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A Heart Dressed in Wicked

Chapter 3.) What is Found Can Be Lost


Despite her late start to bed she woke up right before the rise of the sun. She stretched out giving a wakening yawn before slowly looking over towards the bed where she saw Winry sleeping. She sat up rubbing her eyes and running a pale hand through her messy dark locks. She got up, folding the blanket and the mattress up and stacking the blanket and pillow on top of it out of the way. She slowly and as quietly as she could walked out of the room and down the stairs where she passed the kitchen.

She peeked in and saw Al and Ed at the table drinking what smelled like coffee.

"Good Morning Medea." Alphonse said in a rather cheery tone. She smiled, and Edward looked at her.

"You should smile more often, it really suits your face." He grinned before winking at her. She blushed before coming in slowly sitting at the table. Edward stood up as Al was about to, he motioned for him to sit back down however. Sitting his mug of black coffee down,

"What would you like for breakfast? Kid's aren't up yet, Winry probably won't be up for a while either." He laughed.

She shook her head no.

"I'll just go home, you don't need to bother with that." Her small breathy voice answered politely. Al waved to his brother.

"I'll get the eggs and bacon out." They grinned at each other.

"You look like you need to eat more anyways Medea, you are skinny as a stick, girl." She gave him a flat look with a blush and he tried to laugh quietly. Al threw a few eggs at Ed who miraculously caught them. They had huge grins on their faces and one could tell they were enjoying themselves.

Medea loved the smell of eggs and bacon cooking in the morning. Her train of thought was stopped when she saw a small midget Al look a like slowly come into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

"Rich! Up so early little guy?" So that was Heinerich? He was so adorable . . .

Edward had Al watch over the eggs and bacon as he walked over to his small son and swoop him up into the air.

"Sleep ok?" Heinerich nodded.

"Sissy snores . . . " Edward laughed.

"Mommy too." They both grinned, and you could immediately tell it was his son. He then looked towards Medea, his eyes going round.
He leaned into his father and whispered something to him, his face all red. Ed laughed and set his son down.

"Go ask her yourself." He chuckled and elbowed Al to get his attention.

The little boy climbed up on the chair beside Medea and sat there, watching her with his huge hazel eyes. She put her her hands in her lap and watched him back. She looked over at Ed and Al whom were watching with grins.

"Yoo a Pwetty Wady. . ." She felt shivers go through her as the baby like voice said it so solemnly, his face so sincere. She looked back to Heinerich as the men started to laugh.

He leaned over and tugged on her sleeve for attention. She looked at him, she barely saw Winry shuffling towards them at the table.

"Imma maywy yoo!" His eyes full of determination. The two men burst out into laughter and Medea looked up to Winry with fear and surprise in her eyes. Winry had her hand over her mouth, and tears in her eyes. Tears from holding in her laughter.

She felt a pull on her sleeve again and she looked back to Heinerich.

"Yoo hafta say yes back!" She gulped, looking to the adults for help.

She looked back to him.

"You remember you are . .. 5 right?" His eyebrows came down in determination.

"Come on, say yes!" He grinned, certain she would.

"I want da pwettiest wife in town!" He laughed and waited. She would feel bad if she told him no. . .

"Why don't you ask me when you are older? Just so you know for sure." He frowned and shook his head no.

"No way!" She sighed, looking to the adults again. They were holding their sides trying not to be loud and ruin the moment.

"What about when I'm older?" She watched his expression, which became confused quickly. He seemed to ponder it and roll it over in his mind.

"Ok." He smiled and she let out a sigh. She turned back to him.

"Make sure you remember though, ok?" He nodded determined. She looked over to the adults with a smug look on her face. Not dumb after all. Edward was smiling rather sweetly at her, he had a proud look in his eyes, she wasn't sure for whom, his son or her. Winry was chuckling, she had taken over the cooking while Al was making some toast.

Ed sat down at the table, he was still wearing a grin as wide as can be.

"That makes you basically family now." He laughed, his hand running through his long blond hair. She blushed bright red.

"Have to say I knew it the moment I saw you. It's just so weird. It's like. . .I know you are someone really important.. ." Winry turned around, a serious look on her face.

"I know what you mean. I had strange dreams last night. I think you should definitely walk her home when she is ready Ed." He nodded in agreement. Medea felt that there was something going on that went passed them thinking she was important. She wondered what all of this meant, wondered how it would effect her.


