Was the last chapter really that bad? . I can rewrite it, if that is what people want^^

Anyway, here's the next chapter:D

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA nor it characters. I only own my OCs personalities, not even their names belong to me.

Chapter 3

It's Human to Cry

Peace almost laughed at herself for being able to stay calm during the time it took before someone answered on the other side of the phone. Those few minutes had been like hell, the worry for her friend and sister rising within her.

"Hello, Devil's Nest Bar," a man's voice answered on the other side, giving Peace some minutes to think over what she should say.

"Hey, Peace Viroli here, I'm looking for Charity, could you please bring her to the phone?" Peace asked nicely, smiling even though he couldn't see it.

"Wait a minute. . . She's not here."

"That's okay. Do you think I can talk with your leader?"

"Boss, a kid's on the phone, wants to talk with you," she could hear the man talk to someone else as she waited, hoping at least someone could get the warning.

The sound of someone else grabbing the phone got her attention.

"Yeah?" Greed's voice. Peace shoot a gaze in both directions of the room she stood in, not catching anyone else, before she talked.

"Hello. I'm not sure if you remember me, but I am Patience, Charity's younger sister." Waiting, letting the words sink in.

"What'cha want?"

"I was just wondering if you could give Char a warning from me the next time you see her." Silence.

"Could you tell her that your dear younger brother is coming over with some friends of his? Most likely toward your place. I will be heading over too," hopefully he would do as she asked.

Charity sat quietly in one of the many chairs covering the main area of the bar, gazing down in a cup of tea. She felt a little bad for playing a part in the kidnapping of that Elric-kid, but she knew Greed and the others wouldn't harm him in any way, they just wanted a small talk with him.

Her eyes fell on the tattoo she wore on her hand. The one thing that marked her as a Virtue.

"You think too much, Char," an arrogant voice said above her head.

"And you too little," she answered before looking up.

"What is it, Greed?"

"Your sister called, said she will be coming over together with someone from the military." Someone from the military?

"Which one of them? Patience?"

"Yup." Patience's client are the leader of the military, Wrath. Could she mean him?

"Also, I need you to pick up some food at the market." Always something else as well.

"Sure, I'll be right back," the young woman got up from her chair, placed the teacup on the table and left the room. She could drink the rest when she got back and it finally was cold enough to drink.

Peace Viroli leaned against the wall inside one of Dublith's meatshop. Wrath and Armstrong was trying their best to get the owner to talk with them, which ended in the Major taking off his shirt and flashing his muscles, which lead to the owner – who was even bigger than the Major if possible – ripping his shirt apart by flashing his muscles.

The world was really filled with weird people.

Inside the small kitchen stood the boy they had followed, the Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric, and chatted with the owner's wife. Apparently they were old friends or something.

The boy said something she couldn't hear, and left through the backdoor.

Peace threw her superiors a look, before leaving after him. She had a feeling he would end up going toward Devil's Nest, so why not follow? It wasn't like she remembered the way there.

After walking behind the Elric-boy for several streets, the young woman decided to call out and catch up with him.

"Fullmetal, sir!" he stopped, and shot her a weird look. He probably hadn't though anyone would follow him.

"Are you heading toward Devil's Nest?" she asked polite, even smiling a little. A friendly smile.

He didn't answer, just glared at her with annoyance in his golden eyes. The eyes of his father.

"If you are, do you mind me coming with you?" still just a stare.

"You can trust me; I'm not a bad person. My name is Peace Viroli, First Lieutenant in the military. You see, my sister, she's over at the Devil's Nest and I have to get her," not even a blink. This was going to be hard.

"Please? I will not contact anyone, and Wr – King Bradley are not aware of me leaving the shop back there. At least I did not tell him," that would most likely bring her problems later, but she could not care less. Charity was a little more important.

"Fine," the boy finally said, allowing her to come with him.

"What in the world happened here?" Charity stared into the room in front of her. The sight of ground-laid guards outside had gotten her to wonder, but what met her once she opened the door into the room where they had the Elric-boy, was even more surprising.

"A housewife passed by while you were out," Dorchet answered from where he laid on the floor.

"And she gave you all a beating?"

"Well, not Greed – you know how he is – and not me, but rest got a beating pretty bad," Martel's voice said from inside the Elric-boy's armour; she had been on guard from there every since they captured him.

"How long since she left?"

"Not that long. . ." Dorchet started, but Martel broke him off.

"She arrived about the time you left, and walked out of here some minutes later," the woman said, not hiding anything it appeared. Charity raised an eyebrow.

"You have been on the floor for four hours?" she asked. No wonder it had been so quiet outside.

Dorchet made a doglike sound, but didn't answer her.

Loa, quiet as ever, just stared out in the room from where he sat alongside the wall.

Charity sighed and turned her head toward Martel and Alphonse.

"I hope these idiots didn't give you any trouble," she said to the boy, a friendly smile covering her lips.

"Not at all," the answer was simple, but said in a friendly voice.

