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Chapter 8
Ed had blocked the shot with his metal arm and rolled out of the way of a second shot without time to pause and think. .
Morgan pointed his gun at the woman, "Put down your weapon." His voice was cold, and demanding.
Ed finally saw his attacker. She was thin and tall with flowing blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a tightly fitted red-knit, knee-length sweater and she was gorgeous by any man's standards. Unfortunately, she still looked intent on shooting Edward.
"Put it down or I'll shoot," Morgan repeated and Reid drew his gun beside him, awkwardly.
The woman laughed, it was a sweet seductive laugh, Edward shuddered, he had to remind himself that he had seen and heard much worse. For a moment he thought, with one clap of his hands and a simply touch of the ground and he could kill this woman, easy. Then Edward almost stood up in front of the murderers' gun, how could he consider using alchemy like that especially on someone who could not use it?
Instead he scrambled away from the guns and towards the large metal pot harbouring the miniature tree-like plant he had stared at for some time on his way into the building the first time. It was weird to see a tree indoors. He silently picked it up with his right hand and tossed it at the woman's head while she was distracted by Morgan's demands. It bumped her squarely in the back of the head and she fell forward, completely unconscious.
"I had the situation under control," Edward frowned.
"I can see that," Morgan said sarcastically. "Hotch is not going to be happy."
"Why?" Ed folded his arms across his chest. "This is the woman from the alley. I'm sure of it. You've got your man, er... woman."
Reid sighed, "But you're already in enough trouble. Whatever the cause you shouldn't have been unsupervised when she attacked you."
"Well, tell your boss that's too bad," Ed huffed. "I wouldn't have let anyone follow me to the bathroom regardless." Ed was getting tired. How long was this "arrested" thing going to last?
"Let's get you back to the interrogation room," Reid said. "I think that's enough 'exercise' for now."
Ed nodded in agreement. The others had joined them by then, "Prentiss, please, get this one in interrogation two." Morgan asked.
She nodded and cuffed the unconscious woman. Ed wasn't sure how they intended on getting her all the way up to the interrogation rooms.
Morgan led Edward back to the kitchen, "What do you want?"
"Do you have any stew?"
"Uh, no," Morgan gave him an incredulous look.
"What? I like stew," Ed frowned. He hated when they looked at him like he was crazy. This place was crazy if anything. He defiantly wasn't in Amestris anymore. He briefly played with the idea that somehow in this seemingly alchemy-less world he was in the future.
"How about I order a pizza and bring you up some?" Morgan asked, it was getting close to dinner for him anyway and he knew Reid had yet to eat. It was never hard to get rid of leftover pizza around here.
Pizza. Now that was something Edward had heard of before. He smiled and nodded. Ed was left in the interrogation room alone again. The worst thing was he couldn't do anything with his automail or alchemy in this room, he appeared to be alone but he hadn't any idea who was watching him from the other side of the glass. It was likely that everyone was crowded in the watch-room for interrogation two by now, waiting for the unsub to wake. It was around 45 minutes before anyone returned to Ed. Reid was carrying two slices of pepperoni pizza and a bottle of water.
"Thanks," Ed said. "Has she woken up yet?"
Reid nodded, "Morgan is interrogating her now."
"So do I get to leave soon? Since you have your suspect?" Ed pleaded.
Reid winced, "You get to leave with us... but you can't be rid of us until we find your parents or guardians. You wouldn't happen to know your fathers' phone number would you?"
"For all I know that bastard is dead."
Reid's frown deepened, "Edward, I understand what it's like to have father issues, believe me—"
"Do you know what it's like to watch him leave one morning and never come back? The to watch as your mother pretends to be alright then dies, broken-hearted, sick, and alone, when you were just ten?" Ed snapped.
"I've had a similar experience," Reid smiled, gently. "My father left when I was just a kid. My mother is schizophrenic. I had her institutionalized when I turned 18. I've never forgiven myself, just like you can't forgive yourself for not noticing your mother was sick."
Ed humped, "I hold myself responsible for a lot more than that."
"Like what?"
"Never mind," Ed mumbled.
Reid was silent for a moment, "So, if your parents were gone when you were so young who did you live with?"
"We lived with Granny Pinako and Winry for a while. Granny was an old drinking buddy of my father's," Ed smiled to himself. "Sometimes we stayed at home after that. Learning from the books in the bast— I mean my father's study."
"Do you know how we could contact her?" Reid asked.
"No," a shadow of pain passed in front of Ed's face. He didn't think their new technology went so far as to reach across the gate.
"Hey Reid!" The blonde woman; JJ, popped her head in the door. "The suspect just confessed. She had details we never even dreams of releasing to the general public!"
"Come on, Ed," Reid smiled. "Once Hotch signs the papers you're out of here... and home with us."
Reid was wondering how long he'd have to hang out at Morgan's. They were good friends but roommates was another matter entirely. The kid didn't require 24 hour surveillance now, so he could go home to sleep rather than camping on Morgan's couch but he had a feeling he'd be around quite a bit. He was the one who said he'd take the kid, not Morgan. He shouldn't have to take care of him. He'd talk to Morgan about it later.
Ed followed Reid quickly out of the room and grinned, he was closer to freedom than he had been twenty-four hours ago, which was a total plus.
Edward somehow ended up sitting in Hotch's office with Reid hovering behind him.
"So, you understand that this temporarily custody agreement is going to be just until we can locate your parent or guardian?" Hotch said.
"Yes," Ed nodded.
"Ok, then you guys are free to go," he turned to Reid. "I'm giving you and Morgan the day off. We can finish up the paperwork."
Reid thanked Hotch and they left. The three men, one significantly shorter than the others, moved towards the vehicles in the parking lot.
Without warning a searing pain shot out of Edward's automail leg and into his body; a jolt of electricity. It was like the nerves connecting to his automail the first time but much, much worse. His legs went out from under him and he collapsed for what felt like the tenth time that week onto the cold unyielding pavement. His faced slammed into the gritty floor, the small sharp stones cutting into his cheek. His entire body convulsed slightly with the pain. More jolts shot from his arm and leg, over and over.
TBC
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