Hi, we're back with teh epilogue, as promised. It doesn't really have much to do with teh story itself, it's just shameless fluff, but in the best possible way. I tried to keep them in character,let me know how well I did?
Skullduck: Liris, why don't you just ask for reviews like a normal person?
Me: Normal sucks.
Skullduck: Fair enough.
Me: Thanks for staying with this. I own nothing, enjoy!

It was almost midnight on the Friday when Artemis's communicator buzzed, rousing him from the edge of sleep. He opened his eyes and answered it, smothering his yawn in his fist. Holly wasn't fooled.

"I woke you. Sorry, I could come back at another time."

"No" he said, sitting upright and flicking his eyes around the room, as if to spot a shimmer in the air. "No, now is fine. Everyone is asleep."

"Including you" Holly muttered, but there was no bite in it. "Alright I'll be with you in about five minutes."

Artemis swung his legs off the bed and stretched. "Meet me in the library. Even if we make a noise, there's no one else on that floor to wake up."

Holly agreed and cut the connection. Artemis checked his reflection in the mirror. His hair was sticking up at the back. He attempted to flatten it, but gave up after a minute or so. Holly had seen him much more dishevelled than this before now, after all. He opened the top drawer on his desk, pulled out a small box and ran his fingers over its black velvet surface, wondering. He was sure she'd like the gift. He'd asked his mother what she thought (omitting Holly's name from the conversation), and Angeline had said that it was beautiful.

He took the box with him to the library and set it down at the small table in between two armchairs. Then he opened the window and settled into the chair on the left to wait. He didn't have to wait long. After a couple of minutes, Holly shimmered into visibility perched on the other seat.

"Hey, Arty."

"Holly. How are you? You look good."

He meant it as well. The spa and time off obviously agreed with her. She smiled and nodded.

"Thanks. You too, even if you do have bed hair."

Artemis reached up to straighten it, but Holly caught his arm.

"I like it" she said. Artemis swallowed and freed his arm, reaching for the velvet box.

"I have something for you" he said, but before he could touch the box, his ring vibrated again. He raised an eyebrow.

"Does anyone else have this number?" he asked. Holly shook her head. They came to the same conclusion at the same time.

"Foaly."

Artemis answered the phone, trying not to let his impatience show.

"Hello?"

"Fowl, there you are. In the library, I assume? How am I supposed to contact you if you're nowhere in sight?"

"Apparently you manage" the boy replied dryly. "Why did you feel the need to hack this number?"

"I sent you an email, and you haven't opened it yet. It contains Holly's birthday present. Give it to her for me, would you? I know she's there right now, don't even try to deny it."

The centaur whinnied in amusement. Artemis massaged his temples.

"Why don't you give it to her when she gets back?"

Holly raised an eyebrow. Artemis ignored her and concentrated on the centaur guffawing in his ear.

"It might interest you too, Fowl. Especially the part fifty-nine minutes in."

Foaly trailed off, laughing. Artemis got the distinct feeling that whatever this gift was, neither he nor Holly was going to be too enamoured of it. The centaur got over his giggle fit and whinnied again.

"I'll know if you don't open it, Artemis. I can keep calling this number all night, you know. It doesn't bother me."

Artemis rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I'll give it to her."

"That's a good human. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone then."

He started to hum 'puppy love' into the phone. Artemis hung up on him. Holly's expression halfway between curious and amused.

"What did he want?" she asked. Artemis sighed and picked the box up. He wanted time to do this properly, but that wasn't going to happen unless he appeased the irritating centaur first.

"Come on" he said, voice resigned. "Foaly wants me to give you something."

Her eyes narrowed and she remained in the chair.

"What?"

"I have no idea. He seemed to find it amusing, however."

Holly rolled her eyes.

"That centaur is enjoying this situation way too much" she said, but stood and followed Artemis to his study. He set the box down in the shadow by the laptop and opened the email programme. Sure enough, there was a message waiting for him. It wasn't particularly courteous, and made the boy grit his teeth a few times whilst reading it. Holly leant around his shoulder to read it, and swore under her breath.

"I'm going to kill that centaur when I get back" she muttered. Artemis suddenly understood why Foaly didn't want to give her the gift in person. He turned to look at her, and saw that she was blushing. Why? There was nothing that he could see in the email that was embarrassing. Well, not unless he was missing something.

"Holly?"

She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"He shouldn't even have a copy; it's only been out in the cinemas for three weeks. It's illegal."

Artemis got the feeling that the legality, or lack thereof, of the centaur's actions was not the root of her distress.

"What is it?" he asked, curious now (which is not doubt what Foaly was going for). Holly opened her eyes and opened her mouth to explain, then closed it again.

"Oh, I can't explain. Just copy it to disk and watch it, then you'll understand."

