a/n: So, this is the first time I will be posting in . This story was inspired by .hard's second chapter of confessions. I used her idea with permission. It's okay if you haven't read that yet though.

Last Moment

His face was upturned toward the sky. The blue was clear and the clouds were curling softly. He watched as her familiar figure entered the skyline. He squinted his eyes as light blazed momentarily when she passed the sun, its light being captured in her wings. She belonged in the sky. He was caught at how graceful and elegant she danced through the air. Finally she descended in front of him, still bathed in light. His own angel, with wings he himself had given her.

"Sorry." Holly said, folding her wings. Artemis put his hand down, no longer blinded." That's why I can't use your wings on recon missions. They're too beautiful; rogues see my wings a mile away. It is good for dwarfs, they get momentarily blinded."

"I'll have to install a stealth mode." Artemis nodded, embraced Holly.

"Why don't we go inside? Are you staying for dinner?" He gestured towards the doors. Artemis smiled invitingly at Holly. It's been more than sixty years since they first met, but his smile was unchanging. It wasn't his vampire smile. It was the smile reserved only for those he love the most. After his parents and Butler passed away, that smile was left only for her.

"Actually, Arty, I got to leave ASAP. I just sneaked from a mission when I receive your red flagged email. What's the emergency?"

His eyes mismatched eyes looked straight in her eyes, his hands slacked and his shoulders went at ease: the perfect posture of someone who isn't lying. Holly knew instantly that Artemis' next words would be a lie.

Artemis knew that Holly would know he wouldn't tell her everything. He discarded his prepared excused and said the truth. "I just wanted to see you."

"Oh. " It wasn't much to lie about. After decades of friendship, Artemis never ceased to surprise her. "So, um, hello."

It wasn't that this was their first social meeting. They've met with each other for social purposes countless of times during the previous years, usually when Holly needed the Ritual. It was hard to get a social visa, but the Council let her visit Artemis under the pretense of the Ritual. This she meant performed the Ritual almost 4 times a month. Now wasn't awkward, but Holly felt something was up with Artemis.

Her communicator beeped. "Listen, I really have to go. Another time, Arty?"

He sighed. The flash of sadness in his eyes almost made Holly stay. "Good bye, Holly."

"What's wrong Artemis?"

"Nothing. You should go and save the world."

"Okay. Call you later!" She was already facing the opposite direction, poised to take flight.

"Wait, Holly! I-" She looked at him expectantly. He sighed. "I'll tell you in another time."

"Sure." She muttered.

"You're my best friend." Holly was already in the air, but she heard his whispered statement. She turned around and looked at him from above. His face was upturned toward her. The sun beamed on his face, the shadows hiding the lines of his features. He looked 18 again, like he was back in the time tunnel getting lemurs and falling in love.

"You're my best friend, too, Arty." She shouted, laughing, before she launched into the sky.

"I love you" He said, but she was too far away. She would always be too far away from him.

Before she could lose sight of him, she looked back. He was saying something, but she was too far away. Never mind, she'd ask him later when he called.

Artemis looked at her until she disappeared in the horizon. He hoped she would forgive him for not telling her. She would know and understand, someday.

All officers: assist emergency mass relocation. Consult assignments.

The fourth floor of Police Plaza was occupied by LEPrecon, and the reconnaissance jocks are not in charge of ushering crowds. There were the occasional emergencies, such as when all LEP officers (from pathetic Traffic Officers to high-ranked Retrieval) were required in the goblin clean up after the rebellion. So when those command rolled up the command screen on the fourth floor, every fairy wondered what on earth was wrong in the universe.

Holly scanned the assignment list. She was posted at E7. All fairies aboveground in Tara were commanded to retreat back to Haven, on a full moon. Why?

Police Plaza was in chaos. The hallways were crowded with tensioned officers and personnel. Holly barely maneuvered her way through.

"Captain Short. Foaly wants you in the Ops Booth. Disregard your assignment." It was a techie. Holly took a moment. There was obviously some crisis here, and she was needed in E7. This techie was not her superior so she doesn't have to comply. But it was Foaly. People were starting to complain about them blocking the way. Finally, Holly followed the techie to the Ops Booth.

"Hey, donkey. What's up with this relocation, and why aren't you in the conference room with the brass?"

"Holly." Foaly wasn't smiling. They've been through hell of crises through the years, but Foaly was always sarcasm-ing his way through. But he was not laughing now. Whatever happened must be apocalyptic. And now that she noticed it, everything in the Ops Booth was off. For the first time ever, the screens were not pouring information; there were no blinking lights. A single laptop was the only machine in use. It sat in front of Foaly.

"We're retrieving all aboveground tourists, in case they might get unauthorized information. All Fairy news networks and non-LEP fairy satellites were blocked by the council. The relocation is information control, so everybody can know the news the way the Council wants."

"What news, Foaly? What's wrong?" Were the mudmen were coming? Has Opal escape again?

"I shouldn't be showing you this, Holly. The Council said you deserved no special treatment. But I think you should be the first to know." He played the video on the laptop.

"…And now for sad breaking news. This is just in. Renowned humanitarian activist, billionaire and genius Artemis Fowl the Second has been found dead in his ancestral estate in Dublin, 2 hours ago. The cause of death is yet to be released to the public…"

"No."

A/N: Review please! This is my first fic on this site (i have mentioned that already, meh) and I really want to get to know all of you!