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Chapter 4

Ed's P.O.V

I stirred awake. I feel so groggy and run down. GAH! God Damn it! I can't believe I've still got this freaking headache! I already get the feeling this is going to be a long day.

Something feels odd. I opened my eye's slowly to take in my surroundings. The bed I am laying in is so soft. I am defiantly not in the same bed I fell a sleep on.

I sat up and rubbed the blurry vision away. I placed my throbbing head in the palm of my hand and peek out at the room through my fingers. Wait a minute! This is not the hospital? I am in a bedroom. But who's bedroom?

"Morning Brother"

I let go of my head and quickly turn to my right and Alphonse is sitting on the floor reading a book. He place's it down and starts to get up. He said it was morning? I've been a sleep for a while.

"How are you feeling Brother?"

I really have to think what Alphonse just asked me. It is a simple question but my brain seems to be slow on functioning. My headache must be the cause. I take a moment to respond to him.

"I'm a little confused" I look around the room again "Where are we?"

"Were in Colonel Mustangs home"

What? I'm in the Colonel's home! Why? What happened at the hospital? How on earth did that Bastard move me here without me waking up!

I had all these questions running through my head but I could say was "Why?"

"The Doctor found out what you have and the Colonel thought it be best if you recover here, then laying in a hospital bed"

I see? The Bastard's right. I wouldn't of liked staying in the hospital. But why the sudden kindness and offer his home to us. It's not like he cares that much about us does it? All he ever does is shout or tease me or sends me on countless missions!

Wait, Al just mentioned what I have? I must of looked scarred briefly as Al put his hand on my shoulder.

"You ok Brother? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?" I said is a rather small voice.

"The Doctor said you have Mycoplasma pneumonia"

"WHAT!" I didn't mean to shout out so loudly. But Al had just shocked me.

I hear foot steps thudding towards the bedroom door. The door bursts open and Mustang is standing there. He was half dressed in his uniform and had a panicked expression on his face. If it wasn't for the fever my cheeks would of reviled I was blushing slightly by the sight of him.

"What's wrong? Everything alright?"

"Sorry Sir, I just told brother what the Doctor said and he just cried out!" apologized Alphonse.

I see a wave of relief wash over Mustang. He seems to be doing that a lot recently. Perhaps he did care about me?

"Thank god! You scarred me for a moment Edward" he composes himself and walks over to me.

I come back to my sense's "I've got pneumonia?"

"Not yet. You could do if you don't rest up and take your medication" corrected Mustang.

I let a big sigh. I didn't realize I was holding my breath?

"Oh…" was all I said. Al's right, I am an idiot. Next time I will seek medical attention when I feel unwell.

"You don't look to good? How are you this morning?" Asked Mustang.

Again I finding it hard to answer. It's either this headache or maybe the medicine is slowing my reaction time or something?

Mustangs shake's me from my thoughts "Edward?"

"Uh Sorry, I'm finding it difficult to think"

Mustang then place's his hand on my forehead "Well your little warm, nothing to serious"

"I've got a bit of a headache" I admitted.

Mustang frowned at me "Hopefully it will go soon. It takes a couple of days for the drugs to kick in"

"Yeah maybe" I say as I rubbed my tired eyes again.

"Edward, I have to get ready for work. But not to worry. Alphonse is here to help you" Mustangs tone changed "So let him"

I knew the threat, I won't cause trouble for Al or Mustang for that matter. I'm just not up to doing much anyway.

"Al knows when to give you your medication. It's vital you take it if you want to recover quickly. Also, feel free to roam and do as you wish in my home. I have a small Library you might like to see"

Mustang smiled warmly at me "I be back after work, I call later to see how you are"

I smiled back at him. This is a side of Mustang I have never seen before. I wish he be more nice like this. I may treat with more respect.

"Thanks Colonel" I said

"Were not at work now Edward. Call me Roy"

"Ok, Roy" I smiled at him.

Mustang then ruffled my hair. I was a little startled by the gesture. If I was in full health I probably would of kicked off.

"I see you both later then" He said as he then left me and Al for the day.

I lay back down on the bed, letting my head sink into my pillow by the soft fabric. I half close my eye's and stare up at the ceiling. How long do I have to stay here?

I hear Al's armor make a creaking sound and he is standing right by the bed. I turn my head slightly and look up at him. He crouches down so were eye level.

"You sure your ok? You seem a little off this morning Brother"

I gave Al a warm smile "I be fine. I'm just not functioning properly" I sighed "This headache is irritating me"

To be honest I feel totally lost. Everything seems to be happing so quickly and I'm finding it hard to keep up. I hate this confusing feeling.

"I understand" Al nodded. I knew he would. He always seems to understand me. Sometimes I can't understand myself!

"Do you want anything?" Al asked.

Actually I would like to have a nose round Mustang's place.

"Yeah, I want to look around" I made a move to get out of bed. As I stood I wobbled slightly on my feet "Al, I may need to lean on you for a bit"

Al was quick to hold my arm gently and I leaned on him slightly as we started to walk out of the bedroom.

