A/N: Alright, chappie 2, You ready for this? (sorry it's so short)

Chapter 2

"Hey Edward, you've got another letter from Roy." First lieutenant Riza Hawkeye called, her hair awfully shiny today. Ed might have quit the military over a year ago, but he still liked to hang out with the crew that served under Roy. Riza grinned, "I don't know what's going on with you two, since you've been getting a lot of letters recently, but let me warn you this. Don't let whatever it is get in and over your head," She said, handing the letter to Ed. He snatched it up, and blshing, he ran out of the room. Edward grinned, then opened the letter. It read:

Dear Ed,

I know it's been a while since I wrote last, but a lot's been going on. I'll be visiting in a week, so get ready. The war's been getting bad again, so I won't be able to write until then. I love you, and I hope I'll see you soon.

~Roy

Ed smiled, held the letter close, and walked back into the office. Some of the staff reported seeing him "glowing". The next few days passed by in nervous anticipation. The war had indeed gotten a lot worse, with an estimated 1,500 soldiers, and counting, dead. Edward walked into the office that day, smiling, waiting to be greeted by a cheery mood, but alas, there was none. When Ed felt the sadness creep around him, he started to grow curious.

"What happened?" Ed's voice rang in the solemn silence.

"I'm so sorry Edward…" Riza Hawkeye answered, "…just so sorry."

"What? What's wrong?" Ed asked again, his voice starting to rise. Riza walked over to him and pulled him into a tight embrace. Edward felt something warm and we hit his shoulder. Ed started to realize that something terrible had happened.

"I'm sorry Ed it's Roy, he's….dead."