Next chapter tis up and chapter 5 should be following shortly. Been pretty ill the past week and havent had the energy to do much.

Chapter 4

It had taken some coaxing to convince her to use the bathroom in order to shower and change but eventually she agreed. When she emerged about half an hour later he was in the kitchen preparing two cups of hot tea. The woman was dressed in some of his own clothes- an slightly over-sized t-shirt and pyjama pants that were cinched up around her thin waist. They weren't the most flattering clothes in the world but they were dry. He had taken a moment for himself while she showered to shrug out of his own wet clothes and into some warm, dry ones. She still seemed timid and on edge but managed his most encouraging smile as she entered the kitchen.

"Tea?" He asked as he handed her the steaming mug.

Riza looked at him suspiciously before accepting, murmuring a thank you. Taking his own cup, he offered her a seat on the couch in his small living room. The two sat across from each other, Roy taking a sip of his tea before setting it down on a table beside him.

"Can you tell me what happened today?" He asked calmly, trying to keep his voice soft and easy sounding. He wanted to know everything. Asking a million questions all at once. Right here. Right now but he knew better. Situations like this were delicate and had to be treated as such. He couldn't rush her.

Riza stared down at the mug between her hands, watching the steam swirl about the top of the cup. When she finally spoke her voice was low, he had to strain to hear her.

"I don't know. I really don't. There were some men, they had a gun and tried to kill me..." She had come to terms with the fact this man wasn't going to kill her. He wasn't associated with them and was more or less genuinely trying to help her. For some reason she believed she could trust him. Taking a shaky breathe, she paused before continuing to recall the broken bits of her memory. "I ran. I really don't remember anything. You probably think I'm lying, but I don't even know who I am. Why are they trying to kill me?" Her eyes lifted from the cup and met his intense gaze.

Roy shook his head slowly, he didn't have an answer to some of those. "I'm not sure why, but I can tell you. I do know you, I don't think your lying. Your name is Riza. Riza Hawkeye. Your a lieutenant under me. My aide..." He spoke slowly so not to overwhelm her. He didn't want to shock her anymore than she already was but also hoped knowing this would bring her memories back.

She nodded slightly, taking it in. Her expression turned to a frown in disappointment. "I suppose at this point you could feed me anything at all and expect me to believe it because I couldn't know any better? Shame on you... Do you have any idea what this is like! " He voice shook in anger and frustration. Her hands that held the cup, trembled. The fact that she couldn't separate truth from lies was frustrating, how could it be that conveniently this man finds her after everything that happened and knows her to be some officer in the military- under him no less!

Her words shocked him, she didnt believe him? Roy didnt know how to reply.

Riza took another breath, calming herself again.

"Listen. I appreciate all your help. Thank you for the tea, if you don't mind Ill be leaving now." Setting the untouched mug down she stood up only to be stopped by Mustang.

"No, no. Please don't leave. I truely am being honest. You've been in the Military with me since Ishval! You promised you'd be there to protect my back? You have no memories of any of this?" He didn't touch her, he stood leaving a short space between the two bodies. He could feel his heart racing as he tried desperately to make her remember.

"Protect you? I'm sure I have no idea what your talking about. I'm sorry." Her voice sounded nonchalant and only a little sympathetic to this persistence. Riza side stepped the man who only proceeded to mimic her movement causing her path to become blocked again. Perhaps he was being honest but her defences were up and on high alert. She couldn't help it.

Mustang was getting frustrated, how could she have forgotten everything that they had been through together? Too many questions and no answers, he could only imagine what she was going through right now. "Alright, Its okay, although I would feel better if I knew you were safe Riza. Would you at least stay the night here? Tomorrow morning I promise Ill take you back home."

Riza hesitated but slowly managed a nod, the idea of being outside while there was someone after her sent icy chills down her spine. She nodded slowly and saw Mustangs face relax instantly. Even if he chose to feed her false information, he wasnt trying to kill her. He had done nothing to her to betray the trust she had given so far.

Roy, half expecting her to make a run for it again was surprised when Riza took a seat back on the couch, folding her hands in her lap and staring down at them in thought. He wanted to ask what she was thinking about but thought better. If she wanted to talk, she would. He took a seat beside her on the couch and leaned back, giving her time to contemplate without him constantly watching her like a hawk.

"...Roy?" Her voice came out soft and unsure. The way she spoke his name made him smile, it was a nice change from the formalities they were usually accustomed to at work. He lifted his head from the chair and gave her a curious look. Her gaze was still focused on her lap. "Do you think it's possible that my memories will return? I can't distinguish anything! It scares me to know that I'm helpless against it."

Roy leaned forward, propping his one elbow on his knee and resting his chin in his hand as he addressed her. At the sound of his movement, Riza finally lifted her head noting the seriousness of his face as he spoke. "I promise you that no matter what it takes, I'll help you remember everything. You have my word as a Colonel and as a friend."

Without thinking or even being fully aware of her own actions, Riza leapt forward, throwing her body into Roy's. Shocked by the sudden movement he moved his arms to catch her. His arms wrapping around the woman, he could feel her body shaking softly. She wasn't crying but her body shook steadily from what he guessed was nerves and shock more than anything. Whoever thought that someone as strong as his Lieutenant could be frightened this badly? What made it worse was that someone did this to her and that alone made him very angry. He soothed her, running a hand gently over her back as she buried her face in his chest. He had lost track of the time they spent in the position, not that it mattered anyways. He made no attempt to move her or talk, he just let her lay there silently until the shaking ceased. He wasn't sure when it was that he had finally noticed that the lieutenant had fallen asleep, her arms draped lazily across his body, her head against his chest. He gazed down at the woman and smiled, noting how peaceful and beautiful she really was. Absently he moved a strand of hair from across her face and tucked it behind her ear. Riza hardly stirred from the movement.

Roy picked her up as gently as he could, doing his best to not wake her up as he moved her to his bedroom, figuring she would sleep better there than the couch. Turning back the covers he laid the woman down; she made a soft groan as her body touched the cool sheets but didn't wake. He tucked her in much like what a parent would do to a child. When he was content that she would be fine he slipped quietly out of the room, closing the door silently behind him.

Back on the couch, Roy had already discarded the idea of sleeping that night. His mind kept travelling back to the woman sleeping in his room and how terrible he felt that he couldn't do anything to help her. Running a hand through his short black hair he racked his mind, trying to find some way, some new idea to aid her He didn't want to loose her.