It finally happened. I hit writers block. Woo!

"You know what you was wrong and you won't tell me why you're so eager to protect them. You can trust me." Trust was a five letter word that he didn't know anymore. Trust. What an odd word.

Ed shrugged and remained silent for a minute. Could this man help him? No... No he couldn't.

Mustang sighed. "Well whatever the case may be, we have to go to the office anyway. Tell me when you're ready." He was trying to remain patient but he was getting very frustrated with this child. His anger would come in bursts even though he tried not to let it.

Ed ended up sitting on the couch his mind swarming.

"It'll be okay Al."

He clutched his stomach feeling that dull ache of regret form.

"How hard could it really be?"

The child fell. His face went blank and he fell into a memory that he had been suppressing but once more it was rearing it's ugly head.

His vision swam, his breath came in short puffs, his chest heaving. He was in so much pain he was numb.

Al...

"Brother! We have to get you out of here!" The giant tin suit of armor effortlessly scooped him up and carried him to the door.

Edward looked around. Fire? When did that happen?

"Gotcha!" Ed couldn't comprehend what happened, but he was now on the floor next to an armored arm. Al...

"What about this one?" An unknown voice asked.

"Leave him to die here. He's too injured to help us." His vision swam and he saw a small child, a woman and a guy with a palm tree on his head...

In the woman's arms was Alphonse, or what was left. The torso and head was all that remained.

"No! Put me down! I must save my brother!" Al yelled, but his cries fell to deaf ears. They were soon gone.

When he next opened his eyes he was lying in a bed with a dull ache in his body. He soon found out Winry had seen the house go up in flames and she ran to get help. Edward was saved by someone from town.

He was now determined to get Al back. After healing and undergoing automail surgery, he boarded a train, hoping, willing to find his long lost brother.

Al...

"Edward?"

He snapped back to see Hawkeye sitting next to him. She smiled softly while he tried to remember where he was and what just happened. Did he black out?

"Do you want to out for a little? Grumpy has to go to a meeting with the Führer anyway."

Ed nodded.

Hawkeye was very nice to him, and he felt as if she shouldn't be. She took him to get food and the two of them walked around Central to see what was around.

"It's okay you know. To talk."

Edward looked up at her.

"I saw the way you looked at that kitten. Was it yours?"

Yeah, one he tried to take from Al at any given chance. He was such a mean brother...

"You can tell us y'know." She tried once more. "We can't help you otherwise. The good guys always win, and you're with them."

"I can't..."

"Why?"

"Cause... I don't know... I... I don't know where they are, I don't know where Al is, I don't know."

"Why couldn't you Just tell us that?"

"I'm gonna get taken away, huh?"

Hawkeye stopped to gauge his expression, insecurity, thoughtful, angry, but scared too. Not just scared of something, scared of losing someone. And she knew who that was.

"Mustang will always have a place in his heart for you, you can't possibly think he'd drop everything and push you right out."

"But there's no point in keeping me around. I don't know and I won't Just magically know either." She sighed and looked at the clock. "We better go."

He grunted painfully as he was kicked down to the ground. He hissed as his hair was yanked and he was lifted.

"Look who I found snooping around."

The older looking man chuckled. "Well well. If it isn't the boy Lust was so sure would die. Here, alive and well."

"There was so much blood on the floor I was positive he was already dead." She defended herself. "If you would've been there, Wrath, you would've agreed.

"Let me go! Put me down!"

"Oh it speaks?" Envy laughed tightening his grip on the boys scalp.

"Shut up... Palm tree..."

In an instant he was slapped across the small room, his head hitting the concrete.

"Don't loose your temper." The child said casting a rather evil eye to Edward. "We can use him."

"How so?" Greed spoke up from the corner. "To... Steal things?"

"Precisely." Pride smirked. "He can be a great asset for us and if he gets caught, no problem. He will be the reason we complete the preparations for the Promised Day. After all, who would suspect a child?"

"Oh I see." Lust chuckled. "Envy, you can take it from here."

"With pleasure." Envy looked to Edward as if he was a piece of candy. Everyone left them alone and Edward soon learned, there were worse things than death.

Yay! Flashbacks!

Oh have I not mentioned SPOILERS!

Goodness I am horrible at that.

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