Disclaimer: I don't own full metal alchemist but I am working on this plan and yeah it will soon be mine! muahahahahahahaha! okay now I'm done so on with the fic.

Chapter Two

It was quarter to one and Roy mustang stood outside of Mr. Thompson's diner his hands shoved into the pockets of his black jeans. No need to say that he was early, his black, long-sleeved t-shirt covered his body, but it still lightly defined his muscle tone. rocking back on his heels Roy took a deep breath and spit it back out through his lips causing a slight popping noise. Finally he spotted Riza making her way acrossed the street towards him. he had to admit the lieutenant colonel looked good with her hair down.

"Good afternoon General Mustang.'" she greeted, a slight playfulness entering her voice, "You're early...for once."

"Yeah, well I'm still getting over the last warning you gave me for being late."

Riza chuckled lightly at the General's antics and led the way into the restraunt, picking a booth in the far corner away from all the teenagers and nosy couples.

"So did you hear about that "magician" that is coming to Central tomorrow?" questioned the blonde officer

"Yeah, sounds like a waste of money if you ask me." replied Roy examining the menu for the most appealing option.

"I think it's just going to cost us more time and aggravation."

A waitress came up to them holding her notepad tightly, "Hello my name is Wi-er-Lacey, and I'll be you server tonight. What would you folks like to drink this evening?"

Roy looked up and smirked seductively at the poor girl, "Coffee please, black."

"The same, just one teaspoon of sugar and a little creamer, please."

"Yes ma'am oh...would you like to order now or would you like some time to think about it?'

"Well need some time, please and thank you." said Riza smiling politely at the blonde waitress.

"Is it just me or does she look familiar?"

"Hmmm...who?"

"The waitress?"

Roy glanced over at the young blonde woman,"Um... now that you say something she does look familiar." murmured Roy staring for a moment longer before returning to his menu.

(Winry's POV)

I hurried back to the registers with the two officers' meal orders, my heart pounding frantically on my chest.

My friend Jessica came over to me her eyes wide, "Are you okay Winry?" she asked brushing a stray piece of hair out of her face, her expression open, curiosity pouring from the girl like water.

"Shhhhh!" I hissed, waving her into the hallway that stood between the kitchen and the registers, "You see the people in the back in booth sixteen?"

The brunette girl peeked around the corner of the wall and almost instantaneously turned back to me her brown eyes sparkling. "Yes!" she whispered, barely containing the excitement in her voice.

"Well," I started; You remember that military job I applied for?"

She nodded her head encouraging me to continue.

"Well, those people are my superiors; I'm going to be part of their unit."

"Wow" Jess's voice was filled with awe as her eyes sparkled, "You really made it!"

A loud clanging of chimes from the door way made my head jerk up in surprise. Jessica, upon hearing the chimes headed to the register to greet the new customer.

I felt my stomach flip-flopping in terror as the man pulled out a pistol from his black jacket, and fired it into the ceiling, "Everyone on the floor, hands where I can see them! If any of you so much as twitch in the wrong way, I'll shoot you!" he screamed firing the iron pistol again.

My hands instinctively flew up to my ears to shield them from the sound, and I immediately fell to the floor suppressing my scream of terror as he pointed the gun at Jessica.

Jessica was clutching at her chest tears streaming down her face, innocent brown eyes wide in fear.

"Get the money for me girlie, and no one has to get hurt" growled the masked man flicking his hand towards the cashbox, as if in encouragement.

Jessica, however was too frightened to even move, and she remained frozen in the same spot as he advanced towards her.

"I said GET THE MONEY BITCH!" he screamed getting right into her face. the brunette merely whimpered as the man placed his gun next to her temple, "I swear if you don't move, I'll blow your brains out girlie." he growled impatiently

I knew I had to do something...right that moment! I leapt out of my hiding spot in the hallway, pulling the clips out of my hair as I moved stealthily behind the man. Finally pulling out my elastic hair band, I stretched it between my thumb and fore finger, aiming at the back of his head and releasing.

He spun around his beady eyes focusing on me," You BITCH!!" he spat pointing his gun at me," I hope you enjoy dying as much as I enjoy killing you."

With the iron pistol only inches from my head I scrunched my eyes close and waited for the impact of the bullet, but it never came.

A gun sounded from further across the room and I slitted my eyes already knowing who my savior was. Riza stood adjacent to one of the many potted plants in the restaurant the smoking gun still in her hand. I was amazed by her beauty even in this gruesome scene, as he golden strand cascaded over her shoulders, her fierce sepia eyes containing a protective glare that was trained on the man that now lay dead in front of me. Shaking my head I hurried over to Jessica pulling the trembling girl into my arms, and she in turn clung to me for dear life sobbing uncontrollably.

I rubbed small circles into her back trying to calm and sooth the girl, rocking slightly back and forth, in an attempt to still my racing heart. I had just survived my first brush with death out of many more that I would have to encounter in the rest of my lifetime.

After the police were done collecting information I was finally allowed to leave. I draped my designer coat over my arms stepping out into the refreshingly chilly, early spring air. I had gotten only a few paces away from the restaurant when a black car pulled up beside me the passenger side window down allowing me to see who was n the car. I let out a gasp of surprise as I realized that Riza was the one sitting behind the wheel.

"Would you like a ride Miss Rockbell?" she asked using my sur name, making me feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Please call me Winry, and I'd love a ride Miss Hawkeye!" and without any further hesitation I jumped into the car my heart fluttering wildly in my chest.

TBC

chappie two complete! Squee!!!!!

Jumps around in a circleI am so proud of My self! so read and review People! and I will love you forever! thank you to all who reviewed chapie on and kept me motivated!