Ok this takes place after Lust is killed and Havoc is in the hospital still but after Al gets his body back…
"Excuse me," the pretty nurse poked her head in the doorway of the small room occupied by a man smoking and looking out the window.
"No smoking," she took the cigarette and continued, "The doctor would like to know some things before he brings in a new patent."
"Thank you Liz," the said doctor walked in and turned to him.
"You where in the military before you came here, yes?" he looked at Havoc with a hard eye.
"Yes."
"Then you can keep things under raps if need be?"
"Of course. Why?"
"We have a patent coming in and we would rather his condition not get out even after we confirm what it is." The doctor looked somewhat uncomfortable but continued on.
"Will you be able to stay silent?"
"Yeah, seeing as it has nothing to do with me."
"Thank you sir, now Liz, you can bring in the screens." Liz nodded and went to gather the screens.
"What are they for? I just said I'd be quiet." Havoc sounded miffed.
"He would rather his identity be unknown. It is a rather embarrassing condition for someone like him. That is, if it's true."
Liz came and left with the screens and Havoc's therapist came and he did his therapy in due time. It was past 3 in the afternoon when Liz reentered with a wheelchair.
"We need to ask you to leave so we can bring in the patent." Havoc obliged more out of curiously than good will.
When Havoc returned, the sound of retching could be heard on the other side of the screen and soft murmurs of comfort. The silhouette cast on the green cloth showed a taller person holding a ponytail of hair and pushing bangs back on the obviously shorter person in the bed.
The retching continued long enough for Havoc to feel the need to throw-up himself. It finally ended and he saw the taller person, that he could now tell was a man, holding the shorter person in his arms, rocking back and forth.
"Why?" a man's horse voice asked, "why is this happening to me?" It was apparent that the he was holding back tears.
"I don't know, but we'll get through this. I'll be here for you. Shhh…" another man's voice joined the first quieting him. Havoc found the scene half touching and half revolting. It was two guys for crying out loud! But, still…
He looked over at the screen again and saw how tender the taller one was holding the shorter one. The taller one pulled away from the shorter one and placed his hands on his shoulders.
"You should get some rest. I'll come back in the morning to hear the results with you. Don't let him tell you them with out me, ok?" The shorter one nodded and laid down. The taller one stood and lowered his face to the one on the bed and kissed him on the forehead.
"Oh, umm…who's on the other side?" Havoc heard the man say quietly.
"I don't know." The man turned to stare at the screens. Havoc felt like being nice because of the way the person was acting and obviously going through a hard time.
"I can turn away while you leave so I won't see you."
"Havoc?" A light brown-headed man popped out from the screen and stared in surprise at him.
"And you are…?"
"It's me, Al! Oh, I guess the last time you saw me I was still in my armor." He smiled and turned to the man on the bed again. Bending low, he whispered something to him and he replied. Nodding, Al moved the screens.
Edward Elric sat in the bed looking nervous.
"Hey! Ed. How are you?"
"Fine, I guess, seeing as I'm in the hospital." Ed smartly replied. Havoc laughed it off and turned to Al.
"So you got your body back. That's great!"
"Um…yeah. Well, if I want to get back in time for the doctor tomorrow, I should get going. Nice to see you again." Al left without another word. Ed turned to the window and pulled a book off the nightstand next to him, opening it with an air that told Havoc he didn't want to talk.
They sat in silence for a time until Havoc's slow brain kicked into gear. What had happened to Ed to get him into the hospital? Would he die? And what the hell was going on between those two? Holding and rocking Ed like that and then kissing him good-bye? He stopped and tried to rationalize what he had seen.
Maybe when Al got his body back the two had grown closer as brothers. Yes, and they came to realize how important it was to have each other to help and support them through times like this. Havoc looked over at Ed, who had his back to him, and studied him. He had gained some muscle since he'd last seen him, but the way the shirt stretched over his right shoulder funny, told him that the young alchemist hadn't gotten his real limbs yet.
'That poor kid…' Havoc thought. For Ed, if his memory served him right, was only 17. A sudden movement by the window made him look around to see Ed retching into the trash bin again. After a minute or so he stopped, cursing.
"Damn it." He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and leaned back into his pillow, staring at the ceiling.
"Anything I can do?" Havoc looked over at the teen and got a blank stare in answer.