Artemis frowned, but did as she asked. Foaly's voice rang out through the speakers as Artemis was removing the disk from the laptop.

"Aren't you going to watch it together? That was why I sent it, after all. You can cuddle up together and..."

"Foaly!" Holly shouted, fists clenched. Artemis quickly stepped to the side, out of range. Foaly chuckled again.

"Have fun, lovebirds" he sniggered, then left them in peace. Holly kicked the desk leg viciously.

"I'm going to kill that centaur."

Artemis winced as her foot connected with the desk – it was antique, and that was bound to have left a mark.

"What's the matter? It's just a film."

"About the Spiro adventure" Holly muttered, tone still homicidal. Artemis was a little surprised that the fairies would make another film about his life (he already knew of the one about the B'wa Kell uprising), but still failed to see why Holly would be acting as she was. He strode over to the computer that was connected to the projector and played the disk. Holly groaned and sat on the swivel chair.

"When I said watch it, I didn't mean when I was in the room."

She made no move to leave, however. Artemis sat in the static chair next to her as the opening credits rolled across the screen and a digital representation of himself appeared on screen. There was a scene with a digital Spiro, during which a lot of things were said and insinuated which Artemis didn't recall having taken place ever, let alone during that afternoon in London. He winced when he saw Butler get shot, though the unfeeling representation of him on the screen was not at all how it had happened. He distinctly recalled crying, though he wouldn't admit it to anyone. Fowls did not show weakness.

The screen cut to Haven, panning across the congested streets. A claxon rang, and the blast walls lowered, and several people stepped out of their cars to see what was happening. The camera zoomed in to one particular elf. Artemis felt his eyes grow wide. The elf on the screen looked somewhat like Holly, but her hair was too long, and since when was the LEP uniform that tight? Beside him, he heard Holly moan.

"That's just going to give them ideas" she grumbled. Artemis tried not to smirk.

Nothing much happened in the film from then on that wasn't accurate. Sure, some lines were completely out of context and the digitalisation of Artemis was much more cruel and uncoordinated than was true, but the events were more or less correct. Then came the rescue of Artemis from Spiro tower. Skylar cut the ceiling with a laser, as Holly had actually done, and Artemis was winched up. Then the plot went completely out of the window. Holly, who knew what was coming, groaned, but Artemis's eyes went wide with disbelief. The on-screen versions of him and Holly were being ridiculously dramatic and soppy. Then, hesitantly, they kissed. The real Holly made a noise somewhere between a snort and a groan. Artemis blinked, and recalled what Foaly had said about 'fifty-nine minutes in'. This was why Holly was mad. Artemis cleared his throat and turned to the elf sitting next to him.

"I don't recall that happening" he said. Holly's mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything. Artemis stood and knelt next to her, picking up the velvet box as he did so. He had to look up to see her face, due to her growth spurt. Holly rolled her eyes. The boy looked like he was proposing.

"I got you something for your birthday" he said and handed her the box. She narrowed her eyes at him, wondering just why he felt it necessary to do this on bended knee. She took the box from him and opened it slowly. Her expression changed from suspicion to delight.

"It's beautiful" she breathed, taking the necklace from the box. It was white gold, and had a tiny pendant hanging from it. It was emerald, in the shape of a four-leaved clover.

"They didn't have one with an acorn" he said, rising from his crouch. Holly shook her head, stood also and kissed his cheek.

"You shouldn't have, Arty."

He shrugged.

"It's your birthday, so why not?"

She smiled and allowed him to clasp it around her neck. The film continued in the background, but neither of them paid any attention to it. Artemis looked down at her.

"It suits you."

She leaned up and kissed him again. He reciprocated, and the two were lost in their own little world until an amused whinnying disrupted them. They sprang apart, ready to yell at Foaly for spying on them, but it was the film. The C-Cube was speaking with the centaurs voice. Holly rolled her eyes again.

"He got to voice his own part, for some reason" she explained. She glanced at the clock and sighed.

"I have to go, Arty. Trouble's expecting me back belowground in a couple of hours."

She claimed her wings from an empty chair and strapped them on. She pulled the cord to start them and hovered so that their faces were level.

"Thank you, Artemis" she said again, kissing his cheek. "I'll call you later."

She shielded. The window opened, then closed behind her. Artemis smiled and paused the film. On screen, the image of him and Holly hiding behind a sheet of camfoil jittered slightly. He switched the projector off and returned to his bedroom. He turned the communicator on, and Holly's voice answered almost immediately.

"You're so impatient, Fowl. I said I'd call you."

"I just wanted to say goodnight. And happy birthday."

"Goodnight Arty" she replied softly. He cut the connection and lay down on the bed, smiling. Maybe the film director wasn't too far off the mark...

So, were thay alright? Please, reveiw. Thanks so much, and that is this story officially over *sob*. I'll miss it...

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