A/N: Enjoy the random.


The sound of the door creaking open echoed throughout the abandoned building. When they had first gone there, they hadn't noticed how loud it was. But since they were trying to be careful, it rang in their ears. Since the snow was melting, the whole place smelled horribly, water dripping from everywhere.

Silently, Roy slipped his hood onto his head and looked around. If he remembered correctly, Edward had dropped it in the middle of the room. When they walked over, it was not there. The black haired boy sighed in frustration as he looked around once more.

"You go check upstairs. I'll check down here." He said.

The blonde nodded and slowly climbed the stairs, making sure that he wouldn't fall right through.

After watching his lover make his way up the stairs, he smiled and made his own way around the first floor. Most of the rooms were locked and shut tightly and if he was silent for a moment to think of where it could be, he swore he heard a voice of a woman. The third time he had heard it, it sent shivers up and down his spin. Even though it was just gibberish, the poor teen would talk to himself, reassure himself that it was just Ed playing tricks on him.

It seemed like hours before he came up to one room. The glass on the door was fogged so no one would see inside, the gold letters leafed onto it shined in the moonlight.

Dr. Alfons Heidrich.

Maybe it would be in here. Maybe he took it from Ed. Thankfully, the door was unlocked and walking in was a breeze. When he did, he looked around. The place was a mess, papers scattered everywhere, folders packed and stacked upon one another in corners. Millions of things lined the room but not one of them as that damn doll. The fact made him sigh. But, he walked over to the only open file on the desk, tripping over a bloody letter opener. The sight of it made him shake and right away turned to the file. He skimmed through most of it but stopped and read a paragraph, his eyes turning wide as the words were processed.

...upon further research, I found out the main cause of the violence directed toward Edward. His parents found him to be a sin the day he was born due to a tragedy he was unaware of.

Mrs. Crowley was pregnant with twins. But during child birth, the eldest twin's cord wrapped itself around the youngest twin's neck. By the time the poor child had been born, he was already dead. Accusing him of murder, they tried to rid him of sin by killing him themselves in hopes he would be reborn as brother.

When asked about the name, Mrs. Crowley said that her other child would have been named Alphonse. But Edward didn't know about the name, nor did he ever know he would have had a brother.


The only light that shined came through the holes in the ceiling and walls. Surprisingly, the moon was brighter then he ever thought it to be.

Ed almost smiled as he walked around, remembering exactly where his room was. Left wing, down the hall, seventh door on the right. Upon walking down the hall, he remembered the good times he shared with the others, nurses and nuts alike.

Trisha taught him how to ride a bike down this hallway. It was a small, red bicycle. And even though it was old, it still rode like a charm. He closed his eyes and felt the smile cross his face as the cheers from the people who watched in the rooms filled his ears. He remembered how he laughed as he rode down the hall and back, forgetting everything that had happened.

He remembers when he was adopted, how he walked down this hallway with pride. Strutting as if he had won the greatest prize of all. It was before his last visit with Dr. Heidrich. Guilt swam over him as he remembered all the promises he made and broke. How he promised he would send postcards and cakes, outside things to the nice people he lived with on that floor, that wing.

Opening his eyes, he stopped and glanced at his room.

The door was slightly ajar, showing something moving inside. When he opened the door, there Alphonse stood, happy as ever. With a huge smile, he laughed.

"You found me!" He said happily.

Edward smiled and nodded. "I'm back." He said just as happy.

The joyful moment between the two was short before Al's face became blank. He slowly walked over to him and placed his hand on his elder brother's shoulder.

When they touched, the blonde's head became filled with more then just the good memories of Rayman Hill. Most of his time spent here was horrid. The shock therapy, the talks, the needles they jabbed in him, them strapping him to a chair and forcing him under water until he passed out. It was enough to make him scream, to make him cry. When Al let his hand off, that was just what he did.

"ROY!" He screamed.

The brunette smiled sadly and leaned down, whispering in his ear. "I'm sorry, Brother. I didn't mean to. But you see, I felt your pain too."

Ed's golden eyes glanced up at him, fearfully looking into his blue ones.

"Big brother, I live through you. So please, let me stay."


Roy sighed as he carried the soup, trying his hardest not to spill it as he walked up the stairs.

Nobody else lived in the house. When he was sixteen, he moved out on his own. It was better that way. Nobody gave him trouble about his sexuality at home. And his job was nice. Not many people talked to him so it was perfect.

He smiled slightly as he came to the door. Upon opening it, he smiled happily down at his lover he laid in bed, sick with a cold.

"Hey there." He said, placing the tray in front of him.

The blonde smiled back, his voice scratchy as he talked. "Hi. I was just talking to Al about you." He said, gesturing toward the makeshift doll that sat in the corner.

In all honesty, the doll itself gave him the creeps and asked for him to bring it down stairs during the night. He felt like it was a real person, watching him. But, he smiled and nodded to the doll, not getting anything in response. He looked back at Ed, keeping his smile as they talked.

Roy had kept to his word. No matter how scary that doll was, no matter how many nightmares it gave him, he still didn't love Edward any less.


A/N: Thank you for your time. - ADAM. btw, I love you all. And I'm single. Just saying. ;)