Disclaimer: I don't ownanything Artemis Fowl, or the song, You're Beautiful by James Blunt.
Artemis sat at his computer, rereading his diary. If his plan failed, he would never read it again. The next time he entered this room, he wouldn't remember. The people would be just out of reach, always there in the back of his mind, but he wouldn't know it. They would be idle fantasys, if even that. He wished he would remember all his friends. Foaly, Mulch, the Commander, and Holly. Especially Holly. He didn't know why. He thought it was her personality. She was so determined. So pretty. So...perfect. He loved the way she smiled at him. The way her Hazel eyes sparkled whenever she saw him. But he knew it was an idle fantasy. Holly could never love a pale mud boy like him. Many people were under the impression that he was a vampire, which was ridiculous. Vampires had pointed teeth. He had never met a vampire, but Holly had told him about them. Holly. How could he let her go?
He spun around in his chair, almost falling off. Holly laughed as he recomposed himself, blushing. "Holly. Is my time up already?"
"No, I just came to check on you."
Juliet walked into the room, singing to her IPOD.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
She saw holly and Artemis together. "Sorry," she said, and walked out.
"I'm fine," Artemis said in response to her question.
"Okay. I'm sorry. But this is as hard for me as it is for you."
Artemis was furious.
"How can this be hard for you? You aren't giving up sixteen months of your life! The best sixteen months of your life! You aren't losing almost all of your friends! You aren't losing-" He paused, embarrassed.
"What am I not losing, Artemis?"
"Nothing. Forget I said anything."
"Okay, Fowl. I'm losing my three closest friends too! And I'm losing-"
She was going to brush him off, but then realized Artemis wouldn't remember this in the morning anyway. Plus, she wouldn't feel guilty about not telling him.
"But most of all, I'm losing you."
"Me?"he whispered, surprised, hardly daring to believe it.
"Yes, mud boy, you." She reached out and grabbed the medallion from around his neck. He shuddered at her touch. "I gave you this medallion as a reminder. A reminder to you of the man you can be. And a reminder to myself, of the man I love. Artemis, if you remember nothing else of the people, remember this." She bent down and kissed him gently. "In Chicago," Holly continued, "Foaly asked if I would miss you. I truthfully said no. What I didn't say was that I could not miss you. I would die without you. Artemis, I love you."
"Holly," he said, "I've loved you since the day I met you." He kissed her one last time, then got up and left.
"Goodbye, Artemis," she whispered in Gnommish. "I love you."
A few minutes later, a techie brought Artemis in to be mind wiped. Holly's eyes brightened when she saw him, then dulled as she remembered why he was there. Artemis didn't even pay attention to what Foaly was saying, because he couldn't stop thinking about Holly. He said his final goodbyes, and allowed Holly to think she was mesmerizing him, while he hid behind mirrored contacts. He felt the anesthetic sink in. Goodbye Holly, he thought. I love you. Then he lost conciousness.