I know, I have been slacking! Life got really crazy! Annnd despite the fact that I do have this planned out, I somehow forgot to actually decide how they were going to get out! So I am sorry for being over a month late, I will do better! I hope to have the next chapter ready for you this week, but in the mean time, here is some of Mustang's point of view! Enjoy!

WARNING! POSSIBLE TRIGGERS, THIS WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE, PAIN, BLOOD, SLIGHT GORE, AND SOME MENTION OF TORTURE! (I have a really difficult time using swear words in my writing, I just can't use them well at all, so forgive my silly substitutes!)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to FullMetal Alchemist, or any of its related content. I write for my own pleasure and I am only borrowing the characters to play with.

Chapter 4

A Father's Duty is to guard his children, protect them from harm and keep them safe, even at the expense of his own life.

Pain. It sparked along his limbs, clutched at his chest, and pounded in his skull. Every movement, every breath, caused agony to flood through him in waves. As Edward pulled him out the door, past the two guards wrapped up in the floor, Mustang gritted his teeth and tried to push it back. FullMetal needed him now.

"Were you too busy to get my watch too, FullMetal?" He wheezed out, trying to distract himself from the pain of each step. Edward snorted, shooting him a smirk as they stumbled down the hall.

"Al has it, he went to show it to Hawkeye and ask her about it. We didn't know how that man got his dirty mitts on your gloves, and when we called the Lieutenant to check in she sounded...off. She told us that you could not come to the phone and wouldn't tell us why. Al insisted on finding out what was going on. I didn't really care, but Al was determined." Mustang smiled slightly at the deliberately emotionless tone that the boy was using, and the way he refused to look at him told him that Edward had been far more worried than he was letting on.

Then what Ed had said hit him and he groaned.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye is going to kill me for worrying her like this. I was captured over a week ago." He muttered and Ed cackled, smiling smugly at him.

"Serves you right for vanishing on her like that." Mustang scowled at him grumpily before wincing as Ed adjusted his hold on his arm, sending more pain searing through him as the broken bones in his hand were jostled.

"Fullmetal...you realize I won't have a lot of control in this state. I could easily kill both of us by accident." Edward paused for a moment, a thoughtful look on his face, before shrugging carefully.

"You are the Flame Alchemist, Colonel Bastard. Fire is your area of expertise. I trust you." Roy swallowed hard, oddly touched by the boy's statement. Edward looked a little stunned himself, his cheeks slowly turning red. They were both quiet for long moment before Mustang cleared his throat roughly.

"Are we going to stand here all day?" Ed jumped, and grumbled at him moodily, both of them ignoring the unsteady note in Mustang's voice. They stumbled forward and after a few steps, Mustang noticed that Edward was muttering something under his breath at each door they passed.

"Talking to yourself, Fullmetal?" He asked curiously, and Ed scowled at him.

"I memorized how many rooms I passed on my way in, I am trying to switch it around in my head so that we don't get lost. Unless you actually know the layout of this place?" The boy explained, the sarcasm in his voice thick enough to cut. Mustang stiffened at his words, a twist of unease in his gut causing him to suck in a breath and his ribs protested the sharp movement.

"No, I do not remember how I got here." He ground out, trying not to wince. Ed's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Too bad, this place is way up in the mountains, kind of like Briggs." Mustang felt his lips tighten as grim disbelief filled him.

"When I fell into their trap, I was in a small village at the base of the mountains. I was out of it for a while, but I had no idea they had moved me this far. Hawkeye must be frantic." He muttered the las part, his heart clenching at the thought of how she must be feeling right now. If there was one thing he hated, it was causing her pain. Ed shrugged, looking away stiffly.

"Al will get your watch to her, Colonel. And since I haven't called him to gloat that I was right about the gloves, he will know that something is wrong." Edward stated, shifting his grip again carefully as his cheeks grew a little pink. Fullmetal was trying to comfort him. Mustang stared at the boy in surprise as they continued forward, abruptly reminded of exactly what Edward had said to Thomas before freeing him.

A clatter of sound was his only warning and he whipped his head around, his good hand raising instantly in a familiar habit and he felt a surge of confidence as he remembered the glove that Ed had returned to him. The snap echoed ominously and Ed jumped as a group of soldiers rushed them only to be blasted off their feet by the following blast.

"Truth, that felt good!" Mustang growled, feeling his lips curl in his trademark smirk as the heat washed over them. Ed stared at him for a moment before grinning broadly.

"I bet it did, Colonel. Let's hurry before more catch up to us." Mustang nodded, and tried to limp faster. They rounded a corner and stumbled to a halt as Ed cursed violently under his breath.

"Leaving so soon, Colonel?" Dren drawled, his casually mocking tone at odds with the rage twisting his face. The man standing next to him was familiar to Mustang, but Edward clearly had no idea who he was judging by the confused look on his face.

"I got the feeling I had warn out my welcome, Dren. I'm sure that failure of a State Alchemist next to you will agree, we don't get along too well. Especially now that I have figured out a way to pay him back for that pathetic trick he pulled." Mustang snarled, raising his gloved hand. Dren's eyes grew wide and he stumbled back.

"Leonard, do something!" He screamed and the alchemist stepped forward, both hands cupped around the pendant on his chest. The air flooded out of the room just as Mustang snapped, apparently killing the flames before they could start. Mustang grinned and snapped again, the resulting concussive wave nearly knocking both him and Edward off their feet. Dren and Leonard were not so lucky. Each got slammed through a different wall, Dren going clear through his wall while Leonard only cracked his, sliding down it with a groan. Edward gaped up at him, clearly surprised by the triumphant grin on Mustang's face.

"That Failure was the only reason they managed to catch me in the first place. He uses some sort of half-baked alchemy with oxygen, and it caught me off guard. I have used every spare second to figure out how to prevent it from happening again. I didn't use oxygen this time to create the blast, I used the other elements. You go take care of Dren, leave Leonard to me." Edward hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between Mustang and the alchemist slowly struggling to his feet.

"Fullmetal!" Roy snapped and Edward snarled at him.

"Fine! But you better kick his butt, you hear me, Bastard?" He ground out, propping him against the wall and shooting him one last glare with just a hint of worry hidden in his eyes.

"Oh, I will, you can count on that. Now go break a few of Dren's bones for me." Edward grinned evilly at that, an unusually dark look entering his eyes.

"Understood." The tone of Ed's voice really should have worried him, but he trusted the brat to stop himself, just like he had with those two men in that torture chamber. With an only semi-mocking salute, the boy raced forward and dove through the hole that Dren had made in the wall.

Smirking, Mustang turned back to where Leonard was shaking his head dizzily.

"Its just you and me now, you fraud. Lets see how you handle me face to face."

So, I'm sorry this is so short, especially after not updating for so long, but you will have more soon! Any reviews would be awesome, And a big THANK YOU to everyone who has favorited and followed this! You are all amazing!