(A/N: Hello readers! This is chapter 11. Finally, right? I started it early in the year and only just came back around to it.

So, still figuring out what I'm gonna do. Until I do, please continue reading and reviewing! Just a warning it's pretty much a filler, but there's more Myra background. Plus, what story doesn't have some part that doesn't really fit?

I think I need this here: Disclaimer- I don't own FMA. The copyright belongs to Funimation (anime), Viz Media (publisher), and Hiromu Arakawa (mangaka). Myra, Colonel Baker, and Sekia is all mine. List may get longer.)

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I woke up to hear Winry yelling at the brothers to come inside.

At first, I had no clue where I was. My body registered it as "home" but my mind argued and said "You're crazy. You left home over a year ago."

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stretched my arms. Mid-yawn, I remembered that I was in Ed and Al's hometown.

"Oh," Winry exclaimed when she turned into the house. "I didn't notice you were down here. Was there something wrong with upstairs?"

"Uh yeah." I pushed the blanket over and sat on the couch normally. "The smell was bothering me."

"The smell? It seemed fine to me when I went up there earlier."

"Well, it smells like a hospital."

"Oh," she said with understanding in her tone. "I've gotten used to it. I guess it can be overwhelming to some people."

I breathed a sigh of relief. I wouldn't have to explain to her as well. Something told me that if they had already met up with each other, Al had told Ed.

I hobbled up the stairs and went into the room I had originally been in. My suitcase was at the foot of the bed. I lifted it up and sniffed. The smell of my clothes wasn't terrible, considering the amount of time that had passed since the last wash, but something told me I should get around to that soon.

I pulled out a shirt with short sleeves and one of my pairs of long pants. I changed and felt comfortable.

The hospital smell hit me hard when I closed my case. My nose burned and my lungs began grasping any bit of air they could.

I pinched my nose and hurried downstairs.

Edward stared when he saw me coming down the stairs as if I was on fire. I dropped my hand and breathed easily now that the air was back to normal.

'That hasn't happened since the Cicely incident,' I thought.

The Cicely incident happened six months after I got my automail. I had gone to the hospital to visit a neighbor, Cicely Rhodes, who'd had a baby. I had gone to visit her in the hospital along with the woman I'd been living with. When we had gotten into the room Cicely was staying in, the smell triggered it. My nose burned and my lungs couldn't handle it. Some doctors said it was an allergic reaction to the chemicals in the air. I still don't think that's it.

Ed continued to look at me funny. "Is everything all right?"

"Yeah," I said before I started coughing. My lungs wanted to be rid of the poisonous air that was trapped inside them. After a few moments I inhaled deeply.

"That didn't come across as 'all right' if you ask me."

I scowled at him. "I'm perfectly fine, and I never asked you." I was being bitter, but I didn't care. He'd get over it.

Edward shook his head and walked away.

I sighed and made my way to the door. I needed a break. A walk would do me some good.

Clouds covered the sky and casted a shadow on everything. The tips of the surrounding mountains had disappeared. I was in awe of the scene. I hadn't seen anything like it on the walk to Central. There was nothing but towns and various cities. Apparently the only place you could find an area so remote was in the east.

I stayed outside until sunset, skipping out on lunch. I spent the time wandering around along the dirt road. Before turning around I went to the graveyard. I was curious.

I saw two gravestones next to each other, both with the last name Rockbell.

"Are these Winry's parents?" I thought out loud.

A few meters down, I saw a gravestone with the name Trisha Elric.

"So we're all on the same boat," I mumbled. They all lost their parents.

As I continued, I never saw anything in relation to Edward and Alphonse's father. I became wondering what became of him.

Everyone was frantic when I got back. They had apparently been looking for me. Winry scolded me for not being here to help on dinner after I explained where I'd gone.

I still had no experience with people, and again I ate in silence.

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I was placed under house arrest the next day. I spent the time watching Winry as she worked on my leg. I was interested in how the wires worked and they would line up with the nerves.

I hovered over her the whole time. The only other person I'd seen so focused was Edward on a book.

The only time she stopped was when she had to help make lunch and dinner.

I did the same thing on the third day. Eventually, meaning sometime after lunch, my being there was irritating. She revoked the house arrest order and told me to go away.

Of course I didn't leave. I continued watching her. Every now and then she'd turn around and ask why I was still there. For some reason she didn't believe me when I said I was interested. Eventually she got up and threatened to hit me with her wrench.

"Okay! I surrender!" I held my hands up and left the work area. She slammed the door in my face.

The boys had disappeared some where. I didn't care, but I realized the reason why Ed didn't like being out here. It was so boring. (A/N: they haven't explained much to her yet)

I went outside and found Den sitting on the porch. He was happily wagging his tail as I rubbed his head.

"You look as bored as me," I said to him. I stood up and went out in the yard.

A thick stick caught my eye. I looked from it to Den and a smile hit me. "Wanna play?"

His tail wagged as if he understood.

I jogged over to the stick and grabbed hold of the end. "You know how to fetch right?"

Den's tail continued to wag.

I pulled my arm back and threw it at least 20 meters. The dog happily ran after it and brought it back.

Satisfied with this distraction, I threw the stick a total of 32 times. Afterwards, both Den and I were to tired to move very far. I lied down on the ground with the panting dog next to me. I rubbed his head again.

I relaxed and stared at the sky. The clouds had gotten darker in the last couple days.

"Make it rain, melt the pain," I sang. Sister had a song that she sang when it rained. She believed that rain had some kind of healing powers. Clouds watered dying crops and after the rain ended they seemed to be brought back to life. She was never religious, like me and my brother, but she did believe that the world had it's own way of doing magic.

A drop of water fell on my face, followed by many more.

I laughed as rain fell on me. I stood up and began to dance around.

I sang Sister's song and twirled around. I laughed, remembering the first time I had danced like this. It was years ago. It was around the same time my brother had taught me about alchemy. The rain was just a soft drizzle. Sister and I held hands and danced around while she sang. I danced around until I was soaked and my clothes were sticking to my skin.

I hummed while I made my way back into the house. I was still humming when I got inside. Edward, Alphonse, and Winry were all in the living area. Their eyes immediately focused on me.

My hair and clothes were dripping onto the floor and I had a big smile on my face.

"Uh..." Winry said.

Alphonse was silent.

"What the hell?" Edward mumbled.

I smiled at them. "It's raining outside." I laughed as I stated the obvious.

"Yeah we know," Edward said.

I held my breath and went up the stairs, not wanting a repeat of the other day. I peeled off my dripping clothes and changed into something dry. Afterwards, I went into the bathroom and twisted my ponytail. Water dripped from the end and down the drain.

My nose burned slightly, a warning that I wouldn't be able to handle it if I stayed here for too long. I hurried back downstairs before anything horrible had the chance to happen.

Winry was in the kitchen, finishing up dinner. I walked in and helped her set up the table.

That night, the sky had cleared up. I went outside to star gaze. I saw a total of ten shooting stars before I went inside.

I slept easy that night, preparing for the pain I would be stuck with later tomorrow.

(A/N: So yeah, it's a filler. Sorry but after she gets her leg things will start moving. I promise. )