A/N: Enjoy this next installment in Lynne, Ed, and Al's next adventure! So Long! Oh! Quick hint, this is Apathy, This is Lynne.
Mustang sighed, "What does a twelve year old want with the military?" he asked, plainly pissed off.
Lynne glared and retorted quickly, icy steel in her voice, "Why does a military officer, who thinks he's better than everyone, blab my age to the world?"
Ed snickered quietly.
Mustang's head whipped around to face him, and he looked away, shoulders still shaking from his snickers.
Mustang looked flustered for a second, and then turned back to Lynne. "So my dear niece, how can I help you?" he said, exasperated.
Ed whipped his head around, red faced and choked out, "N-NIECE?!"
Lynne gave them the 'You are SO DEAD' look, and they saw a blush forming on her face. "Yes, I am his niece. Is that so shocking?" she said that last part glaring at Ed.
"No!" he shouted, "I mean-uh-no ma'am." He said, blushing. "N-Not at all…"
She could remember that clearly. She and Edward had laughed about it later, when he apologized a bit embarrassedly, and offered to take her to the library and show her books on alchemy. She accepted happily, and they'd spent the day chatting and demonstrating different techniques.
But that memory faded quickly, and became replaced by a newer memory…
Edward jumped back a good foot and a half. He couldn't believe what he'd just seen. 'It can't be true!' he thought, but when he looked again, there she was.
Lynne was lying on the floor, in a pool of blood, struggling to breathe. She raised her head weakly, and saw his expression. "Ed…ward-!" and then a whole new pool of blood came out of her mouth, as she coughed and . Her back heaved as she vomited, and then with a great shudder, she fell to the ground.
When she re-awoke, her eyes were reddish-violet, and her entire outfit had been changed in a flash of purple alchemic light. She now wore a black tube top, and a pair of Sophie shorts, with a miniskirt over the shorts. Her hair was black, no longer brown…
Lynne stood up slowly, and when she saw Edward staring she cocked her head, and asked "What are you staring at, squirt?"
Ed was too astonished to scream at her. "B-but, Lynne, you…You're a Homunculus! Why didn't you tell me!" His eyes filled with tears, and he fell to his knees. "Y-you can't be…no way…no…I can't believe this…" His eyes flashed with recognition, as he lifted his head to meet her gaze. " You're Envy…aren't you? AREN'T YOU?!"
Now it was her turn to be surprised. "You know my brother? Where is he? What did you do to him?!"
The look in his eyes; that sad, hopeless look in those deep honey-colored eyes…she'd never forget…
That memory was interrupted, by a hand on her shoulder.
She reacted immediately, twisting her body to face the opponent. She let loose a low growl, and then stopped short. It was Edward! Her face contorted into an expression of embarrassment, pain, shock, and sadness. A flush crept into her cheeks and she immediately averted her gaze to the soaked ground at her feet.
'Poor baby, your boyfriend saw you kill someone…Oh well, maybe now he'll leave us alone.'
'Shut up! Get out of my head!'
'Silly girl. You know the only way for me to do that, is to take over your body. That might be helpful though. Good suggestion.'
Lynne felt the familiar tugging sensation of being hot, cold, wet, and dry, all at the same time, and took a deep breath.
'Not now Apathy, I WON'T give up control. GO AWAY!'
That battle over for the moment, she now had the issue of Edward, who had just witnessed her kill someone.
"How long were you there…?" she whispered, barely audible.
Edward smiled and spread his arms wide. Lynne jumped up, and ran into the embrace, with tear-filled eyes, and as he smiled and stroked her back, giving her sobs time to cease, she wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. He held her there for a few minutes, before answering her.
"Just long enough. I'm sorry you killed him, but you tried to warn him first. Don't worry about it. I still love you, ya know."
She lifted her head, eyes still filled with tears. She tilted her head up, closer to his, and he tilted his head down closer to hers. They kissed warmly for a moment, love and support flowing from him into her and making her smile into the intimacy, and they could possibly have stayed that way, had Lynne not given a shudder, and gasping, collapsed onto his chest.
It was quiet for a while, until Ed started screaming. "Lynne! LYNNE! Wake up! Please!" But he got no response…