A couple people are a little disappointed with the events in the hotel... But I think Ed made the right call. After all, he is 23. XD

As for Taylor and Roy -chuckles- I think I had too much fun writing the beginning of this part. I really think so. -fights the laugh thinking about it.-

Songs: Next Go Round by Nickelback... You'll find out why. (There is a joke Roy makes. He never comes out and says it is, but it is. Taylor freaks out.)

Yeah by Usher featuring Lil John and Ludacris... I mainly listened to this song for the one line. "Lady in the street..."

I Think I'm Fallin For You by Colbie Callet (I think it's her... but I am not sure. If you do know, please let me know.) Well... this is basically Taylor's thoughts while she's at work. (No, this isn't a spoiler. Taylor isn't going to miss work even though she sent McKenzi away... Just sayin'.)

Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship... This is Roy. Enough said.

I knew it was either late at night or very early in the morning when I opened my eyes next. I was scared to know what happened. My mind was a blur. I remembered drinking, which I never do because the last thing I wanted to be was Uncle Devon. I remembered Ed calling and Roy with me, by my side the entire time. I vaguely remembered Kenzi calling, telling me she was alright. Kenzi and Ed, I let out a small, nearly soundless groan thinking about what could happen between them if it hadn't already. I remembered part of our conversation about sex. I warned her about no having sex. and then she called what I'm pretty sure I just did. When what I was laying on moved and breathed in deeper than normal, it was confirmed.

I looked to him as he slept. He was definitely shirtless and I was pretty sure he was naked from his waist down. I just didn't want to figure it out just yet. I didn't want to prove that Kenzi was right. I was twenty-five and shouldn't have regretted anything. After all, I was plenty old enough and only live at Uncle Devon's because he lived close to HQ, and I keep the house in order. As much as my thoughts went back to what Kenzi said about becoming whatever she would be if I were pregnant, I knew she was right. That's what I get for mixing my alcohol with someone like Roy around.

Roy groaned as I slid out of his bed and scurried to put on my shirt and find wherever my panties were thrown. As long as I was generally covered, I was fine, even if my gunshot wound pounded like hell. Did I think I was fucking invicible last night after hearing McKenzi's voice?

"Good morning," Roy said as he rolled over on his bed to face me, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

I froze then turned to him. "Good morning, Roy," I said with a smile. It wasn't like he'd be awake enough to remember this. And thinking about last night, he should be hungover.

"Roy? Since when is it just Roy?"

Okay, now I am caught.

"Would you like it if I called you Roy-Boy?"

"No," he said quickly, raising his hand to silence anything more. "No, I am fine with Roy."

"Good," I said as I looked around the room and peaked my head out his bedroom door and down the hall.

I widened my eyes at the sight. Shoes, military pants, socks, shirts, military uniform jackets, and my bra trailed into Roy's bedroom like some errotic Hansel and Gretel breadcrumb trail; leaving traces that we'd been there. I looked around the room to find his boxers hanging from a dresser knob. That one made my mouth drop. I definitely didn't remember what happened too much after Kenzi called. I remembered continuing to make out with Roy. He was an amazing kisser, and after that was a blur. I was scared to see the rest of his once-clean house. If the trail was any indicator, I was sure the bar we were sitting at and the steps leading to said trail was proof that both of us weren't thinking about much of anything except for screwing each other's brains out.

I felt Roy's smirk on my back. "If you're thinking about last night, then let me tell you, I enjoyed it as much as you did."

"Yeah," I uttered, "if I can remember what the fuck we did last night."

"I'm shocked you could keep up as much as you did with your shoulder. I hope I get to see you when you're completely healed."

That's not making my case any better.

"What, did we have sex last night?" I snapped to face him from where I was standing in his bedroom, shooting daggers from my eyes.

Roy blinked and stared at me for a second in disbelief. "Yeah, multiple times. Trust me, by round three, you forgot why you were here."

I widened my eyes. I swear, I will never live it down if Kenzi finds out about this. "Either your little soldier is easily aroused and stands at attention easily or you were shooting blanks and just trying to satisfy me."

