A/N: As you know I don't own any of the FMA characters and such. Aren't disclaimers fun? If you have a suggestion please tell me. EDIT: I am switching the story to 3rd person. I know it will be annoying to read from 3rd person to 1st and such but please bare with me I have 15 pages to edit…Thanks

"Hello? Colonel Leo Aden speaking…" said a very bored looking woman. She was leaning back in her chair with her feet propped up on her desk and idly scribbling on a paper. Her bright blue eyes were half closed and her light brown hair was flowing around her face, ironically, almost resembling lion's mane.

"Hello sir, it's second Lieutenant Ross. Sir, I wanted to make sure you knew that the transfers from Central are coming today," Said the female voice on the other side.

"Yes, I know, I've seen their files. Mustang's coming here, huh?" she asked while looking at a standard military photo of the famous Flame Alchemist.

"Yep good luck with him. I have to go, goodbye." Ross said abruptly before hanging up. Leo stared blankly at the phone for a minute.

"Good luck? What's that supposed to mean…" she muttered before hanging up the phone and attempting to take an afternoon nap.

An hour later she found herself at the train station, waiting for the new arrivals. Much to her annoyance her boss had ordered her to be part of the 'welcome comity' for the group. She signed, sat on a bench and waited. An hour later she was standing to leave when the train finally rolled in.

"About time…" She walked over to the train but kept out of the crowd which was a mix of people preparing to pile onto the train and people ready to welcome those arriving. "Oh god no…" she spotted Alex Louis Armstrong the Strong Arm Alchemist towering over the crowd. He pushed through the crowd and in a flurry of show swept her into a bear hug. "C-a…n't ….bre …. ath…." she wheezed, her eyes dangerously close to bursting from their sockets.

"Colonel Leo it's so wonderful to see you!" the man exclaimed before putting her down and shoving her toward a group of people dressed in military uniforms. "Meet Colonel Roy Mustang, 1st Lieutenant Hawkeye…" While the Armstrong continued the introductions Leo attempted to get the oxygen back into her brain.

"Hi…" she wheezed with a small smile and received sympathetic smiles from the group, most of whom she already knew.

Armstrong grabbed the group's luggage and Leo led them to the cars.

"So I hear your title has been changed," Colonel Mustang said. He was sitting in the front passenger's seat, next to Leo who was driving. Hawkeye, a blond woman who was known for her sharp shooting; Havoc, a blond man who always had a cigarette in his mouth; and a scrawny black haired man Leo hadn't caught the name of were sitting in the back.

"Yes, the Crimson Blade Alchemist. It was changed after the war." She did not take her eyes off the road and mainly answered the rest of his questions with yes or no answers. And then out of the blue he said:

"I don't know I liked Silver Fire Alchemist much better," He was referring to Leo's old title.

"Sorry, you'll have to take it up with the Führer."

"Why was it fire anyways? I thought your main alchemy was metal…"
"It is but the first day the Führer saw me was during the practical part of the alchemy exam and I happened to use fire. He said it was fitting."

"Why the change?"
"What is this Mustang sixty questions." She asked turning to glare at him.

"Maybe…Hey watch were you're driving!" he yelled and pointed. Leo swerved and barley missed a light post. She ignored him for the rest of the drive. When they got back to HQ she signaled some men over to take care of their bag before leaving them to fend for themselves. She went to the safety of her office where she found a large cup of hot coffee sitting on her desk.

"Thank you May…" she said smiling over to the nineteen year old girl who worked for her. May was pretty, with innocent green eyes, a heart shaped face and dark blond hair. She continually baffled Leo because she was never unhappy or rude. When she had first come to the office her perkiness had bothered Leo but soon she got used to the girls constant state of happy and eventually the two even became close friends.

"No problem Colonel." she smiled brightly and went back to her work.

Later that week Leo was sitting at her desk attempting to get a pencil stuck in the ceiling tiles.

"Pretty nice place you have here…" a deep male voice said from the door.

"So glad you like it." She replied dryly, not bothering to look away from the ceiling as she finally in lodged a pencil. After a moment she glanced over to the door and realized Roy was still there. "Something I can help you with," she asked taking her feet off the desk and sitting up straight.

"Actually you can…" Mustang paused with a smirk plastered on his face, "I have a few letters and papers I was asked to give you." He handed her a file about and inch thick. This she hadn't taken a good look at him before but she now noticed the subtle changes of his features since she'd last seen him. He no longer had that lost look in his onyx eyes and his facial features seemed sharper, as if the softness of youth had left him. With a grin he broke her daze before leaving. She saw him winking at the new secretary in the hallway as the girl slipped him a piece of paper with most likely her number.

"Remind me why I work here," she muttered miserably to herself.