"Don't worry Al, Mei knowing Ed, he's sitting somewhere, probably just beat the crap out of a bad guy, either staring down another one with a gun, or more likely, he's sitting there bored as hell while someone is yelling the crap out of him for beating up the bad guy!" Roy managed to get out before cracking up, allowing the rest of the group to share one fleeting moment of happiness together.

Due to the annoying bastards amazing luck, he had actually been right. Edward was currently bored as hell, getting his ear chewed off by an idiot of an 'FBI, whatever that was' agent.

"What the hell are you thinking, kid!" Booth seethed "Where the hell did this guy even go?!" All of this was accompanied with rather large gestures toward the now no longer smoking pile of crumpled metal that were the remains of Barry the Chopper.

The blond glared back up at the man, growing more and more impatient with each passing question that he was sure they knew he couldn't answer. "Why don't you tell me that?" he growled back "After all, you are the people with the state of the art lab, aren't you? You can probably figure that out far faster than this hopeless teen, can't 'cha?" Now he was just throwing insults into his face, letting his anger at all of this, truth, envy, the pointlessness of these peoples questions all of it flow into his words, much like he would with the Colonel Bastard.

Booth sunk down into the chair, pushing his hair back and ending up with his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. All of this signified to Ed that he had won, and the knowledge of that brought a smirk rising to his face.

"So…. do I get to get out of here now…or would you like to continue?" Ed settled his feet onto the table, and pulled his arms to behind his head, looking and feeling just for a moment like he ruled the world.

It was Temperance that ended it, pulling Ed up out of his seat. "Booth, I'll just take him back to my apartment, it has been a long day… for all of us." It wasn't a very good excuse, but it was enough to tear both of them out of their silent war.

Booth stood up, brushing his coat and pants off, as if trying to rid them of crumbs. After a few seconds he agreed, walking out of the room and disappearing down the endless maze of the hallways lacing through the FBI building.

Temperance let out a small sigh, shaking her head almost imperceptibly, muttering under her breath something along the lines of "men". Grabbing onto Ed and pulling him along, not letting her grip falter even slightly as she dragged him quickly out of the room and then through the maze of hallways, the direct opposite direction that Booth had taken.

Ed struggled to keep up with her, staring at his feet as he nearly ran through the halls behind the…. slightly angered woman. His mind had shut down, no longer even thinking of anything more than placing one foot in front of the other and trying not to fall with the quick pace they were moving at.

The car ride was vaguely similar, Ed staring out the window at the now dark world, watching the lights race past them, his mind shutting down slowly. Bones risked a few worried glances at him, her mind praying that they could find a way to prove what had happened, re-living she had seen a million times in her head, still not processing what could have caused the man in the armor to disappear altogether, leaving just the suit behind, and why the entire event had caused Ed so much inner turmoil.

Brennan's Apartment

Temperance didn't speak a word to the upset teen, quickly disappearing into her room as soon as she had locked the door behind them and watched him disappear into the bathroom before she even had a smidgeon of a chance to tell him where he could sleep.

As soon as Ed was sure she wouldn't hear him, and positive it was secured, he turned to the mirror. Dragging his fingers though his hair, and then resting his hands on the counter, he slid his hands to his shoulder, pulling at the pieces of gauze that were sitting frayed and limp.

He was thankful enough that neither Booth nor Bones had noticed the small bump that showed small bits of metal shining through the ripped gauze. Another thing that pleased him immensely was the fact that the thing in question had enough reasoning to stay silent.

His fingers dragged over the surface of the metal, slowly setting the object on the counter, propping it against the wall. A sigh finally escaped him, "Barry, you sure as hell are one lucky bastard" he muttered, leaning his back against the wall.

"Well you didn't think I survived all this time on skill now did ya Fullmetal?" came the quick response, unfortunately rather loudly, the sound bouncing around the room.

"Will you quiet down?" Ed hissed through his teeth, cocking his ear towards the door to be sure that Bones hadn't heard anything. "You idiot, if we aren't careful their going to find out what you actually are! On top of that they'll get all concerned on how the hell I knew what you were from the beginning!"

A slight chuckle echoed from the blood seal "They are going to figure it out, Fullmetal there is no way that it isn't going to happen, especially with how smart that Bones lady is."

Ed buried his face in his hands "I know… I just can't bring myself to leave, I can just tell that there's something more for me to do, or else Truth would have kicked me the hell out of here by now."

"Well sorry to tell ya kid, but I wish you good luck ta this, considering that if I can show up, there's no telling who else you're gonna run into" Barry half-whispered back.

"I sure as fuck hope you're the worst thing I get to run into here…." Ed trailed off, clutching his head with one hand. "Damn…. maybe todays just been a little too hard on me all over."

Ed jerked the door open, and quickly flicked off the light, "'m going to bed…. just stay quiet, okay?" And with that the alchemist retired for the day.