too.

Holly turned a corner and immediately turned back around. The last guard was over there, but he had "Mockingbird goggles" a new invention by Foaly so elves could see past shield.

Well, looks like I'm doing this the old fashioned way. She thought, turning the corner for the second time.

The guard turned toward her immediately as she entered the hallway.

"What are you-"

That was as far as he got before Holly punched him in the face. He fell over, knocked out.

Holly healed the bruise she left and turned towards the door. Of course it was locked.

And of course she didn't have a key.

The LEP keys aren't regular ones. It takes handprints and crosses the DNA. This was one of the best cells in the place, so Holly didn't doubt that she had to go through a retinal scan as well.

Now where was she going to get a guard to give her a hand, blood and a eye to use? She looked down at her feet.

Oh, riiight. That one.

Holly lifted the guard up, putting his hand on the keypad. It also took the blood it needed. 'At least I didn't have to severe a thumb this time.' She thought, looking back on her old adventures with Artemis.

Opening his eye, the retinal scanner scoped his eye. The door clicked, and Holly was finally in.

Artemis was pacing the cells length, he heard the click of the lock and suddenly stopped. He expected that Trouble or someone else to be there to take him to Atlantis.

What he didn't expect was for Holly to open that door, a unconscious prison guard at her feet.

Holly stared at Artemis for a moment, and Artems stared back. None of them moving, none of them saying anything.

Holly was the first on to , striding into the cell and slapping Artemis across the face.

"What in the he'll we're you thinking?!" She asked.

But before he could answer, Holly kissed him, blocking anything he was about to say. He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around her, and she melted into his arms. When she pulled back, they were both gasping.

"Holly, how-"

She silenced him without another kiss, this one shorter than the last.

"Let's get you out of here." She whispered.

Before he could respond, or even nod, to her statement a voice was at the door.

"Hell no you're not."

Holly turned around to face the voice. Trouble. Of course it was him.

"Darvit." She muttered.

Only three more chapters before I end this!