Roy's face was priceless, and I wanted a picture, but I decided to gather my clothes and take a shower for work instead. On top of paperwork, I needed to find out who was after Uncle Devon, If the assassin was after him. It seemed all my problems from the afternoon before flew to me in a large wave of memories and thoughts, letting more than one train of thought run on a par of tracks. When I had it all, I locked myself in the bathroom, letting the thoughts run their course and wash away with the hot water.

I sighed as I quickly finished my paperwork and began to write a timeline of what happened yesterday on a piece of blank, white paper. The rumors of Kenzi's return to Central started at about ten-thirty that morning. Uncle Devon came to me with a confirmation about an hour later. Lunch was at noon, and at about one that afternoon, I met Uncle Devon again in the hall to talk to me about a possible person hiding McKenzi from him (which I promptly discarded because anyone who thought Kenzi was different from what Uncle Devon says about her would). At one-thirty, I was shot in the shoulder, thank you Roy for getting out the bullet. At two, Kenzi and Colonel Elric left for... I purposely left that blank. If anyone were to find this, I couldn't give away my cousin's position like that. Not that easily.

I sighed when I realied I had only seen her for a few minutes, and within that time, I broke her heart with one simple sentence: I have to send you to protective custody. In her eyes, I knew meant: I am sending you away without me. I hated myself for it and regretted it. I was pretty sure I regretted it like I was starting to regret sex with Mustang.

When I heard Mustang sigh from bordem, I looked to him. He looked to me. "Why would I have sex with you if I was so worried about Kenzi?"

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but we were making out before she called."

Damn, he has one on me. "Why did you push further?"

"You wanted it. Believe it or not, Taylor, you were feeling pretty good after that fourth glass of wine."

Four? I had four glasses of wine on top of whatever the hell he gave me first? No wonder I don't remember a God damn thing . If I did remember, it was a huge haze.

"Why weren't you the gentleman and stop us?"

"How could I have stopped a secretly sexy woman like you and tell her that she couldn't get some because she was supposed to be wringing her hands in anxiousness and worry that her cousin and my subordinate weren't screwing each other's brains out as they made their way to where they were going?"

I fought the blush. No one has ever called me sexy. "You still should have stopped anyway."

Roy sighed. It wasn't a "I give up" one. It was a frustrated one. "I have no regrets of last night's endeavors."

Endeavors was right. I am still feeling the throbbing down stairs from his size. I wanted to say that I had regrets, but in all honesty, I didn't. Being around Roy made most of my day. I could get through paperwork and fuck with his mind a little more. The only thing I regretted was telling Kenzi no sex and went ahead and screwed Roy. I felt like I somehow betrayed her and stabbed her in the back, twisting the knife.

"I want to say the same," I said as I looked to the wood of my desk, studying the pattern the grain of the wood made. It was stained with a dark stain, highlighting the dark lines even more.

Roy's voice broke into my head before I could say, or think, much of anything. "If you're thinking about what you said to your cousin, think of this, she's going to do what she pleases because she can, or it's spur of the moment. After all, you said it yourself, she's nineteen with a little bit of a rebellious streak in her. Of course she's going to try things."

That didn't make me feel better in the least. Kenzi was still a virgin as far as I knew. I wanted to keep it that way until I could approve of some boy that happened to come along that she was crazy about. Since I'm not there to keep an eye on her, it nearly tore me apart thinking she could be hooking up with Colonel Elric and falling for him at the same time. I wasn't sure if I approved of him.

I sighed. "I know. Kenzi's rebellious streak's gotten her into messes." I looked to him so he knew how serious I was. "I just don't want her to do something she'll regret later."

Something she'll regret at her age: getting pregnant. I wanted to stop her from that until she's ready, or maybe a little older.

I felt Roy peck my cheek. "Don't worry about her. She's nineteen and capable of making her own choices. If she does do something she regrets, we both know she has a cousin, who is like a big sister, to help her. I'm sure she knows that."

I looked to him. "You're right," I said.

Knowing how this is turning out with Roy, with him making my heart pound every time he was near me, he'll be there with me too.