The breakfast had been lovely, and she had thanked Winry, Al and Ed for their hospitality. Al was going to go with Ed to walk her home but Noah had a fever and stayed behind to help Winry with her. Heinerich came however, and to her utmost patience, he clung to her hand like a life line.

They walked on a path that Ed said would take them straight into the middle of town, she wondered why she had never seen this before then. . .

Heinerich marched in front of her, still gripping her hand when they came into town. She looked up at Ed who was chuckling, he nodded towards Rich, and upon looking back to him she noticed he glared at anyone passing by that might be looking at them. She gave a smile and shook her head. He acted like he had to fend off an army of jealous men. Silly kid.

She saw her house just a few yards away and she sighed. The one story house made of wood that had come from the trees just on the east side of Risembool. Her 'father' had made the house before he had married Marie, they had gotten married, she gave birth to Darla and then years later Lidia, then another span of years and finally Medea. All three of the girls had grown up in that house. They had been born in it too.

They made it up the walk until Medea saw Lidia sitting in a wooden chair up on the porch by the door. She set a glass down on a small table next to her, a bottle of what looked like whiskey there as well.

"Well well . . .if it isn't Mr. Elric at my front door . . ." She had a lazy drunken grin on her face as she stood up slowly, swaying a little. Edward had a deeply concerned look as Medea turned her head in embarrassment. Lidia turned to her.

"Medea, you are welcome to come visit any time. Sound good?" She looked at him with sincerity, she nodded.

"Oh? That's where you were all night long?" She came down off the porch, her face growing a little red. Medea pushed Rich towards Ed as she took a few steps back, fear in her eyes as her sister stomped towards her. Lidia's hand came whooshing by as she hit the frail Medea as hard as she could right across the face.

Medea let out a scream as she almost toppled to the ground from the force. Lidia's hand reeled back to hit her again but she was stopped by Edward, who held her arms behind her back.

"Let go of me Edward! I can't believe you'd turn down a gorgeous grown woman but screw around with some dinky ugly child!" Medea was holding her face while blubbering but she could still see the sudden rage that flew into his face. First his eyes and then the rest, bleeding out into his muscles which became stiff.

Lidia gave a small cry as she tried to get away but he held her tighter.

"Medea, go inside get dressed and get what you need for a few days, write a note for Darla if you want. You are staying with Winry and I for a while." His voice was grated out, he was furious. Rich clung to Medea with a grip she didn't know a child could have, he trembled too. She nodded and went inside, Rich right with her.

Once inside she ran to the far back bedroom, she barely noticed that the bed was unmade, the first time she thought that she had ever seen it as such and sniffled. Had Darla worried after all? She cleared her mind, back to task.

She let go of Rich's hand and went to the closet and grabbed a pack out of a self made wooden box before throwing a few of her dresses in and a few slips. She ran into the master bathroom and grabbed her comb and toothbrush throwing them in and then remembering her underwear. Upon getting them she looked to Rich, his baby face worried, his eyes round and wondering.

"You ok?" He nodded.

"Yoo?" She nodded back, her face hurt so bad though, moving it made it throb and she sniffled. They walked by Lidia's room and she couldn't help but feel snoopy. . .she had never been into her room before. She made Rich stay out in the hall with her bag and she slowly crept in. She looked around noticing it was very similar to Darla's room. A bed and a dresser with a vanity mirror, plus a closet. It had the east window. She saw a picture on the dresser and walked over to it.

The picture was of her mother, her mother held onto two blond girls, her sisters, whilst their father group hugged them. She noticed a young boy with dirty blond hair was squished amongst them however. Tears spilled from her eyes as she saw the smiling faces of them, how happy they looked. She pushed it down and walked out, grabbing Rich's hand and marching to the door. Any thoughts of the boy were gone by now.

By the time they were back outside she was crying again and she had forgotten to write the note for Darla. Lidia was gone, but Edward was there, sitting on the steps of the porch. He turned around seeing them before standing.

"Got everything?" She nodded. He gave her a small smile, something that only a parent could say through one. A special brand of 'everything is going to be alright'. She appreciated it and helped Rich down the steps.

He held her bag for her but stopped her before they went too far.

"Medea, where are your shoes?" She looked up at him, and looked around. She then shrugged. He grinned, shaking his head. Rich was barefoot too.

"Where did L-Lidia go?" Her voice so small and silent like that she wasn't sure if he had heard her.

"She went to the school house, probably to tell Darla, tattle or whatever." She almost laughed at how childish he saw her as. She settled with sniffling though.


