AN: I was told by my email friends that this is cheesy. I highly agree. I'm really sorry if this died and I'M REALLY SORRY ITS SO SHORT OH MY GOD ITS ONLY LIKE 511 WORDS!
Anyways, sorry for the drama and the cheesiness. Please review and say whether or not I should rewrite this cuz I don't want to but it may need it. You know what I'll just make it a poll. Now how do I do that...
Soulless, signing off!
Riza's military issue combat boots clacked on the pristine white tiles of the hospital floor. She briskly strode after the small doctor scurrying in front of her. The Colonel had sent her in his stead, used to the fact that most missions landed Edward in a hospital. She sighed inwardly. Can't those brothers do anything that doesn't place them in harms way? She knew the answer was no, but she was still exasperated at how many times they had come close to death. She didn't let it show, but it scared her to see the boys in so much danger at their age. They shouldn't have to deal with the military until later in life, if not at all.
The doctor in front of her swerved the the left and opened a door to talk to someone. She heard Edward respond and the doctor closed the door again.
He talked hurriedly and softly to her. "Please don't strain him, he's been through a lot." Riza almost snorted. She knew how much they'd been through.
She walked up to the door and opened it, just as Edward said "I can't see anything..."
She froze. Al froze. Ed was holding his face in his hands and blinking repeatedly. She saw his breathing speed up. His rasps filled the small room. Still she was frozen. Ed broke the silence. He let out a piercing scream and started thrashing in his bed. She saw blood seep onto the sheets as his wounds reopened. Finally her ice thawed.
"Alphonse! Go fetch a doctor!" She demanded, already running towards Edward. Al stood up stiffly and ran out the still open door, slamming it behind him. The sound only drove Ed further into hysterics. He was beyond comfort. Beyond reasoning. All that drove him was fear. She sensed more pain pour into his screams as more blood came rushing out onto the bed. She held his arms down and started whispering into his ear. His eyes were wide and staring, but unfocused, as if dazed. Tears were streaming down his face and onto the pillows. Still he screamed. She tapped his struggling flesh arm and he flinched, his pained shrieks faltering for a moment.
That was all it took. She quickly whispered his name in his ear and he made a conscious effort to get back into control. His bloodied chest was heaving and his sightless eyes were darting around the room. His fists were clenched and a faint rasping came from behind his teeth. She continued the whispers.
"Be calm. Al needs you. You can't help him unless you think." He whimpered, "No, I can't help him... I failed!" He gulped air quickly into his lungs, his arms still tense under her hands.
Riza nearly sighed in exasperation, but she held her soft whispering steady. "You didn't fail Edward, you only fail if you give up hope. Never give up your hope. Stay strong. Now hush."
She gently touched his cheek and he visibly flinched, then settled back into his crimson-stained bed and soundlessly started to cry.
