When Ed's eyes opened, his arm was also unattached, and he stared vaguely at the figure in the chair beside the bed, calmly reading a book. For a moment his mind was fuzzy as he tried to place what the hell Zolf Kimblee was doing in his bedroom, but then the pervious night flooded back and with a strangled gasp he tried to sit up. Kimblee calmly reached over and gave his chest a push with one tattooed palm, sending Edward, already unbalanced, falling backwards. He lay there, breathing hard, and Kimblee calmly turned a page. Edward slowly moved his good arm and leg, and wondered what had been done with his limbs.

"Kimblee…" he croaked and Kimblee turned to look at him, placing the book on the table. Edward tried to move away as Kimblee leaned over him and screamed, more in surprise than anything else, but still, screamed when Kimblee licked his arm port. He inched away, but nothing else happened, and Kimblee made a face, then put a cup to Edward's mouth. Remembering the taste from before, he clenched his teeth, but found his nose held shut. After taking a drink, he deduced it was just water, and took another. Kimblee took the cup away and set it back down, then went back to the book in his hands.

Edward stared at the ceiling… was he still in Archer's house? If so, the place was going to hell, there was an odd crack on the ceiling, and brownish spots of water damage… and what was Kimblee doing in his superior's house? Edward feel into a daze, but could hear bits of conversation outside the door.

"fe..r .. …… ..rse" Kimblee's voice whispered. Edward moaned and rubbed his aching forehead. He could see stars floating in the air, and had a distinct pain around his ports. He fell back asleep.

(AU: Okay, all those periods do prepresent something, they're deleted letters... Its supposed to represent that he's not hearing so well... I did not pass out on the keyboard. xp

I'm really not sure what to continue... i tend to start so many things, if I have a sotry you are eagarly awaiting more to, please tell me so i know what to tackle next...

My dear darkness, i can always count on you to comment can't I? grin)