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Elena can feel how exhausted Edward is as he makes each hasty step to the Rockbell home. Behind them, she can hear Alphonse pleading with Armstrong to slow down, and Edward too, before both hurt themselves. Edward shouts something back, but is immediately silenced by the sight of a blonde appearing at the balcony. And then at said automail mechanic noticing his sleeve flapping away which had only one logical explanation.
"EDWARD ELRIC." Winry's rage is only beginning as Elena holds on closer. Edward, surprisingly, stops right where he is.
"I have a shield." He shifts his hold on Elena whose head is conveniently over his. So that explains the piggyback ride. "You can't hit me-"
The last of his words are drowned out by a wrench that leaves a crater right by his feet. Slightly terrified, Elena loosens her grip.
"If you ever loved me, you will not let go."
"ELENA. OFF."
Not sure of who exactly to side with, Elena's choice is saved by the arrival of Armstrong and Alphonse.
And the sight of the latter in pieces in a crate isn't helping.
"That was quite a feat, Edward Elric." Armstrong admits, his mustache forming a smile and completely oblivious to the sure hell he had just ran into. Setting down a silenced Alphonse, who is quite aware of certain hell, Armstrong notices Edward's exhaustion and whitening face. "Here, let me assist you."
Thinking he's doing the eldest Elric a favor, Armstrong lifts Elena off of Edward.
"What are you-." Edward can't put words together as the sole body between him and Winry is gone. He dares to look up for a millisecond, and catches a look that resembles pure hell. "NOOOOOOO-"
Elena has never seen Edward hit so hard, or knocked back so far.
"Brother!" Alphonse manages to speak, but Edward doesn't move as a huge bump forms from the deadly impact.
"YOU'RE NEXT." Winry warns the disassembled suit of armor. "DRAG HIM IN HERE. NOW."
And not a single person dares to disobey.