"Okkkk…" He rolled over and went to sleep, leaving Ed to his own devices for the rest of the evening.
The next morning Havoc was again greeted to the sounds of retching but thankfully, it came from the bathroom this time. He groaned again and pressed his face into his pillow and tried to drown out the sound. Liz came in to see what the trouble was and to bring Havoc his breakfast.
"Mr. Elric? Anything I can bring you to help?"
"How about you go away. Your perfume is making me sick." He spat then threw-up again.
"Damn it Al! Where the hell are you?" Ed yelled to no one in particular.
"Mr. Elric called a few minutes ago to say that he was held up this morning with something at work and will be late this morning, won't be here until about lunch time." Liz sniffed and walked out.
"I'll kill him. I'll take a dull spoon, no a spatula and I'll castrate him. Then, I'll cut off all his fingers and toes and slowly move up his arms and legs then…" Ed started to mutter as he came out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth.
"Ed, I haven't had breakfast and I would like to keep it down." Havoc opened that dish to reveal eggs and bacon with pancakes. Ed caught whiff of it and ran into the bathroom again, this time thankfully remembering to shut the door so Havoc could eat in peace.
He raised the first bite to his mouth then stopped. His breakfast was making Ed sick. He quickly continued eating the last bite.
"Ed, I finished." Havoc called to the door. He waited a full 5 minutes until the door opened.
When Ed finally came out he stuck his head out and looked to see if Havoc was indeed done with his food. Convinced, he slunk back to his bed.
Ed looked, and most likely felt, miserable. All the throwing up had taken its toll on his little body and was wearing him down. He sat down on his bed and fell onto his pillow and shot up again when the door to the room opened.
Nurse Liz walked in with a wheelchair and motioned to Havoc with her head.
"Is he here yet?" Ed asked her as she helped the paralyzed man into the chair.
"No" she obviously was still mad about the comment he had made earlier. Ed seemed to have forgotten and was offended when she snapped at him. He lay back down in on his bed and pulled to forgotten book up to his face again as Havoc left.
When he returned, sweaty and sore, he saw that Ed was asleep. He tried to be quiet when he got out of the chair but Liz, wanting revenge, made as much noise as possible. Ed jerked awake and looked around. He had alchemised his arm into a blade and had pointed it at Liz.
"Oh…sorry." He said and dealchemized his arm. He looked around and sighed. Ed looked like he was about to cry but suddenly did a 180 in attitude.
"That firkin bastard! He said he would be here but NO! I swear to God, I'll kill him! I'll take a dull, rusty spatula and soak it in salt water and then I'll castrate him with it then…"
"Ed, seriously, calm down. I don't think that he is trying to stay away…"Ed cut him off.
"But, what if his is? What if he doesn't want to see me anymore?" tears came to his eyes, "what if he feels that I'll just weigh him down?" He was full out crying by this time and Havoc was scared. What the hell had happened to Ed to do this to him?
"Who will weigh whom down?" A voice asked from the doorway. Ed and Havoc looked over and saw Al. Ed jumped out of bed and ran into his brother's embrace.
"You worked yourself up again." He didn't ask, more stated it. Al pulled Ed's face to look at his and he wiped his face off with a thumb, but more tears came out.
"Now what?" Al asked in concern.
"I…I…I was plotting ways to kill you because you where late." The older alchemist was now gripping Al's shirt and leaning into his brother's chest.
Havoc was more than shocked, he was completely freaked out. What had happened to the old Ed that would have bit your head off for saying anything that might have been offensive?
Al hugged his brother close and walked him to his bed, pulling the covers up to his chest and sitting on the bed next to him.
"Has the doctor come by with the results?"
"No." Ed sniffed the last of his tears and turned so that his head was now resting on his brother's thigh. Al seemed not to care and when right along and started to stroke Ed's bangs out of his face. As if summoned, the doctor walked in along with nurse Liz who was pushing a wheel chair.
"Please come with me, Mr. Havoc. We'll take a walk." She helped him into the chair and moved him out the door. He looked over his shoulder to take a last look at the brothers before he got to far. Ed still lay in bed but Al looked nervous and anxious. The grip on Ed was almost too tight because his knuckles where white. The last thing he saw was the doctor opening a large yellow envelope and pulling out a lab sheet.
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