They got back to the Elric house and Winry was waiting on the porch. She took one look at Medea's face and she let out a terrible gasp, anger flying into her eyes.

"EDWARD ELRIC? WHAT HAPPENED TO HER FACE?" All three of them sweat dropped as they were sure the entire Risembool populace heard her. Edward lurched back, and she saw Winry with a wrench in her hand.. .

How bad did it look? She reached up to touch just under her eye as Ed went to tell her what had happened. She let out a whimper as pain flowered where she touched and she dropped her hand, looking off towards the direction of the river.

"Aww hunny . . . That Lidia is just something else! Oooooh if she had the guts to come down here . . I'd show her!" Ed had his hand behind his head again as he chuckled nervously.

"Hows Noah?" He motioned for the two 'kids' to come inside as he took Winry's hand, Medea's bag still over his shoulder.

She had answered him while she went inside, but Medea couldn't hear, she looked at the ground as she walked inside closing the door behind her. She walked into the kitchen where the two were talking, Al wasn't there though. She saw Rich go upstairs and she decided to follow him. He ran down the hallway peeking into his sister's room where he disappeared into.

She followed him, looking in before she entered. Alphonse was there, holding the baby like Noah on one hip while the other hand had a thick book in it. He was walking in a circle taking a few steps forward then using a side ways walk and then going backwards until completing this circle and starting over again. All the while reading. . .

"What are you reading Al?" It was a big book and he kept moving, she couldn't quite catch the title. He looked up and blushed.

"O-oh! Medea you are back?" He smiled kindly to her.

He closed the book and handed it to her.

Albert Shuven's

Guide to Advanced Alchemy

"What is al . .chimney?" He laughed as she looked through it.

"Alchemy, its a science. A science based on Equivalent Exchange. It allows you to use resources and materials to break down and create something a new." He was using terms she hadn't heard before, and the pages were worse. Nothing but other languages and numbers and strange designs. She couldn't help but look through them at detailed length though. It was like . . .a pull. She couldn't understand the formula's but she could tell each separate part was some kind of material and that each design was used for each formula.

"I'm not going to lie Al, this is awfully weird looking stuff . . . " He chuckled nodding in agreement to her.

"You got that right." He put Noah on his other hip as Medea handed him the book back.

"I travel places to study it, its fascinating, in fact I've used it all my life. Although I mostly learn in the East now. . . " He had turned his head toward Noah, taking his shirt hem and wiping her mouth of drool.

Medea remembered that Edward had said he traveled too.

"Does Edward travel to study too? Does that mean he also uses this alchemy?" Al had a more serious look on his face.

"Yes, he travels to study as well, and he used to do alchemy, he doesn't anymore though. " She was so confused.

"Why not?" He looked around as if the answer was on the walls.

"Well . . . its sorta dangerous. .."

"It's very dangerous. Plus I don't need to use alchemy to study it." Ed walked in, scaring both Al and Medea. He took his baby daughter and held her up over his head.

"Who is a pink lil Zeppelin? Noah is!" She laughed and he laughed back at her. Medea supposed that this was the queue to not talk about it anymore. She was still very curious though.

"Can I study with you?" Both men went quiet and they looked at her.

"Study alchemy?" She nodded. Ed chuckled.

"For what reasons?" She frowned. Looking at the book still in Al's hand.

"Do you both study it?" They nodded.

"And you both are smart. . . so therefore I want to study it so I can be as smart. Besides, I just feel like I should anyways." She gave a curt little nod and walked out, going down the stairs and towards the kitchen leaving the men rather dumbfounded.

Winry was sitting at the table which was now covered with a beige tarp with some metal pieces scattered about it. She looked up and smiled.

"Hey sweety, how's your face? I can get some ice if you need it." She smiled kindly and was very convincing, Medea nodded yes and Winry held a finger to insinuate to wait a moment.

She leaned over, looking at the metal pieces. There were tools and such, screws, wires, she saw an oil drum. She heard loud stomping up stairs and wondered what was going on.

"Man, those boys . . .so rowdy, I hope this is a girl, we need more of us around if you know what I mean." She winked at her, holding out a small cloth that redoubtably wrapped some ice, in one hand. She gently placed it under her eye and over her throbbing cheek, tears coming back at the remembrance of the malice in her sister's eyes. Hatred. However, she looked to Winry, who held a hand to her stomach, and for the first time she noticed that she had a round belly.

"How much longer?" Winry smiled,

"Oh about 5 maybe 6 months." Her eyes sparkled as they both thought about the new baby that was on its way.

