"Think we'll make it?" Hawkeye asked as she checked the distance between herself and the truck they were aiming for.
Mustang grunted a little as he thought, peering around the red brick wall they were pressed flat against.
"I don't know," He replied glumly, dark eyebrows knitted together. Even if they did make it to the vacant Honda, there was no guarantee it would work, and if not then they were truly screwed.
"Well we'll never know unless we try, and we have to get back to the others quickly," He growled, clicking the gun in his hand and checking the streets.
"On my mark, get ready to run for your fucking life,"
"One,"
Hawkeye clicked her gun, a bead of sweat trickled down her pale face.
"Two,"
Mustang's grip on his gun was so tight his knuckles went white.
"Three!"

Charging around the corner, the two rather unclean looking adults didn't bother to look around them as they sped towards the truck, grabbing the handles and tugging at them, both freezing as the doors did not open.
"Fuck!" Mustang yelled angrily as he tugged frantically on the door handle, praying to every God that the door open up. "Fuck!"
Hawkeye's face paled as she heard familiar groans, the stench of rotting flesh making the hairs of her nostrils curl.
"Roy! They're coming!" She said, watching as the man still tugged at the door handle, that was still refusing to budge.
"I know! I know!"
They had to think fast, otherwise they were as good as dead. It was a stupid idea to even consider leaving the base, but they had to, they had to try and save their friends. It had been months since they had even dared venture outside, and supplies were running thin, they needed a vehicle so they could get around easier, and this was the first thing they found as they searched the streets for something that wasn't beaten up or didn't work.

"Alright fuck this!" Hawkeye growled as they couldn't open the locked doors, going around to the driver's side and raising the handle of her pistol in to the air and slamming it in to the glass.
The glass shattered upon impact, falling to pieces around the two and sending off an echoing smash that rang out through the empty streets.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" Mustang shouted in anger as the woman ignored her bleeding hand and unlocked the truck, scrambling inside. "Now you've ruined the truck, hurt your hand and they'll find us any minute!"
Hawkeye shot the man a glare and he closed his mouth, following her inside and sitting in the driver's seat. He knew better than to argue about who was going to drive.
"My hand is nothing compared to how much we need this truck," The blonde woman hissed as she shut the doors and locked them all, grabbing a pair of pliers from her combat trouser pocket and crouching down, pulling away the dashboard and beginning to work, Mustang readying his gun and checking the streets.

Suddenly, the engine burst in to life and Hawkeye sat up, looking in to the rear-view mirror, narrowing her eyes as she finally felt the pain in her hand and slammed down on the reverse peddle, turning the wheel and speeding off down the streets.
"And besides, we can always replace the window," The woman said, letting down her golden hair as they drove off out of the empty city. "Fuery has always been good with cars…"
Mustang couldn't argue, but he couldn't help but look at her wounded hand, blood trickling across the leather steering wheel and on to the carpet. He grunted a little and reached for the glove compartment in front of him, opening it up and smiling a little as he noticed a small medical kit sitting inside. Taking it out, he opened it up and drew out a long white bandage and some anti septic cream. Gently taking Hawkeye's wrist off of the steering wheel, he began to tend to the wound as the woman drove the automatic truck.

Hawkeye glanced at the dark haired male for a moment or two before the faintest smile swept across her features and she looked back at the road, driving off towards a small base a few miles from the dead city.

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Authors Note: Kind of short and not very informative, but it was written upon a whim and I rather like it. I will continue with this story so don't you worry about that. Please don't forget to R it's much appreciated -

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fullmetal Alchemist characters used in this story.