Author's Note:
Ok, here we go. I don't own fma if I did...Edward...heh (you understand). XD Anyway, I hope you are enjoying my story. I'm doing my best; I'm really new at fanfiction, but I have done some writing before, so it should be pretty goot, so please do your best to enjoy it, it is all for you (and me too.)
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Chapter Two
Bedside Whispers
Edward moaned. He felt as if a fire was consuming his entire body, as shivers raced up and down his spine in waves. He couldn't decide whether he was freezing or burning. Squeezing his eyes shut in a futile attempt to ease the pain, Edward tried to remember where he was and what was happening. For a moment he was ten years old again, and undergoing the strenuous surgery required for his body to accept the automail arm and leg that Winry and granny Pinako had engineered for him. Then, suddenly, he was back at Central Hospital rushed in from one of his many fights with the Homunculi, when he had suffered a serious head wound. He spun onward through a sting of memories of painful experiences, alternately muttering and shrieking as his body tried to combat the strange new enemy in his blood. One more true memory passed by, and then the fever induced hallucinations began. The bed spun underneath Edward, tossing and turning, finally throwing his small, exhausted mind into fitful unconsciousness.
"Poor kid. He isn't physically strong enough to cope with the fever and the vaccine at the same time. Whatever cost him his limbs also cost him any kind of stable constitution."
"There was nothing else we could do. If we didn't give him the vaccine he wouldn't have had a chance. In that state he wouldn't have lasted for a day, even if he hadn't already caught It."
"He still has a large chance of dying." The young woman distractedly massaged her hands together.
"You see that Automail? I've heard that the surgery that is needed for the nerves to last along with the artificial nerve signal transmitters, and for the body to not physically reject the fake limb is so straining that some people have died trying to force their bodies beyond their own limits. This boy survived all that, and the recuperation. He doesn't seem like a quitter."
"But still..."
"Shhhh, we've done all we can. All that's left is for us to pray. Go home and get some sleep." The woman nodded and rose. With a last concerned gaze at the fitfully dreaming form in the bed, shrugged into her parka and stepped out of the door and into the sleet.
The man smiled and turned back to Edward. "You're lucky, boy. First time I've seen her care about someone in a long while. The fact that she likes you could have bought you some extra time. I wish, for her sake, you weren't really a State Alchemist."
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I survived the (from last chap)TINY Edward attack(do you think I might be tempting fate here?)
Heh heh heh. The suspense! Hope you enjoyed. And yes, I know that I am making really short chapters, but I can if I want to, it is my fanfic. Short chapters are nice as well, like if you've only got a little while to read you can finish a chapter real quick, and then it is easy to remember where you left off. Any ways, you must review! I don't know whether it is interesting or not and tips would be more than welcome! Please review! Love yalls. Ooh, sum thin funny; somebody on youtube said that they got hit by a car while running around in their Edo cosplay costume! Laughed my head off when I saw that! XD
Much lurv, AllE K.