Some one was coming down the stairs and she moved out of the way to let them through into the kitchen. Al had a much smaller book clutched to his chest and Ed . . . well he was in nothing but a pair of black shorts.

Her eyes went huge when she saw his left leg.

He nodded to her, not minding that she was staring. He hopped up on the table and Winry moved so she could get to his automail better.

"You want to know how I lost my leg?" Her eyes were still wide, she nodded yes though.

"Through alchemy. I lost my arm and my leg , not performing it, but as a cause from it." Her mouth opened wide before she closed it. Al came back into view though.

"Hard to believe it, but I was once nothing more then a suit of armor. I won't force you to believe it, I know it sounds like a tale; but know that we both lost these things through alchemy." He looked at his brother who watched Winry with a wrench. At this sight both men leaned away from her.

"You might as well tell her the whole truth. . ." Winry said in a smaller voice. She began to tighten things on his metal leg.

"Not today, I want to be sure she is serious. I think she could be an alchemist. . .someone great . . .to use Alchemy for what its truly for. " Al nodded.

"You should have seen her eyes light up when she looked through A. S. Advanced. I could tell she was running through those calculations, she can't depict them yet but her mind was working them." Ed looked to Medea again.

"There are consequences to everything we do, there are rules to everything, rules must not be broken. They are set for reasons. More then often the consequences are permanent. What's lost can not be found . . " He grew a little quieter looking first at his arm and then at his brother, " Least not with out more sacrifice. . ." She nodded, completely engulfed in this.

"Everyone has the potential to be an alchemist. Its in everyone. But only a few can access it. Their very own Door." Al's eyes masked over at this, he was deep in thought.

"I closed my Door Medea, I can not perform Alchemy, Al can though. If you are serious, and you think you can keep up with it, that you can live through the hard work and you will put your utmost effort into it . . .then I will teach you." He looked to Al.

"I will too. We will teach you. But you must swear that you will follow the rules and laws, promise that you will never break them." She nodded vigorously.

"I swear I will. I swear to do my best in learning and I swear to follow the rules set." She looked into Edward's eyes when she said this, he nodded after a few minutes.

Al turned to her, handing her the small book he had clasped in his hands.

"This was one of the first books we read when we started. Read through it, it will be your guide lines until we think you are ready for something else. Your assignment is to memorize it. Memorize and comprehend it or it won't mean anything." She nodded flicking through it. It only had words and a few math problems. Things that were simple and easy. She almost sighed but held it in. She was glad that they accepted her. She was suddenly surged with happiness and felt that this was a new beginning. She suddenly flung herself at Al hugging him as he laughed. She turned to Ed and threw herself over the table to hug him, all three of them laughing now. Winry had a sad look in her eyes despite joining in. She was hugged last, as she gazed into Ed's eyes as if to say 'are you sure?' he gave her a positive look in reply. He had a good feeling that this was the right path.


For the next few days they went according to a schedule set by her two new Teachers. She woke up right before the sun came up, she had a good full breakfast, she was to read at least one chapter before writing a synopsis over it, and describing what it means, and ways this might imply in her daily life. They gave her word problems and math problems and puzzles to figure out. All things to work her brain, get her to think. She had no trouble keeping up and both Ed and Al were very proud at her pace.

She could take a break at lunch in which Winry would make a great meal for her and after wards she would begin back on her reading, and writing.

"I want to teach you about Equivalent Exchange today." Ed said, he was on the porch, lounging on the wood rail with a leg on the floor boards. Al had a chair with several notebooks scattered about on either sides. In the middle of them sat a well and much healthier looking Medea, her dark red hair was pulled back for the first time since she could remember and she held an expression that clearly shown she was full of life. Her cheeks were rosy as she smiled and laughed, she nodded completely ready for a new lesson.

Ed had in his hand a book, and he showed her the cover of it. It was a very worn black leather bound book that looked older then all three of them put together. The title read,

Laws of Equivalent Exchange

She smiled, it seemed like such an easy title. The brothers were solemn so she got it together. Ed opened it up, he was very careful with it as the pages were very yellow and missing pieces from the ends, they looked like they would crumble if not careful enough. He flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for. With out looking at the page,

"Human kind can not gain anything without first giving something in return." He looked to her, to make sure she was paying attention. Oh she was, her eyes were on him, her attention not anywhere else but his words.

"To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of equivalent exchange." He closed the book and handed it to Al. She watched it be passed wishing she could read it what else it had to say.

"The rest of that book is complete bullshit." Ed clasped his hands together.