"Did you get any name?" this time Charity turned toward the leader among them, Greed himself.

Just as the man was about to answer, the door behind her opened widely and a golden-haired boy appeared, followed by a black-haired young woman.

"Charity!" the woman called out, followed by a 'that's you sister?' from the boy.

"Pat- Peace! What are you doing here?" Charity stared wide-eyed on her sister. Of course, Greed had told her she would be showing up later, but she hadn't expected her to come so quickly.

"What do you want, kid?" they could hear Greed asked the boy about as Charity made her way over to her sister. Patience hadn't changed much since the last time she had seen her, on the other hand, none of them had. As far as she knew, even Diligence and Humility were the same.

"The military's coming, we have to leave! Wrath's with them!" Patience told her calmly as she reached her sister's side.

"What?! Wrath's with them?" this came as a surprise.

"Yeah, didn't Greed tell you? I asked him to deliver the messenger."

"He only told me you would be showing up later."

"Charity! Leave with your sister!" Dorchet called over to her, finally getting up from the floor.

"No matter what happen, you can't fight anyway, you know that!" this time it was Greed, in the same minute as he dodged one of the elder Elric-boy's punched. When had they started to fight anyway?

"This way," Loa called out to them all as he cracked the wall into pieces and walked through, carrying Alphonse and Martel over his shoulder.

"Come on!" Patience pushed her sister after the chimeras and the boy's-soul-in-an-armour.

"I'm almost thirty; you shouldn't push me around like this, little sister!" Charity cried out as they left their leader behind.

"Calm down!"

"You girls, take that road. It leads up in the city and into safety. It wouldn't be clever of us to drag you with us in case the military should catch up," Dorchet commanded, pointing up a road leading down into the cloak-system. When they looked over at the other side, they could see a similar road. Loa was already on his way down it with Martel and Alphonse over his shoulder. Once they were out of sight, Dorchet turned toward Patience and Charity.

"Greed told us about your messenger, Patience. He also told us to get Charity out safely. He knows she can't fight, doesn't have the heart to do it. It was also her heart that made him only tell us; Char would have protested," he told them, letting out why Charity didn't knew her sister's complete messenger.

"I see. . . Anything else before our ways gets separated?" Calm as ever, that was Patience.

"Yeah, if we don't survive this, neither chimeras nor Greed, kick Father's ass for us, would you?"

"You even know about Father?" Patience was a little shocked.

"Of course, Greed told us about Father and the other homunculi, so that we knew what we were up against," this time it was Charity who answered.

"I already knew, like the rest of us Virtues, but the others didn't." Dorchet grinned toward them both, before disappearing after Loa and the rest.

"Bye," Charity waved after him, forgetting her appearance as an almost-thirty-year-old-woman.

"Come on, Char, this way," Patience told her, before dragging her with her again down the road Dorchet and Loa had pointed out for them.

Charity fell to her knees as she watched from a roof as military-soldiers coming out of the bar she had called home for several years.

Tears started to leak from her eyes, making their way down her cheeks when she saw the bags they carried with them, all too familiar with what they held.

"Why? Why?" she whispered, her voice slowly fading away.

"Oh, Charity," Patience's voice said behind her, before the other woman kneeled down and hugged her.

"They were my friends. My friends! Bido. Loa. Dorchet. Martel. Greed. EVERBODY! How come I can fulfill other's wishes, but never my own? Damn these tears! Why are they falling?! Why am I feeling all of this?! I'm a Virtue!" still her voice was nothing more than a whisper.

"Charity, I kn. . ." catching what her sister was about to say, the oldest woman twisted around and rose to her feet.

"Do you, now?!" her voice rose, but not enough for anyone else than Patience to hear. Her sister and friend's hand reached up to a necklace she wore around her neck, hugging it closely inside her hand. A small smile made its way over her face.

"Believe me, I know." Charity started to cry again, before she ran up to hug her sister.

"I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. Besides, crying is human, and that shows you are more than just a Virtue. You are generous and self-sacrificing. You gave away everything you could have just to be with your friends. You fulfill every mission Mother or Greed puts on you with everything you have, just to make others happy, and more! You have everything that makes you Charity, and yet you have other feelings as well, not anger or jealousy or any other bad feeling, but the most human once, like sadness and happiness, they all rest inside you. They are what makes you you. Makes you just as human as anyone else. The only one of us I think is purely a Virtue is Humility. The rest of us, we all have flaws, just look at me; I'm so patience and calm that I might be rather cold sometimes," Patience laughed.

Charity blinked, twice.

"I see. . . Come on, Patience, let's go back to Central. I'm ready to give all my service to the job of removing the danger Father and his group gives." The younger woman stared at her in some sort of disbelief, before the smile came back.

"Are you serious? That would really help! You could look after Eriika for me while I am at work, when she comes home from kindergarten." Charity broke into a huge grin.

"You want her to get corrupt? Fine, I'm at it!"

And her tears stopped.

A/N: Hope this chapter was a little better than the last one^^ If you have any questions, just ask^^