Disclaimer: Sadly, I own no rights at all. Only the plot for this story.

Longing Remembrance

"I'm sorry, miss, but I cannot help you." the young Fowl said.

Glad that she was in disguise (meaning no LEP suit, and wearing casual clothes and a hat); Holly wished that they hadn't had to erase their memories, yet again. She was actually starting to like the new Artemis Fowl the second, though he didn't have the memories, he quite obviously had the physical experience from their last escapade; one of her hazel brown eyes.

She gave a bittersweet smile and replied "Sorry to have bothered you then." Holly said, and started walking away, until she was back at the entrance to the underground tunnels that would take her back to New Haven.

Some hours later, New Haven, LEP headquarters

"Something wrong Holly?" the centaur techno-freak asked.

Holly sighed sadly before answering, "Not really. The Commander just sent me above to check on Artemis…" she let the sentence trail off, as she really wasn't all that sure why she was acting the way she was lately.

"You miss him, don't you?" She only looked at him in a confused daze, still somewhat trapped in her thoughts.

"I thought so. You miss the good Artemis, that knew who you were, not the somewhat more evil Artemis that didn't know your name."

Holly, to say the least, was surprised. She thought that she was keeping her feelings pretty well hidden, but then again, she was talking (or rather listening) to Foaly, one of the smartest Fairy creatures in New Haven.

"You know, you're really too smart for your own good sometimes" Holly finally responded, and then headed off to her office where she had some paperwork concerning her recent trip to the surface to check on the Fowl boy, and if he remembered anything or not. He didn't (obviously).

Holly didn't really concentrate or want to concentrate on the paper on her desk though. She was far too caught up in her thoughts to even really think about what she had to write, though it wasn't really much anyway.

'Do I like him?' she asked herself. She shook her head violently to try to clear her thoughts, and failed. 'It's not a question of like, more of love. So that leaves the question, do I love him?' she shook her head violently again, and pushed the thoughts out of her head, and set to the task she knew she eventually had to get to; the report on the Fowl boy's memories:

Major Holly Short, Section 8

Trip To Artemis Fowl's Manor

Purpose of trip: Memory Assessment

The Mudboy, Artemis Fowl, has no memory of The People or of me, Major Holly Short.

It is with some regret that I write up this report, mostly due to the fact that the Mudboy was genuinely concerned about the wellbeing of the people, and…

She didn't finish writing that sentence and instead crumpled it up and threw it in the trash bin near her desk, and knew that she wouldn't be able to fully concentrate on finishing the report properly, so she put it in her 'in' box to finish tomorrow, as her mind was clearly on other issues that wouldn't allow her to concentrate on her job the way she was supposed to, so she went to her home early and went to bed.

Fowl Residence, not long after Holly walked off

"What's wrong, Artemis?" his huge bodyguard asked.

"Just lost in thought, old friend."

"Who was at the door?" Butler asked suspiciously.

"Some girl. Though, she gave me a feeling of nostalgia. It's weird, I've never seen her before, and yet, I swear that I've known her all my life."

"It's probably nothing." the towering bodyguard said.

"Yeah. I'll be in my room." Artemis said. Once he was there, he closed and locked his door, and started meditating, something he started learning from Butler, since he was giving up his evil ways, he had to find something else to do, and meditating actually helped him to try and solve certain things, like a new Psychological Theorem or something. But this time, he was going to try and unravel the mystery of that girl.

It was strange, they hadn't really exchanged that many words, and he was certain that he had never seen her before. And yet, he felt as if…as if…well, he didn't really know how to describe it, but he felt as if he knew who she truly was. In a way, he was right, but those memories were blocked off from his conscious and unconscious mind.

He let his thoughts wander. And wander they did. He thought about several things, but mostly about her, until his mind finally became blank, and he was truly meditating until his mind finally gave him horribly distorted images and incoherent scrabblings that looked like they were on his computer, but it looked like a language that didn't even exist, but he didn't have enough time to concentrate on the images further, as there was a knock in his door.

"Artemis, time for dinner" Butler said through the door.

"Be right down" Artemis said. 'That was weird, why didn't I uncover anything like that any of the other times I have meditated?'

Fowl Manor, After dinner

The images of what he had seen were still haunting him, but he felt like he needed some fresh air, so he walked into their immense gardens, and stopped at a plant that had green, prickly leaves, and had small inedible red berries. He studied the plant for a few minutes, when it hit him.

'There's something about this plant that seems to jog my memories…that's it! Holly!'