"Tell me what that Law means." His hazel eyes were trained on his pupil, watching her to see her reactions, the ticks and movements she made.

She looked to the floor, running the whole bit through her mind again. She looked up to Al who was watching his brother. Her eyes trained to him who was watching her. She looked deep into his eyes, and she felt that any answer she gave would not be the right one

"I think . . .the book means that . . . ." She looked out over the porch through the railings, seeing the sheep in the distance.

"If you want to want so much wool then you must take care of so many sheep to gain it." She looked up to Ed who was smiling softly.

"Or , if you want to eat some of Winry's awesome apple pie, you need to get those apples for her." His smile grew a little wider.

"Or like a job, if you want money to buy food or other necessities then you had better work hard." She nodded. Looking up to Edward she saw he held a soft glow in his eyes, and wondered if she answered right.

"Some how . . .I think that it means more then just a balance of things though. . ." She had said it under breath, but she could tell both brothers had heard her. Ed's eyes drained of the previous emotion, Al almost gasped, his head flicking towards her direction.

"What do you mean Medea?" She looked to Al, her own face in confusion.

"I just feel that it has a whole entire more complex meaning. A definition that I don't think a book will have . . .or that perhaps just anyone can know maybe . . ." She was rattling on, watching the planks of boards that made up the porch.

"I'd suppose that you wouldn't want to ask for something if you don't have something of equal value for it either, so how would a person know if it's of equal value?" She looked up to Ed this time, the questions and thoughts roaming through her head.

He gazed into her bright eyes looking for an answer that he could give her. She had gone a little more deep that he had thought she would go.

"You don't know . . .no one ever does. Science is never exact. I think most of it,'He turned his head away with a scoff," is all just a guessing game."

She watched him, her eyes trained on him. She wanted to say something but stayed quiet, feeling that this was some moment of peace.

He picked up a book from a stack that had been near him. Al nodded towards it. He held his hand out towards Medea who gave him a questioning look.

"You are too advanced for that book, I'm moving you to something a little more challenging. I can't expect you to grow and learn when you have surpassed the material." She couldn't help the smile that graced her mouth. He was symbolizing his trust in her by moving her so fast, Al could tell that she was going to be great one of these days. He felt she got to a late start but that perhaps she was already catching up to it.


After the first week, Medea had almost forgot about ever having sisters she was so caught up in work. In fact, it wasn't until they both came stomping up to the Elric's that she remembered that she had another house that she lived at.

"Edward Elric, I know she is here!" It was Lidia screaming at the top of her shrill voice. Medea was up in the bedroom, she had been doing some early morning reading. She went to the window, this had to have been the window that Winry used the light in. . .

Down in front of the porch was her two sisters. Lidia had an angry look and Darla . . .Medea almost gasped. She looked like a wreck. Her hair all messy and bags under her eyes. She suddenly looked up at the window she was peeking out and she scrambled back inside. She went downstairs, Winry at the kitchen table, a strange look on her face.

She wasn't going to stop, she was going to just go to the door but,

"You don't have to go if you want to stay here, and it makes you happy, then all of us want you to stay." Winry didn't look up from the table, but Medea nodded. She loved it here, she couldn't remember being so happy before.

She ran to the door and onto the porch. Edward was there, his shortened temper back and his hands on his hips he appeared to be arguing with Lidia.

"I have children that are sleeping here Lidia, keep your voice down." His own was grated through clenched teeth, he was trying to be polite despite how pissed he was getting. Lidia looked passed him and the lively Medea, who was dressed in a lovely red dress and her hair pulled back by two french braids. She held the thick book she had been reading under one arm.

"So there is our ungrateful brat. Tell her to come home Darla." Her snooty voice was already annoying she thought. Darla looked at Medea, she stepped closure trying to get a better look in the darkened morning.

"Medea . . you look so well. . ." Her voice cracked. Medea walked to the edge of the porch, she was completely equal with Ed now.

"I'm happy here." She looked her right in her eyes. Tears welled up in both girls and soon they were both sniffling.

Darla nodded,

"I can definitely tell. It suits you to be here with these people?" Medea nodded.

"They treat me like I'm apart of the family, I'm not an outsider with them." She looked up to Edward.

"Medea, you are family." He said it so that they all could hear, he placed a hand on her shoulder like a father might. The sound of the door creaking open was heard and Winry was standing in the doorway. She nodded when she saw that Medea noticed she had a wrench in her hand.

Lidia scoffed rolling her eyes. Medea held up the book.

