Disclaimer: I do not own full metal alchemist and likely never will.
Sarah pov
I always enjoyed having the window seat. Something about being able to look out the window, instead of jammed between two people was all that really mattered. When looking out the window, it was like watching a film.
I got into Grandpa's old car. It was a mach one mustang, so I couldn't complain about it being an old rust bucket. I don't even remember ever seeing grandpa's car. It looks brand new, and I wondered how many miles it had on it. Don't ask why, but I have an obsession with cars. I loved the sound that came off a race track, just as they zoomed by. I also loved having the window wide open, just to feel the wind in your face, but crabby old grandpa wouldn't let me.
"Are we there yet?" I began
"No." Ed replied
I waited patiently, for let's say……20 seconds.
"Are we there yet?" I nagged
"No."
"What about now?" I asked again, being smart
"No!"
"How about…."
"NO WE ARE NOT THERE YET!"
"I didn't finish" I Complained
"I don't care"
I forced myself to look out the window. Now seeing the vast dairy farms turn in to green forest, and bush. There where so many trees that I wondered what the earth might look like if no one had cut them down. Would we live in tree houses? I think I spotted a deer, but it must have dashed of somewhere before I could really confirm it. It would grow rocky in some areas where the ground floor was visible, and this is when I would look for animals, yet I couldn't find any.
I fought about mom, then about Chris and James, and then for the first time ever my dad. Dad and I didn't really get along, it wasn't that we hated each other; it was just that, I don't think dad knew how to deal with girls. James and Chris where always all over him, doing almost everything tighter, sports, hiking, watching movies, or just talking, they did it all. It didn't bug me so much until mom left.
I what'd to get to know my dad. Who he was? What he did? And if he liked me? So I tried to act more like a boy in front of him. I was pretty much a tomboy, but I what'd to prove to him, that he could do stuff with me as well.
Some what flash back
The day mom died, and my birthday dad had bought me a soccer ball at the gift shop. It wasn't raped or anything, just handed over. It was your average normal soccer ball; there wasn't even a company name.
I wasn't expecting anything for my birthday, because mom was really sick, and I though that we would celebrate it after, once mom had gotten better.
I remember the day mom died, I was walking down one of the hospital halls, heading out into a small court room. The halls where just like hospital halls, but this one was quit empty, dad walked by me, pushed the soccer ball into my hands, then fled into moms hospital room. I stopped and watched him, giving a blank stare and I continued down towards the court room.
There where no windows in the court room, so no one could see me. I didn't what them to, I what'd to be alone. There was tree in the middle surrounded by a couple flowers. There where also flowers surrounding some parts of the walls. Where there was none, I had kicked my soccer ball so hard, that it had left a big mark on the wall. I kicked it again and again but not as hard as the first. I tried to imagining myself as a big time soccer player. I had one goal and that was to shot it in-between two of the trees branches. Nothing mattered to me, but getting the ball in-between the two branches.
It started to mist. The sky was full of dark gray clouds and some almost back to the Far East. There was a load crack of thunder filled the air, and soon it begin to poor. It was cold October rain, and was almost as cold as ice. Yet I still stood out there and kicked the ball. I hadn't kicked the ball threw the trees yet.
It took me almost an hour but I did it, just as another crack of thunder, this time closer and loader came. I ran inside, I was terrified of storms. Soaked wet, I made my way into the waiting room. Dad wasn't there.
I had gone threw the bottom floors halls. Dad wasn't there.
I had gone into elevator one, two, three and four. Dad still wasn't there.
Finally I made it into mom's room, dad still wasn't there, but mom's cold, dead body was. I had walked up towards mom, and tears dripping down my face. I was alone in the room with my mom for the first time. I didn't know that she had died.
"Mom, I can't find dad anywhere? I don't know where he went" I cried 'what if he never comes back for me, what if he left?"
There was no reply.
"Mom, do you think daddy likes me?'
Still no reply
"Mom, what about Chris and James, they won't talk to me at all anymore" I whimpered
There was a long silent pause
"Why won't you talk to me, mom !?"
Nurse pov
I hated my job so much, and after today I had decided to quit. I hate it so much in the world right now. How could I get myself so emotionally attached? This Job had paid, good, good money, but that didn't matter anymore.
My job you ask? Well, if someone goes into and out of the emergency zoon, in-between thoughts times when that where "fine" but couldn't leave the hospital. I would be the one to clean there beds, Help them when they needed to go pee, bused for food, and was a look out incase anything acted up. I also would talk to these people and get to know them, it wasn't really part of the job, but it made doing my job easier.
I also, had to clear the room, after someone had pasted on. This wasn't included in my job description, but we where in a small hospital in the middle of know where, with very limited supplies and were low funded.
There was the hospital in the city just north of here, but if was having new renovations at the time. The old building was being updated and they where adding on a new extension.
I made my way into Anna Elrics room; I had come to known this young lady quiet well. She had married at age 20, just as she had gotten out of high school, and had had here first two children at age 21 and 25, then had another two years later at age 27. Now in her mid thirties, the woman was suffering from cancer. It had first started out as Brest cancer, and was found out pretty quickly and was gone. Then later the women started having heart problems that had made her pretty weak, her liver then started failing and was finally taking away by another cancer. The women had helped me decide on having children myself.
I stopped and heared some voices in her room
"I'm sorry but limitations to this….." I paused. There in front of me was a small young girl, crying on her mom's chest. Tears steaming down my face, I couldn't help myself. My job was to deal with patients not crying children. I must have been over heard as the young girl turned from her mom to me. Tears and snot where running down the little girls face.
"I'm sorry but you can't…."