The bedroom led into a hallway. There was another two closed doors, and then the hallway disappeared by the stairway.

When we got down the stairs I looked around Mustangs living room. In fact the room kind of reminded me of his office. Clean, neat, leather sofas, old wooding furniture.

He had a large fire place with a few pictures on top of the mantel piece.

Over all, it was a nice warmly place to be. He really made it look homely, not the bachelor pad I was expecting. I won't admit it to him, but I liked his style.

"This isn't what I was expecting"

"What did you expect the Colonel's home to look like?"

"You know maybe he had a bar or something? And some jazzy place to take the ladies back too, if you catch my drift?"

Al laughed at me "You have a very vague view of the Colonel Brother!"

I have a slight huff and folded my arms "Well… All he seems like he wants to do is pick up ladies and have a drink!" I concluded.

Al continued to laugh at me "It's typical you should think that!"

"What's that suppose to mean!"

Al waved it off "Don't worry Brother"

I decided to move without Al's help. I had got my bearings now and my strength had come back to me.

My attention drew me towards a closed door on the other side of the living room. When I opened it, I realized this is the library Mustang mentioned. True it wasn't very big, but there was still plenty of books in here.

A big smile plastered itself on my face and turned and looked at Al.

"I think I am feeling better already!"

Roy's P.O.V

I was in the middle of getting dressed, when I heard a cry coming from Edward's room. I quickly darted from mine and ran to the door. I slammed it open in a panic and viewed inside.

"What's wrong? Everything alright?"

Al quickly answered me "Sorry Sir, I just told brother what the Doctor said and he just cried out!"

I looked at Ed and he was looking at me with complete confusion. I sighed slightly feeling relived that I had nothing to worry about.

"Thank god! You scarred me for a moment Edward" I walked over to him.

Ed looked stunned for a moment then said "I've got pneumonia?"

I see, he was worried. I corrected him "Not yet. You could do if you don't rest up and take your medication"

He sighed "Oh…"

He then went quiet and starred into his lap. Ed doesn't seem to aware this morning.

"You don't look to good? How are you this morning?"

He didn't answer. Did hear me? I'm not sure.

"Edward?"

"Uh Sorry, I'm finding it difficult to think"

I placed my hand on his forehead. He was defiantly not as hot as he was yesterday but still?. "Well your little warm, nothing to serious"

"I've got a bit of a headache" Ed said

I didn't like the sound of that. But I was hoping the antibiotics would start working soon "Hopefully it will go soon. It takes a couple of days for the drugs to kick in"

"Yeah maybe" he said as he rubbed his eye's.

"Edward, I have to get ready for work. But not to worry. Alphonse is here to help you. So let him"

I knew Ed got the threat from the tone of my voice. I don't need him causing any trouble for Alphonse today OR anything I had to deal with when I get home later.

"Al knows when to give you your medication. It's vital you take it if you want to recover quickly. Also, feel free to roam and do as you wish in my home. I have a small Library you might like to see" He may like my collection of books "I be back after work, I call later to see how you are"

I smiled at Ed and he responded by giving me one back.

"Thanks Colonel"

"Were not at work now Edward. Call me Roy"

"Ok, Roy"

I don't know why but I just had the urge to ruffle Ed's hair. A comforting gesture I am assuming. I was expecting him to shout at me for it but he didn't really react to it.

"I see you both later then"

As I closed the door behind me, I resumed getting ready for work.

I am officially bored. Not much has happened today in the office. Just the usual paper work to read and sign. I could hear some of my subordinates goofing about behind the closed door to my office. Hawkeye will set them straight in a moment with out a doubt.

I sighed and continued to sign the papers.

I hope Edward is not wrecking my home. That's the last thing I need. When lunch time roles around I will call them to see how everything is. Actually another thing. I wonder if Edward will be capable of eating a dinner tonight? I think I would have to stop and pick a few things up.

I smiled at the thought of cooking Edward something. What a strange feeling, I don't think I have ever cooked for anyone apart from myself before. This will be a test to see how my cooking abilities are? That is, If Edward would even except my cooking!

I was disturbed from my thoughts by a knock at the door.

"Come in"

Hawkeye entered with some more papers. GREAT More papers! Like I don't have enough already?

"Morning Sir"

"Morning Lieutenant"

"I have these for you" she placed the paper work on my desk "And, How is Edward Sir?"

"You mean, how did he react to being in my house?" I corrected.

She smiled at me "Yes Sir"

"Believe it or not, he actually surprised me. He reacted reasonably calm"

"That's good to hear Sir, I was suspecting a little ruckus"

I crossed my arms and closed my eyes as I thought about it.

"So was I actually. But no, nothing. He seemed to be not quite himself this morning"

"Oh? I assume he still not feeling to well?"

I looked at Hawkeye "Yes. He's still not well. It's going to take a least a week before he will feel 100% again"

"I know Sir, Do you think you can cope for him for the week?"

That was a good question. He seem to reacted well this morning but for the rest of week? That I am in the dark about.

"I let you know at the end of the week"

End Chapter 4