Well for one, I simply am taking my time writing this, which is terrible of me.I can't seem to get out of my writers block -.- but I'm trucking through it anyway. This is really my hard chapter to write because I don't really want to just let everything out in one chapter but I also don't want to wait like a billion chapters to get on with the fucking story.

Anyway, I'd love to get some feedback on the story if there is anyone out there interested in commenting on it or if there is any criticism out there for this story It would be greatly appreciated! I love the feedback! :D

By around four in the afternoon they were all packed, briefed on the situation and ready to head out to Risembol. All of the tickets had been purchased on account of Riza, and they were rushing getting to the station. The storm clouds above throwing rain down, forcing everyone to rush underneath the sheltered waiting station.

Roy and Riza scrambled through the station about five minutes before Hughes and Havoc managed to join them. Running haphazardly throughout the place trying to take shelter, and finding a place where they could also safely communicate.

When they came to a stop, Roy stood against a sturdy white post connecting to the roof. His eyes tired and whole body slumped. His large black trench coat covering up the uniform, making him look as though he's just a regular civilian. Well, maybe a high class civilian. Of course, he was still wearing the uniform in any case of having to pull rank while he was out. He looked exhausted, but he was still on high alert as always. He knew that Ed was in deep shit, he wasn't a fool to think less of that, and if someone had come into knowledge that they were going to Risembol; well, let's just say that they couldn't afford to let their guards down.

Riza stood next to him, wearing what anyone who knew her would call a 'Riza Outfit'. In other words, something comfortably stylish, yet well designed for anything that could come her way. It obviously was not made for stylish tastes, but on her it might as well have been. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun upon her head and she looked on high alert. Her brown eyes scanning the crowd of people surrounding them for anything that could be considered even a slight threat.

She saw Hughes straggling not far away in his dark blue dress up shirt and long khakis. He was smiling down at his wallet, obviously looking at a picture of his beloved Elysia. From any other perspective it would look like he wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings, but Riza knew better. She knew that he was taking in his surroundings very precisely.

With Riza's amazing eyesight, she seemed to spot Havoc long before he came into view. He seemed to be wearing dark brown khakis and a faded blue t-shirt. His blonde hair, looking darker than usual without the sunlight shining through it. His expression was looking somewhat carefree, but that might've been because of the object maintaining a reserved spot in his hand. She looked over to his and recognized the object as none other than a cigarette. He cradled it near his mouth as he walked towards them, looking as if every moment without it was a nuisance. 'His trademark', Hawkeye thought grudgingly. He held his cigarettes almost as closely as Hughes carried his pictures.

As they all congregated around the spot that they were to await their coming train, Roy looked to his watch. 'Damn it, 5 more minutes until our train pulls up. I... be okay Ed. Please..'

Hawkeye looked into his eyes with a stern look, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Hawkeye noticed all, from the way his body was slumped against the wall to the way that his eyes were roaming the premises. She knew how worried he was, and felt a pang in her heart at the thought of the short golden alchemist being in pain. Honestly, now that she thought about it, it may have not been the best decision for all four of them to come, but whatever was going on with the Elric boys... Well, she knew she would need backup. She knew as well as anyone that no matter what the situation was the boys would never call for help. They were just too independent and caring. They wouldn't dare bring another person into harms way knowingly. She wanted the boys to be alright, almost as much as the raven-haired colonel himself.

Havoc was the first to start asking the questions, as always. His cigarette lightening his mood as he spoke, "So... what's the plan?"

Hawkeye managed to look over at Roy and shrugged, "We don't have one."

On that note Havoc and Hughes' mouthes dropped. "What.. What do you mean..? No.. No plan?"

Hawkeye shot a dangerous look, "Thats what I said isn't it." Her face softened a little after seeing the two mens expressions, and she lowered her voice "We're going to find Edward and Alphonse. That's all that we know."

The two men, still slightly gawking, accepted the knowledge they'd been given. They both knew that it wasn't that much to go on, but they would do whatever they could for the two young men who had come to be quite important to all of them. As the train pulled up, they cast a sidelong glance at Roy and noticed how much worse he looked after every passing moment.

His eyes looked too downcast to be their superior. His dark eyes usually full of commitment, now looking grieved over the two young boys.

Havoc looked over at hughes with a smirk, "Looks like the kid means more to the Colonel, than he let on."

Hughes only smiled.