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A/N: Hello, here comes a new chap. Things are getting heated up…

Chapter three: Cruel fate

There was a loud crack as the window went broken. All of the men jumped up and little Claire woke up looking terrified.

"What's happening?"

"We have to leave now, Claire."

Havoc took sleepy Claire in his lap and the rest of the team got their back as everyone run away from the room. Hawkeye pulled her gun from her pocket and was the last person coming out of Claire's bedroom.

From the window jumped a man with long blond hair and knife in his hand. Riza fling the door shut and the team headed to the kitchen.

"That's good to hear…"

She repeated quietly and took in another deep breath. Breathing was getting harder all the time.

"Lieutenant…you'll be alright."

"Colonel, I don't thi…"

"You will be alright."

His voice was firm and he watched her straight into eyes. There was determination in his eyes. She smiled softly. She loved that look, it made her feel safe. This man…there was something in him, how to describe it? Yes, there was flame inside him, fire that could be seen through his eyes. Eyes really are mirror of soul, she thought quietly.

"Yes, yes sir. You are right."

"I'm not letting you die Hawkeye!"

"Of course not."

She could feel another cough coming through her numb body. Roy hold her tightly in his arms and when she lifted her own hand from her lips she could see there was blood on it, same blood that made her mouth taste like iron.

Isn't the fate cruel? She thought. Only time you can be held by the one you love, that time is before you die. Because no matter what he said, she could feel her mind get slurred and no matter how she trusted him, she was beginning to think this was going to be her last mission.

"Chief, we have caught them. They are now trapped in the living room."

She turned her head to see Havoc, his baby blue eyes looking sad as he dropped on his knees next to them.

"I'm glad you are ok Havoc."

Havoc changed a look with Mustang and took her stained hand in his own.

"Is everyone ok?"

"Yeah, Chief."

"Good."

There was a bang coming from the door. Claire started to cry.

"I'm scared!"

"Don't worry sweetheart, uncle Havoc will take care of you. We aint gonna let them hurt you. "

Little girl hugged Havoc tightly and tried to stop crying.

"I want my mommy."

"Don't worry, it'll be alright."

"You promise?"

"Yeah."

"Did you see the man properly, lieutenant?"

"Yes, sir. Do you think there are many of them?"

"I'm not sure, it depends if they knew we were here or not. Ok men, listen up!"

"Yeah, sir."

"Falman, Breda, you will come with me and we will get them all. Fuery, Havoc, you will stay here and take care of Claire. Hawkeye…"

"Yes, sir?"

Roy seemed to be thinking hardly before he answered.

"You will stay here with Fuery and Havoc."

"But sir!"

"Claire needs protection. We can handle the men outside."

"I refuse."

"Lieutenant…"

"I am your bodyguard, sir. I can't stay here, where I can't keep my eyes on you."

Roy shook his head ready to argue when Havoc opened his mouth.

"Sir, we can manage with Claire, I mean if you and Hawkeye are both there, I don't see how anyone can get through here."

"I agree with him."

Fuery nodded his head and Roy's eyes looked darker, but he agreed.

"Fine. Do everything you can to keep her safe, and use what you have to stop them. We won't lose in front of some tree huggers. This should be easy. Good luck men."

So they went away from kitchen, except Claire, Fuery and Havoc.

Havoc squeezed her hand and there was guilt in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have said it. You hadn't gone out."

"No, Jean, this isn't…"

She coughed and closed her eyes for a second. That made both of the men gasp in terror.

"Hawkeye!"

"Hush, I'm not dead. And this isn't your fault."

She opened her eyes. It took great effort to do that. It was so hard to stay awake…so so hard. She looked the man she loved in the dark eyes and tried to memorize every single line in his face. His face, though now looking restless was comforting. Something she wanted to have in her eyes on her possibly last moments.

They all turned their heads when they heard running steps coming forward. It was Fuery.

"The doctor is coming. Only few minutes."

"Can't he be faster?"

Roy asked with desperate tone.

"They are driving as fast as they can."

Now Fuery too kneeled down next to them. He looked sick as he saw her wound, which was still bleeding. Her blood that was slowly running away from her body, taking her life with it. He was too gentle to be in military, Riza thought once again. Poor boy.

Then she didn't have any more power to keep her eyes open, she slowly fell into darkness.

A/N: Here it was! Sorry, it's not very long. And yes, I know this chapter ended in torturing moment. Wait for the next chapter, there will be more information and maybe even more drama! And one more thing…what do you think, should I stop this after next chap, or do you want more? Review, please!