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Chapter Ten:

They Had No Idea

Roy woke up early, and opened his eyes to see the golden glow of Edward's hair. The automail had to be removed, because of the skin around the ports required surgery, so the teen only had his left arm and right leg. Roy allowed a small smile to show on his features. Edward was alive. Edward wasn't alone. He had kept his promise, He always would.

But now, he just wanted to take Edward and go home, or well, back to Riza's apartment anyway.

He also wanted Edward to wake up. He wanted to see Edward smile. He wanted him to laugh. And joke. To yell. He wanted Edward to throw, hit and scream.

God, he really was selfish.

But that didn't matter. He had Edward. And now, he knew that the blonde would continue to live.

The smile on his face grew.

He didn't know how long he was staring at Fullmetal's face, it felt like hours, but the next thing he knew, long, blonde eyelashes were fluttering, as if debating if they should open or keep his golden eyes closed.

"Edward, Edward, come on, wake up." Roy whispered softly.

The eyelashes made their decision. Golden orbs stared at onyx.

"C-colonel?" Edward whispered, his voice raspy.

Roy nodded. "Yes, Edward it's me. And, I'm really sorry for what I said to you... back at Riza's."

The teen gave a sad smile. It almost looked pained.

"I-it's okay. You only said the truth..."

"EDWARD!"

The blonde's shoulders stiffened from hearing the colonel's harsh tone.

"Y-yes?"

"Don't you ever say that again! That was not true, so don't say it is!"

The young alchemist avoided the older man's eyes, and decided his lap was a lot more interesting than Roy's face.

"Yes it is... it is true... I failed last time... I failed..."

Roy opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted by the creak of the door.

"OH MY GOD! EDWARD! YOU'RE AWAKE!" Jean shouted, alerting the others, who were in the waiting, to come running towards the teens hospital room.

Edward gave a soft smile. "Yes, Havoc, I'm awake." It was highly unusual, but the blonde's voice didn't hold any of the sarcasm that it usually would have.

The subordinates knew something was troubling Edward. The needed to know, if this was serious... there was only one way to test this...

They looked at each other, exchanging glances... they all seemed to read each other's minds, because they knew what the plan was.

Heymans went first. "Hey, how are you feeling, shorty?"

Edward gave another soft smile. "I'm feeling fine, thank you." No explosion. No rant. No temper tantrum. And he said thank you. Edward practically never said thank you...

Oh. Dear. God. There was something wrong. Horribly wrong. The room grew to a almost awkward silence.

Jean decided it needed more testing. Maybe Edward just didn't hear it?

"Well, pipsqueak, I hope you get over this little problem."

That soft smile was starting to scare Roy and his subordinates. "Yes, Havoc, I hope I get over this small problem too. Thank you for your concern."

This couldn't be Edward. It couldn't be. He said the word small in his sentence. And another thank you. This was not right. Where was the smart ass, fiery, hot headed kid they had all grown to love like family?

The group glared at Roy. It was his fault. It was his fault their temperamental Edward was gone.

Edward spoke once more. "I hope you have all faired well while I was here?"

Was this really Edward? He actually sounded genuinely concerned for their well fair. This wasn't right. And the group didn't like this one bit.

"Y-yeah, we're all fine, Edward." Riza said shakily.

He smiled once more. Why was he smiling so much? "Oh good, I'm very glad to hear it."

They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, can I talk to Ms. Riza Hawkeye for a moment in private?" Dr. Knox asked.

"Oh, yes of course." Riza was a bit confused. What was the doctor going to say? Why was it in private?

"I bet you're wondering why I asked to speak with you."

The blonde woman nodded.

"It's about Mr. Elric's condition."

"What about it?" She asked, barely hiding the concern and panic in her voice.

"Has he been acting different?" Dr Knox asked bluntly.

"Yes..." Riza answered cautiously.

The aged doctor sighed. "I was afraid of that... What are the differences?"

"Well, Edward did not lose his temper with the usual remarks about his height... And he said thank you. Repeatedly..."

"Why? What caused this?"

Dr. Knox took off his glasses and rubbed them on his shirt, then placed them back on the bridge of his nose.

"Tell me, did Edward experience anything... let's say, traumatic... right before this event?"

The first lieutenant thought carefully. She nodded. "Yes..."

The older man sighed again. "What happened?"

Riza, seeing that she had no option but to tell him, proceeded to explain to him about what happened right before they came to the hospital. About what Roy said to Edward.

"Oh god, Mustang really screwed up..."

Panic leaked into the blonde woman's voice. "Why?"

Dr. Knox paused. "Well... having that type of thing said to him, was bound to mess him up pshycologically. Seeing as how much the boy trusted Mustang. But with the surgery he just went through too..."

" What's wrong with Edward?"

Another pause. "Well, you could say, due to this experience, Edward's personality has... altered."

Brown eyes grew wide. "Can we fix it?"

"I'll be honest. I don't know."

"So you're saying that because of what the colonel said to Edward, his personality has changed?"

"Yes... Mustang screwed up this time..."

'We will fix this Edward. I promise.' Riza swore silently to herself.

They would fix this.

They would get the old Edward back.

Too bad they had no idea just how hard that would be.

...Yes... They really had no idea, just how hard that would be...

They had no idea.

TO BE CONTINUED!

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+++NOTE+++ There was apparently, some confusion about the surgery. It was not surgery for hypothermia, it was surgery for his automail because the skin around the automail ports was frozen, etc. Besides, I'm a fanfiction writer, not a fucking doctor.

Sorry this chapter really sucks, but I thought I should post something!