Disclaimer: So, as you should guess, I do not own FMA or get any money from writing this.

A/N: Here you go, chapter 2. I hope you like it.

Chapter two:Order

"Now, is everyone here?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good. Now, let's get going. We will use my car."

The group of men and woman walked to the parking lot and got into a black car. Colonel Mustang sat to the passenger's seat as lieutenant Hawkeye was the driver and the rest of the Mustang team stuffed to the backseats. They started their journey to General White's house, or more like a mansion. The house had two floors, it was painted white and it had a nice garden full of exotic flowers. When they jumped out of the car, General White was waiting for them.

He was tall man with blue eyes and toffee-colored hair. The man was wearing nervous smile while he walked towards them.

"I assume that you are the famous team Mustang. I am Markus White."

"Colonel Roy Mustang. These are my men, Breda, Falman, Fuery, Havoc and Hawkeye. Pleasure to meet you General, even when it's because of such an unfortunate situation."

Roy shook his hand and Riza had to hide her proud smile. Who would have thought that this polite, confident and professional man was the same one that had just been complaining about paperwork and gossiping with his men last night at office? Roy could change his image completely without any trouble and it was always working for his benefit. He definitely had right personality for a fuehrer.

"Let's go inside, shall we? My wife and daughter are waiting there."

"Excellent idea, sir."

The whole group moved inside the house where they were led to the big, pale yellow living room. They sat to the brown leather couches and were told to wait for awhile. General White left the room.

"Wow, it looks like it really is worth it to work as a General."

"Well Havoc, I bet his paycheck beats yours."

Breda grinned.

"I think it isn't polite to talk about his paycheck while we are on duty, right boys?"

"Yes, Lieutenant."

Men were busy to answer as they saw her fingers running the side of her blue jacket. They knew full well were she kept her guns hidden. And though she would never shoot them, she could easily make them run for their lives.

General White came back and with him came his wife and daughter. His wife was maybe 40-year old pretty brunette and his daughter, the little Claire was small, she had blue eyes and light brown hair, which was put onto two piggy tails.

"This is my wife Margaret and this is my daughter Claire. She is seven years old."

"I'm colonel Mustang and this is my team, nice to meet you. We will take good care of you Claire."

Roy smiled to the girl who was shyly holding her mother's hand.

"Lieutenant, this is an order! Open your eyes now."

"Colonel, I don't think that will help…"

"Shut up Havoc! Lieutenant, if you hear me open your eyes."

Oh, so it was him, yes, of course it was. Who else it could have been? An order… She had never disobeyed his straight order. She had to…what was it again? Her mind was going foggy, every single thought a little harder. She felt like sleeping. Oh yes, the order…open…open your eyes…

"Lieutenant, please…"

She heard his voice, it was quiet, desperate. Almost inaudible under the noises around. She struggled to open her amber eyes. Her eyelids felt so heavy…

When she got her eyes open she could see her commanding officer was holding her in his lap wearing shocked expression. His onyx eyes were looking at her with concern and his arms were tightly around her.

"Lieutenant…are you hurting much?"

Was she? No…she didn't feel pain, she was numb. Why was he asking? She didn't feel anything.

"No, I'm fine…"

It was hard to form syllables for some reason.

"Why are your hands red, sir?"

Roy looked like breaking. His eyes had pain in them and he didn't answer. Instead he gazed down. She followed his gaze and realized. Or should she say remembered. Her stomach was bleeding, staining her black turtleneck shirt. She closed her eyes again.

"We will leave her into your handle. My wife is going to travel to her parents and I have to go and watch how the work is going on. We are starting to saw the trees tonight."

"Yes, we will protect your daughter sir. Madam."

"They have her only over my dead body!"

Havoc joined in and young Fuery opened his mouth too.

"I'm sure they won't get into the house as long as we are here. Don't worry about it."

"Yes, we will take care of her."

Mrs. White looked like she was going to burst in tears. She hugged Roy and Havoc looked little jealous.

"Thank you Colonel, please keep your word. She is our only one, my treasure. I don't know what to do if something happens to her because of those terrible people."

"Don't worry Mrs. I'm sure they will be caught soon."

"Mummy, why are you crying? They said they will keep me safe."

"I'm not crying sweetie. Please be nice to mister Mustang and the others."

"Sure mummy, tell Granny and Grandpa that I miss them. And say that I want to come to their place soon, 'kay?"

"Yes darling. See you later, mummy loves you."

Mrs. White hugged her daughter and then her husband tapped her shoulder.

"Come on Margaret, the train to East is leaving soon. We don't want you to be late, right? Bye Claire, dad will come home later. You should show our visitors your room."

"Yes daddy, see you soon! Have a good day in work!"

General White and his wife left and Claire turned towards the team. Her eyes were curious.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I am Riza Hawkeye. I work at the military like your father."

"Riza…that's a weird name…Why are you working in the military? You are a lady."

"Well, you see, I want to be useful for my country and I have someone to protect."

"Do you mean me?"

"Yes, you too."

"Okay, hey do you like ponies?"

"Ponies? Eh…I…"

Riza looked at her comrades, she didn't really have an opinion of ponies. And she really wasn't used to talk with children. She was happy as Fuery came to help

"Lieutenant has a dog. Do you like dogs?"

"Yeah, I love doggies! What is your dog's name?"

"Black Hayate."

"Oh? Where is Black Hayate now?"

"He is with my friend, Rebecca."

"Oh…wanna see my room?"

"Colonel?"

"Yes, it would be nice to see it Claire, why don't you show us the way?"

"Ok, come uncle Fuery, come lady Riza."

Girl took their hands and pulled them with her to the upstairs while the rest of the group followed them. Claire's room was pink and full of soft animals. It had two big windows with red curtains. Claire showed her toys and drawings to them looking excited. Surprisingly Havoc was getting along with her best of them all, even better than Fuery. He explained that he had always wished to have siblings, but never got them.

The group sat on the floor and Claire's bed. They spent almost all of the evening there, leaving only when Claire (and Breda) wanted to have evening snack. Then Hawkeye was ordered to watch that Claire brushed her teeth and stuff. After Claire had put on her baby blue pajama, Falman read her a story and she went to sleep. The men didn't leave the room; after all, now the time was up, it had been two days since the phone call.

But nothing happened. It was quiet, only thing that could be heard was their breathing.

"I bet they chickened and no one will come."

"You can't know that Breda. Though it would be nice."

"Do you think we should just keep one person up, so that the rest of us can sleep chief?"

"Well, it seems to be quit peaceful now, I can't see why not. Who will stay up first?"

"I can do that, sir. I'm not tired yet."

"Ok, Hawkeye, wake someone up after few hours."

"Yes, colonel."

"…Lieutenant."

"Yes?"

"Promise that you won't stay up more than you should. You won't be useful if you are tired."

In his eyes there was this message: I know you too well, don't I? And Riza smiled as she nodded her head.

"I promise. Goodnight colonel."

"Goodnight everyone."

"Night."

"Goodnight."

"Same to you."

For awhile everything was just peaceful and silence was only broken by the men's snoring. Then right when the clock was showing midnight Riza saw a shadow behind the window.

"Is everyone else alright?"

Silence.

"Colonel, answer me."

Riza opened her eyes and saw the colonel nodding quietly. She took a deep breath, coughing quietly. She felt the metal taste of blood in her mouth but smiled a little.

"That's good…"

A/N: Here was the chapter two, I hope you liked it. I'm sorry, I know the story is maybe going little slowly, but it is necessary, so that you get to know everything that happened. Thanks from all the reviews for the first chapter, please give some for this one too Until next chap then!