Conny: Here it is! Love Remains the Same II! After much pressure from readers, and my editor, and surprisingly, my little brother, I started to post the sequel. I would assume that most of you would know how this story will end, considering most of my stories have obvious endings. I hope you enjoy L.R.T.S.2!

DISCLAIMER: IF I'VE SAID IT ONCE, I'VE SAID IT ABOUT...how many stories do I have... *Starts counting*...I'VE SAID IT ABOUT SIX OTHER TIMES! I DO NOT OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST!

(Winry's POV)

"Miss Gibbs?" I slowly let myself into the small apartment, where the Gate Alchemist stays.

"Hello? Come in, I'm in my study." I do as she says. I close the door behind me and walk into the apartment. I haven't been in here in nearly a month. It still looks the same, books sprawled on the floor, papers lying around, tables and counters filled with texts and notebooks and some many more things. I walk past all of it, and enter the even more messy study. In there, I find the brown haired woman writing in a book, having her glasses slack on the bridge of her nose.

"Miss Gibbs?" I say in a small voice, which almost startled her.

"Oh! Hello, Winry! I didn't expect you to visit again. Especially because of what I caused…" Why does she still blame herself for my sadness that day? It wasn't her fault that my time limit was up. It wasn't her fault that I was the one that caused both of mine and Ed's pain.

"Please… don't blame yourself." I held my voice firm and strong, because I have to ask her something.

"Winry, it was many people's faults. But, mostly mine. I was the one that allowed you to traverse to the other side, to see your love again, only to have you torn away after confessing your love for each other…" A light blush clouded my cheeks, I can feel it. I remember all of the kissing, and the promises, and the tears…

"I was the one that asked, Miss G-"

"Etta." I wonder why she wants me to call her by her first name...

"Etta… I was the one that asked if it was possible for me to see Edward one more time. It's all my fault…" I went to sit down in an empty chair near her desk.

"Winry… we can go on and on about whom is at fault, but maybe we should skip to why you have come to visit me again." Thank you, Etta. I look down at my lap, then knit my fingers together. I bit the inside of my lips, but stopped when I realized I was subconsciously trying to stop myself from asking what I wanted.

"I need to know… is it possible to get Ed and Al back to this world?" I must have said it too fast, because her tan face is puzzled.

"Dear… I'm getting old… what was that?" She's not getting old, but I guess I really did say that too fast.

"I want to know… if it was possible… for Ed and Al… to come back home…" I made sure I said all of it slow and clear. I needed to get that out of my system, I needed to know if it was possible.

"Of course, it is possible. But… I need to research more. I need materials. And… there has to be an equivalent for having two boys crossing the Gate… I have to start research, right now." Etta quickly went over to her textbooks. I stayed in my seat, still confused as to why she suddenly chose to help me.

"I'm also a little curious about something…" I let my words float around, wondering if the woman was listening to me.

"Yes?" She questioned, looking through a tattered notebook.

"Wouldn't what you're doing for me something like human transmutation?" I have been thinking about it since the day I left Ed. This would be the forbidden taboo, because it does deal with people.

"Let's put it this way: Bring loved ones back home isn't human transmutation, it's civil service. And I wouldn't mind helping out a good friend like you." Etta looked up from her book and pushed her glasses back up with her index finger.

"Thank you so much, Etta." I grateful smile played across my lips, I truly am happy she's doing this for me.

"Winry… could you please gather a few books for me that's out near the door?" I headed out of the room, then realized I didn't know what to grab. "Studies of the Gate, volumes 4 through 7." That sure was specific, but I went to look in the piles.

I came back with four, one-inch, notebooks in hand.

"Good, good. Put them down." I placed them on the chair I was sitting at, then thought about looking through them quickly, but I was stopped. "An alchemist doesn't allow others to look through their research…" She flipped through another page, then looked up to me with her chocolate brown eyes. "But… if you're curious, go ahead and take a peek. Just don't tell anyone you read my notes." What's with her and making indecisive choices? Either way, I did look through the notes. If Ed were here, which I hope that'll be soon, he would definitely by interested in this. I didn't know the Gate was so many different things. The holder of all information. The path between two worlds. A seeing glass into the soul. And so much more.

"Curious again, how is Edward and Alphonse getting here? It's not like they can just walk through the Gate and say "Hey." She's laughing, which I guess the way I said that was a little funny.

"It would be easier if they were from that side to begin with. But I'm going to assume that their counterparts have already passed, or else that would have corrupted the time/space continuum. Thus causing a problem with both worlds, and natural forces would have to rid itself of the foreign copies." Um… I don't really understand what the heck you just said. Explain, in simpler detail, please? I guess she could read my mind because Etta set her book down and looked right at me. "If the Winry from that world came here, you would find that odd, correct?" I nodded, because having another me would really be weird. "Well, not only you would find that strange, everyone and everything would, also. Natural forces, let's say God for that, would be on the same idea as everyone else. God would probably try to get rid of one of the two. Most likely the foreigner." She waits to see if I understand better, which I sort of do. I nod for her to continue, but it seems like she's trying to figure out what to say next. "Either way, it's fairly hard to get an entire being through the Gate. I've only managed to allow a soul to cross and be solid there for a set amount of time. It's hard enough to do even that…" Now that I think about it, what would be the equivalent to having two boys cross the Gate and permanently stay?

"Etta… what can I give to have them come back?" Before, when I visited Ed, I agreed that I would go, but had to allow my body to fall into a coma. My body was nearly shutdown when I came back, though. I could have died if I wasn't pulled out in time.

"Winry… I'll find something. I'm sure I will. You won't have to do much, nor would you give either." She turned back to her notes and quickly skimmed through. Grabbing the book I had in my hands, the brunette looked through it and tossed it aside. "That's not it…" She grabbed the others and read through them, also.

"Could I help with anything?" Setting the current book in her hands on the desk, Etta took off her glasses and looked to me. Strangely, her chocolate brown eyes seemed to darken.

"I don't want you to do anything rash, ok? I'm sure you want to have Ed and Al back here, but don't do anything too drastic for those boys." I'm not sure what to say to her. I want to have them back, I want them here with me; I'd do anything for them to return home. "I'm warning you, just don't." She turned from threatening to nice. "But tea and something to eat would be lovely." I went into her kitchen, which wasn't as messy as the rest of the house. There wasn't much in the refrigerator, nor in the cabinets. I found some bread and cheese, and I did find tea, so I melted cheese over the bread and brewed tea. I came back with it all, only to find Etta was already sleeping. I suppose it was late. I did come here around nine at night. And…what time is it? I looked around the house until I found a clock, and it read ten.

"I suppose I could stay here. It's a bit late to call and ask Gracia if I could stay with her." I went over to the guest room, which was the same as before, messy. This was the room that I used when I last visited. When I went to see Ed and Al. "Good night…" I'm not sure who I was saying that to, but whoever it was, I hope they heard it.

Conny: Many of you probably saying, "Why cut off now?" Am I correct? Well, this story is going to be a little long. And it'll be switching between characters, so please pay attention. And also, I am going by a schedule now. This story will have a new chapter on Fridays. I'm not making ANY exceptions, unless I will be unable to post on the designated day. Which, I'm guessing the only thing stopping me from posting on Friday is my mom telling me "You're grounded from your laptop!" which has happened before... Anyways, please review. Tell me you'll be back next time for Ed's First Chapter.