"Why …..hiccup won't mom….hiccup t….talk to me. Where…….d…did….." she took her hand and wiped away tears and snot that had been running into her mouth. "Dad…….daddy….go"
I what'd to pick up the child, and take her home with me. I what'd to cradle her in my arms and rock her back and forth saying that it was o.k. But, would that be alright? I did the most idiotic thing and acted in an adultish way.
"Please fallow me miss, you can't be in here"
The small, small young girl wiped her eyes, and obeyed. She could be around 9ish, maybe 8?
I called the young girls father, it seems that he was so depressed about his now late wife that he had forgot all about his daughter. I could tell he was going though depression.
"If you would like, you could spend the night here?" I asked
"No thank you, I have two young boys at home" He responded
I didn't trust him all that well, I mean leavening you kid alone at the hospital. What if left her alone in the car, or and I wouldn't blame the man if he went to the bar, but what left her there. With that, I saw the young girl be taking by the arm, quiet and obedient, and so brave. The last I could remember of her where her eyes, her almost icy blue eyes with a blank expression on her face. She looked up at her father then looked back at me, smiling and mouthing the words bye.
As she left, my eyes feel up with tears again. God, I hated my Job.
Sarah Pov
At that time, dad didn't talk to me at all, not in the car, and not even at home. I kept myself locked up in my room, not by choice, but by fear. I could hear Chris and even James pouting.
James was my big brother, and he would sometimes hold that up ageist me, but more so Chris was the youngest, and I….I was the girl, the girl that had gotten her own room, and that it wasn't fair.
What wasn't fair was that they had each other to talk to and I was stuck in my room alone. I wouldn't dare enter the hall, for fear of my frantic dad. He was up all night, crying, screaming, yelling and talking to himself. I what'd to comfort him, but I couldn't, I what'd to tell him it would be o.k., but I couldn't. I needed to go to the bathroom, but I couldn't. So that night in over three years, I had wet the bed, soaking all my covers. I didn't tell anyone.
At that time I didn't know the concept of someone dieing. I kept thinking that mom would all of a sudden show up. I would wait for her at the bus stop endless times for her to be done with work. I kept thinking that she was late. One time after dusk my dad showed up.
I could here his foot steps coming on by one; He was in his business uniform. At times I though he looked pretty cool in his uniform, as he approached now it just looked so cold.
"You going wait here all day?" he asked
I didn't say anything but kept looking up and down the street.
"You know, it's getting pretty cold"
I continued to look both ways, still waiting.
"Aren't you hungry?"
I stopped ignoring him as my stomach let out a load grumble; I rolled back and forth on the pads of my feet.
"No"
I looked up at him, and he started to laugh.
Sarah's dad's pov
It had been nine o'clock noon, and my little girl still hadn't shown up. Fast asleep, my two boys where lying on the couch, controls still in the hands from playing video games. I let out a load sigh, how long was Sarah going to keep this up?
I had blamed myself for leavening her there, the nurse stead that she was left alone in the room with ….with Anna. I couldn't believe myself, what was I some kind of nut?
In truth I was never expecting the doctor to pull her out and say "It's a girl". I wasn't ready for that, the doctor had said it was going to be a boy and I had put my own to that.
James, My oldest son was also expecting a brother. He would ask me questions after questions.
"When my younger brother going come, all teach him how to play soccer, how about that?"
I was so excited, But then Sarah came along, well, I looked at that baby. Bright blue eyes and what looked light orange fuss on the top of her head. Crying and crying her head off. They handed it to me.
"Roy, Roy….tell me, Is he alright"
"It's a girl" I answered
Anna smiled.
As I approached Sarah, my vision slightly changed, instead of Sarah, there sat Anna at the bus stop.
flash flash back
There on the block, was Anna, a fellow co worker of mine. She was one and a million, and you could tell I was all over her. Who wouldn't be though, she was very compassionate but also strong and very firm. Her bright blue eyes and brown hair neatly in a bun and if that wasn't enough, it was the way she smiled at me. She sat on the bench.
She turned "Mr. Robison, what brings you here?"
My face whet red, There right on cue was here smile. "I….I… this is also my stop"
Don't lose you cool.
"Really, Why I have never seen you here Mr. Robinson"
Darn it.
"I…..I…..the bus broke down, and I have to start taking this one now"
"Is that so?"
"Why yes"
I took a to the seat beside her, pinkness still showing on my face.
"Why Mr.Robision?" she asked with sudden shyness "Do you like me?"
"Of course"
End flash flash back
"Daddy, I mean, do you really like me?" Sarah questioned
I snapped out of it.
"Of course I do hunny, what makes you say that?"
There was a long pause.
"Don't worry at the whole bed wetting thing, it's alright'
"I guess" Replied Sarah
Oh Anna, if only you could come back to me. Anna…
End of all flashbacks
Sarah pov
Did I ever tell you I wasn't a true blond? It's true, I had a little bit of red, of course it wasn't very noticeable, but between my two brothers, I was kind of the outcast. I yawned and leaned over grandpa's seat.
"Are we there yet?"
"NO!"
Alright, I decided to keep my little comment thingy at the bottom this time, so here it goes. I don't think I answered many of the questions that you asked, but I thought I give you an idea about how Sarah's mother died and the type of father "Roy" is. Yes, now Sarah's mom and dad have names. I asked a little while ago what name I should have gotten for Sarah's mother, and was going call her Trisha instead, But I kind of liked the name Anna, so thank you very much Sally Elric. So to replace that, I have now called Sarah's dad Roy, just a little thing that would probley annoy Edward off. I'm sorry that there where so many flash backs, and they might have gotten a little confusing. And you are very welcome katycat. I would be way more then happy if you could edit for a while and be a beta, until I can one again. Thank you all to thoughts how have posted and commented. I appreciate them very much.
