Author's Notes: Chibi-chan: Thank-you to those who reviewed!

Jin's Lady: Do you have to be so perky?

Chibi-chan: Yes.

Jin's Lady: Whatever, you're weird.

Chibi-chan: Thank-you.

Jin's Lady: Roles Eyes Anyway, Al, would you be so kind as to do the disclaimer today?

Al: Sure. Jin's Lady and Chibi-chan do not own FullMetal Alchemist but they do own Morgan and Kaytie. Was that good?

Chibi-chan: Yup yup! . Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 6: To expect the Unexpected

Red lightening streaked across the room.

Morgan sat up in a cold sweat. Her breathing was heavy and as she passed her hand over her face she found that it was tear streaked.

She felt a familiar yet shocking sensation as her stomach turned over and her mouth started watering. As quickly as she could, she scrambled out of bed and rushed to the washroom. Morgan bent over the sink and threw up.

The brunette felt someone hold her hair back as she retched again. Wiping her mouth on the back oh her sleeve, she looked over her shoulder to see Miguel smiling.

She managed a weak smile back. "Thanks, I think I'm okay now though."

"You sick or something?"

Morgan shook her head and turned on the tap to wash her hands and mouth.

"I heard you screaming and crying in your sleep. That's why I came to check on you."

"I-I wasn't crying." Morgan said quickly. "Just a nightmare that's all."

She washed out the sink then returned to her room. What was wrong with her? Not only did she not get sick, but she was Morgan, she never got sick. She hadn't thrown up in years. She put that thought aside for now; she had to be at Winry's in an hour. It was her 'day off' as Mrs. Krimskii called it.

She quickly showered to get rid of the cold sweat and clammy feeling she'd gotten when she vomited.

When she stepped out again, she was still shaking.

Glancing out the window, Morgan saw the trees blowing in the wind. She sighed; it was going to be one of those days….

She decided it was cold out and dressed in her usual outfit; Navy blue tank top with translucent blue sleeves and dark blue cargo pants. With her watch in her pocket, she grabbed her purse and left, locking the door behind her.

The wind whipped her hair around and she hugged herself to get warm.

She was wondering whether Winry would mid very much if she was just a teensy bit late. She probably wouldn't. Morgan stepped off the main road and cut across a field.

In front of her stood a white house with blue shutters and a blue door. It was three floors, Morgan remembered, the basement, the main, and the upstairs. Her room had been on the upstairs.

She hadn't visited her old house before now, it looked pretty worn. The apple tree was still in the front yard but the grass in the front and back needed a good cutting.

She wondered if anyone lived here now. Probably not, judging by the state of things….

When they moved, she reflected, they'd left all their furniture. Her mother had called it a fresh start, Morgan called it stupid.

She sat on the porch steps awhile.

Morgan took a deep breath before knocking at Winry's door; she was late by, like, two hours…

She winced when a wrench came hurdling from one of the upstairs windows and missed he by inches. "You're i late /i !" Winry yelled down, stressing the last word.

Kaytie still didn't have a plan. So far, her 'plan' consisted of going along with the Homunculi. She sighed; she was so in over her head.

Envy was with her at the moment; they took turns 'watching' her. It was usually him or Sloth. Once or twice it had been Lust. Kaytie figured they didn't trust Gluttony enough not to eat her. She still hadn't met anyone else.

"Envy?"

He turned to face her. "What?"

"Where are we?" Kaytie had been popping this question up ever since she's arrived, hoping to catch him off guard and answer.

"Can't tell," He answered.

'Damn…' She thought. "Fine be that way."

"I will,"

"Are you bored?" Kaytie asked, she's just had a brain wave.

"Maybe," Envy answered. "Why?" He narrowed his eyes.

She crawled to the end of her bed, where Envy's chair was sitting. "Wanna play a game?" She tried (and failed) to look innocent.

"What do you have in mind?" He was suspicious, Kaytie could tell.

"It's called 'Truth or Dare,'" She said, hoping he'd agree.

"'Kay, I'll go first. How do you play?" He asked.

'Yes! Point number one! Kaytie: 1 Spiky: 0, Ha! Take that you over grown Palm tree!' As Envy took mental abuse in Kaytie's mind, she calmly explained how to play. "You ask the person 'Truth or Dare?' and they pick one. If they pick Truth, you can ask them a question and they have to answer truthfully. If they pick Dare, you get to dare them to do something."

"Okay, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," She smirked, easy as pie.

Envy couldn't think of a question. As he tried to bully his brain into thinking, he could see Kaytie getting impatient. "Why do you call me Spiky?"

"'Cause your hair reminds me of a palm tree, my turn, Truth or dare?" She snickered as a tick mark appeared on his forehead.

"Truth," He spat.

"Where are we?" 'Oh! Kaytie: 2 Spiky: 0'

"Can't tell."

'Damn,'

'Kaytie: 0 Envy: 100…'

Winry had gotten out her photo album and she and Morgan were rifling through pictures.

