A/N: Hi there! I"m so sorry it's been so long since the last update! I've been busy, what with school ending and stuff, but I finally got this finished. This is the last actual chapter. I'm sorry. There are two endings though. I wasn't sure how to end it, so I wrote both. I"m sorry I didn't write the fight with the homunculi; I might've if I'd known how to actually start it, but alas, I did not. Anyway, there'll be some extra scenes coming, so it's not over quite yet. Enjoy!


Eddie was scared, terrified really. She wouldn't normally be worried about a fight with the homunculi, but there were so many people she could loose. She was tired of loosing her friends. People like Nina and Mr. Hughes, they shouldn't have died. She should have been able to protect them, but she couldn't. She didn't know what she would do if lost anyone in the fight; even loosing Mustang would hurt her.

She hated to admit it, but she did care about Mustang. He'd been like a father to her since she was twelve. He'd sure been a better father figure than Hohenheim, in her opinion. She resented Mustang for many things, but he'd helped her through so many things, including accepting and dealing with her pregnancy.

Izumi and Riza had been like mothers to her ever since she'd met them. They were stricter than Trisha, but she loved them both for everything they'd done to help her.

Alphonse was her little brother, and only living family. (Aside from Hohenheim, but she didn't consider him a part of her family). She'd sacrificed her right arm to bind his soul to that suit of armor after their failed human transmutation, and she wasn't about to loose him tonight.

Russell was the father of her unborn child, and she didn't know what she would do if he died. She wasn't going to let her child grow up fatherless like she had.

She couldn't loose any of them; she just couldn't. They would fight, and they would kill those homunculi. She knew this wouldn't be the end. Even if they did manage to kill Lust and Envy, more homunculi would just come. Maybe they'd send Pride, or Wrath, or even Sloth. It would take a lot to stop whatever t=plot they had cooked up, but they had to do it.


The night air was cold and the wind blew softly. Everyone walked a bit slower than usual, glaring intensely at the ground as if it were the homunculi themselves. They crossed the last field of the park and stood for a moment outside of the abandoned warehouse. Who the hell builds a warehouse at the edge of a park? Eddie wondered briefly before opening the door and walking calmly inside the building, the others following suit.

"Ah, so you showed up?" asked a seductive voice from the shadows. Eddie glared, but no one saw it because of the dim lighting.

"You know, you should really learn how to stay dead." She ground out. A tall woman with long, curly black hair stepped from the shadows. The was wearing a long, revealing, strapless dress, longs gloves that went up her arms, and stripper boots, all were dark black. She had a red tattoo of a dragon eating it's own tail, with a strange triangle like design inside it on her chest, right above her large breasts.

"But where's the fun in being dead?" she chuckled slightly.

"Oh, you brought others did you? This'll be fun." Remarked a thick voice, and then a very feminine looking man stepped out from the shadows beside the woman. He had long, olive green hair that was styled in a way that made it look somewhat like a palm tree. He was wearing a sports bra like top, a short skirt over a pair of biking shorts, a pair of fingerless gloves, a headband, and a pair of sock like things that didn't cover his heels, all also black. He had a red tattoo like the woman's on the side of his thigh just below the hem of the skirt.

Eddie glared harder, if possible, at the man. The man smirked. "What's wrong pipsqueak, angry?" he taunted.

"Shut up Envy!" she yelled, not moving. No one moved, until the man began to laugh.

"And why should I? I'm going to kill you tonight; why should I have to listen to you?" The whole group glared at him as he spoke. Before anyone could stop her, Eddie replied to his clearly rhetorical question.

"You're not going to kill anyone Envy. I refuse to let you kill the people I love." She spat. The woman chuckled again.

"Love, such a useless emotion. It makes humans vulnerable, and that makes you weak." She said.

The fight ensued minutes later after more fiery, insulting conversation. The person to deal the first blow was the black haired woman, Lust. The fight went on for a while, various injuries dealt to both sides, though they affected the homunculi far less than they affected the group of Amestrians. Nothing too significant happened until about an hour into the fight, (A/N: Long fight idn't it?), when Lust shot a finger-spear-thingy at Eddie, it should have been a fatal blow, and it would have been if Russell hadn't shoved her out of the way, getting hit in the shoulder a few inches away from his heart. "Russell!" Eddie shouted. Mustang glared and caught both homunculi in a wall of flames, and kept burning them until they finally turned to ash, complete ash, philosopher's stone and all. (A/N: Isn't that how he killed both of them in Brotherhood?)

"Russell" Eddie rolled him onto his back, eyes wide in panic.

"We need to get him to a hospital, now." Izumi said quickly, helping Riza lift him into the sniper's arms. Riza looked to Mustang before moving.

"They're dead, for good this time." He said grimly, shoving the warehouse door open.


They met the Host Club and the rest of the Amestrians at the hospital, where Russell was rushed into the emergency room. Eddie sat in a waiting room chair with her head in her hands. "He's going to be okay Ed." Winry told her softly, placing a hand gently on her shoulder.

"It's all my fault. It's always my fault. He could die, and it's all my fault." She mumbled the first part, and spoke the last sentence in a strained voice as she lifted her head to look at Winry.

"It's not your fault Brother." Alphonse said to her, also placing a hand on her shoulder. Ed slumped back into the chair, muttering things to herself.


"You know she's going to blame herself for this, don't you?" Riza said quietly to Roy. He nodded, leaning his head back against the cool hospital wall.

"Of course she will. I just hope Russell lives. He needs to live." He replied softly.

"He'll live. He'd do anything to make sure Ed's not alone; even if it means surviving terrible odds." Mustang chuckled a bit.

"You do know that if that wound can kill him, it will." He pointed out. Riza smiled softly.

"It's amazing the things motivation can do for the wounded." She whispered almost inaudibly. Instead of replying, Roy simply laid his head down on Riza's shoulder. She didn't object; just let him rest there, silence engulfing them, worried, comforting silence.


A doctor came out and talked to Eddie. "He'll live." The doctor said. Eddie let out a large sigh of relief, before asking: "Can I see him?" the doctor nodded and led her to the room Russell was in.

Russell was asleep when Eddie entered. His chest was bandaged, and he was hooked up to several chemical drips, and monitors. She sat in a chair next the bed, and looked at his sleeping form for a moment. "You're such an idiot." She whispered, a small smile working it's way onto her face. "You could have gotten yourself killed doing that." She whispered after a minute or two of silence. He didn't answer of course, he was asleep, but she needed to say that. Besides, it was easier to say it now, because he couldn't argue with her.

She closed her eyes, and allowed one tear of relief to slip from the corner of her eye. She knew now, she loved Russell. Not in the way she loved the others, in a different way, in a stronger way. Russell was right that night; she did believe in love. And so what that she did? Other people could fall in love, so why couldn't she?


Alternate Ending

She closed her eyes, and allowed one tear of relief to slip from the corner of her eye. She knew now, she loved Russell. Not in a romantic way, in a simple way. He was like family to her, and she loved him as such. She opened her eyes slowly to look at him. Things were going to be okay.


A/N: Well, how'd you like it? I know it may seem a little rushed, but to be honest I really wanted to end this fic. I'm not sure why, I just did. Anyway, what do you think of the endings? Tell me in a review.

I'm sorry this wasn't really very crossover-y. It was going to be originally, but I got wrapped up in things, and brought in so many characters, and just kind of lost the whole Host Club. I"m really sorry. My next story will be a crossover too, and I promise it'll be better. But first I have to finish out my Royai fic. (Which won't be very long. The new crossover should be out by mid to late June). Please review, and I'll see you in the extras!