"I'm learning here Lidia, I'm not being used for labor other then maybe my head. I'm s-smart, and they are helping me to be more smart." She had a determined look in her eyes.

"You can't read something like that. I can't even." Medea's brow furrowed down, she felt Ed's hand tighten around her shoulder. This was the 2nd volume of the series. It was nothing but fractions and formulas. ..

" I don't have to prove that I am more intelligent then you think. It just goes to prove that if you can't comprehend that I am in fact intelligent, then therefore I must be more intelligent then yourself." Darla had tears in her eyes again as she smiled at Medea. Lidia had a hateful look again as her mouth flew open. Darla turned to her.

"Go home Lidia, I'll settle this." She looked like she was about to argue with her but thought differently on it and stomped towards the path that would take her back into 'the middle'.

Darla looked towards the porch and walked there, becoming much closer with the people she was talking to.

"Winry?" Winry came out from the doorway, she walked down the porch steps and stood next to Darla.

" I love that girl, I have never minded that we didn't share a father. Never. She is my family and I love her." She nodded while saying this, as if to confirm it to herself.

Winry put a hand to Darla's shoulder.

"She isn't here to be completely away from her family Darla. I'm sure that Edward will explain why she has been here so long with out message. . "

"Yeah, and it doesn't have anything to do with studies either." His brow came down again. He grabbed Medea's hand and brought her down to their level. He moved her dark red bangs from her face and Darla gasped.

"Lidia hit her when I tried to take her home the other day." He looked down at Medea who watched Darla cry some more. She reached over to her, hugging her to herself.

"Lidia has been drinking a lot more, I know honey. She is just under a lot of stress. . . she doesn't mean to be violent. She is getting married in a few months. . .he has a baby so she is going to be thrown into motherhood as soon as she is married. She is really nervous and all that." She patted her hair trying to make excuses for her. Medea pulled away.

"She is getting married?" Darla nodded. This was news to her. . .why hadn't anyone told her about this?

"What kind of studies are you applying here? I know Edward and Alphonse travel to learn. . .is it?" She looked to Edward who nodded at her.

"We are teaching her alchemy." Darla gasped, her gaze flying down to her scrawny pale sister Medea.

"Medea? Alchemy?" The determined look came back.

"They both say I am a natural at it, and besides, I enjoy it anyways." Edward agreed to this as well.

"She shows high promise of being a very advanced Alchemist later in life. " Medea felt warm pride fill her up as she heard him praise her.

Darla sighed with a shrug,

"It makes sense, seeing as your father had been a 'Dog of the State' . . ." Medea's eyes flashed, Winry looked at Edward.

"My father had been an alchemist?" Her voice was more breathy then normal, Darla nodded though.

"Apparently a very good one at that. He had some strange state title . . . I don't remember though." Her mouth was open and she looked at Ed who had a similar look. He then grinned at her.

"Ha . . knew it was in you." He laughed, he couldn't wait to tell Al.

" I understand then, that this is something . . you need to do. Like me and that school. " She shook her head with a watery smile.

"I feel you are growing up already. . . " Her voice cracked again. She pulled her in for another hug.

"I don't want you to be a stranger at our house though, it's still your home. You understand me?" Medea nodded. She was thankful that Darla was so understanding.

"Thank you." She hugged her back.

"I love you Medea."

"I love you too." The two of them sniffled, and parted. Winry gave her a hug and went back inside. Medea wanted to watch Darla though. She walked soon out of sight, and she felt like something big had just transpired. . . again. She gave a sigh and turned around.

Edward was sitting on the porch, a soft look on his face.

"You ok?" She nodded, she was so grateful to have him in her life. He was practically the father she had always wanted. He was nearly always there for her now, he just seemed to know. She started to walk towards the porch, she nodded yes to his question. He stood up, holding his hand out for her. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. He gave her that 'it's alright' look again and pulled her up for a tight hug. She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face into his chest. He rubbed her back as she cried. She just couldn't help it, she felt that she needed to just cry.

So much in so little time, it was a lot for her to handle. He waited there with her patiently until she was done, and all calmed down.

"Wanna go see if we can sniff out any pie that could be left?" She gave a laugh before sniffling and nodded.

"Yeah, sounds good." He grinned before helping her up the stairs as they went and made a bee line for the kitchen.


I hate leaving notes after every chapter.. .

So I think I'm going to delay Envy a little longer, I feel that I need to make her progress a little more. Her relationships and her inner strength and what not. It will be a good thing though : O you'll see. . .