"Aww! Look at this one!" Winry cooed.

The picture was of Morgan when she still had short hair. She looked to be about six. "I remember that!" She exclaimed. In the photo she was wearing a blue dress and a birthday hat. Winry'd snapped the picture herself. "Look at this one," Morgan said, turning the page and pointing to a picture of the four of them.

Winry had her arms around Morgan's neck and was suffocating her in a hug. Meanwhile, Morgan was struggling to escape out of her grip at the same time as doing 'The Bunny Ears' behind Ed's back. He was standing more toward the front wearing his goofy grin and Al was standing off to the other side of Winry smiling shyly toward the camera.

"That's cute," Winry said smiling.

"Yeah, I remember that too. You were seriously choking me." Morgan laughed. "I couldn't breath."

"Really sorry?"

"Little late now." Morgan said, flipping the page.

"Fine then, don't take my apology." Winry said, crossing her arms in mock anger.

They burst into laughter.

Morgan jumped when she heard someone pound on the door. "Hold on," Winry said, getting up to answer it.

"Winry, open up!"

Morgan smiled, she knew that voice! 'Finally,' She thought. She'd been waiting for Ed and Al to visit forever…okay, so it was more like three week, but it seemed like forever. 'Took them long enough.'

Morgan grinned as Winry hurriedly opened the door.

Winry was worried. Surly Ed and Al didn't come all the way to Risembool just to visit her, he's never done it before. He obviously had a problem with his automail, but Morgan didn't know about it. She bit her lip. That might be a slight problem. How would she react?

Ed burst through the door to see Morgan smiling up at him from her spot on the floor. His face dropped and Morgan's eyes widened.

He had his red coat slung over his shoulder, having his black jacket showing. Morgan stared at his right, un-gloved hand. Shiny automail was peeking out from under his sleeve. Winry was silent, she saw Al standing behind Ed, missing an arm, an empty space inside.

"Ed," Morgan said in a strangely calm voice, the smile no longer on her face. "You never told me you have automail. What happened?"

"M-Morgan, I-I didn't know you were here…" He stuttered.

Morgan diverted her attention to Winry, who looked as though she was going to bite his head off. Morgan winced as she hit him repeatedly with her 'Wrench of Doom' they called it.

"You've been doing something dangerous again, haven't you?!" She smacked him. "What have I told you about breaking my precious automail?! Huh?! " One more good smack to the head, and Ed was unconscious. Morgan had seen that coming.

Sloth and Kaytie were playing Tic-Tac-Toe-- no, seriously.

This sentence turned over in Kaytie's head and she dimly registered how strange it sounded.

Over the weeks Sloth had 'watched' her about four or five times and Kaytie still couldn't shake the feeling she's seen her somewhere before.

Her green eyes snapped to Sloth's brown. She could swear….Nah!

Morgan had completely fainted when she's seen that there was nothing inside Al's armour. She was now lying on the couch and seemed unwilling to wake up.

Well, she was awake; she just didn't want to open her eyes. 'He doesn't have a body…' She thought. 'And Ed has automail,' Morgan was tempted to roll over but didn't want to move. 'When did this happen?' She could hear them talking; apparently Ed had regained consciousness.

"Winry, why didn't you warn me she was here?!" He asked, clearly agitated.

"If you called before coming, maybe I would have!" She snapped back. "Why didn't you tell her in Eastern?"

"I haven't seen her in seven years, Winry! Oh, good first impression, 'Hey, long time no see! By the way Al doesn't have a body and it's all my fault.' That's a conversation I wanna have."

"Brother! It was both our faults!"

Morgan decided to open her eyes. In one quick movement she sat up and pulled her knees to her chest, scaring the others.

Ed toppled backwards off his chair in shock and Winry gasped.

"Morgan, are you alright?" Al asked, worry lacing his voice.

"I-I'm fine," She swallowed the lump in her throat and rested her head on her knees. "Just a little dizzy."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Winry gesture to Al to follow her. "I have some spare automail parts for your arm, so that when I fix Ed's he'll be able to fix you." She said in a would-be casual voice. It sounded forced.

That just left her and Ed…..what now?

As he opened his mouth to speak, Morgan held up her hand to silence him. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She said quickly.

Ed sighed, "Well, you might as well know now. Winry's right, I should have told you in Eastern. I know you were listening Morgan."

She tried to look innocent and failed.

Morgan stood and stretched. She sat back down on the couch. She looked at him seriously. "Okay, shoot."

Kaytie swung her red hair back out of her face and smirked. "Tic-Tac-Toe, three in a row!"

Sloth pouted and Kaytie's eyes widened in recognition. "I know where I've seen you now! You-you're King Bradley's secretary! He made me stand beside you at the inspection! Does he know? That there are Homunculi in the military, I mean? Obviously not or you wouldn't be there," She was more talking to herself rather that Sloth now.

"I've been waiting for you to recognize me- in one way or another." She smirked. "It took you long enough, what use are you to us if you can't do such a simple task?" Kaytie glared.