A/N: Here we go again. Let's do this.

I guess Ed had written Winry telling her he was on his way home (and bringing some friends because she didn't seem to shocked to see six people following him off the train, though she did give me a suspicious look) because the second he got off, she practically attacked him with a hug.

I took this time to excuse myself, for two reason, they being one of them. "I'm going to go look around." That was the other reason.

On the train, Ed had drawn me a rough map of Resembool. Where Winry's house was, where what remained of Ed's house was, and other important places.

I decided to go to Ed's place first.

What a mess, I though. Why did she even come here? It makes no sense! God, I've even forgotten her goal!

I'm the start of a new generation of homunculi. The words of Lee, my old mentor the first homunculus that I had ever met, echoed in my head.

So, there's that, I thought. But why? To take over the world? To kill old enemies?

I was confused, so confused, and that didn't happen often.

I leaned back against a tree, sank down, and put my hands to my head.

What to do, what to do.

I sighed, and, after an hour or so, decided to head to the Rockbell house. As I approached, I could smell beef stew cooking, and I also heard yelling.

"Edward! If you just drank your milk, you'd be taller, you know!" It sounded like the girl who had hugged him when he got of the train, meaning it must be Winry.

Strange, I thought. Why would he like someone who yelled at him.

I shook my head. She probably doesn't yell at him that much.

Before I could get up to the stairs, a dog started barking at my. I looked over to the sound to see a dog with an automail leg running towards me.

"Whoa," I said, instinctively taking a step back, but also putting my hand out to greet the dog. He put his paws up on my stomach, almost knocking me down, but I managed to keep my balance.

I knelt down in front of the dog, letting him lick my face as I stroked his head.

"Den! Who are you barking at?" Came an old woman's voice. "Who are you?" She asked when se saw me. I looked up at her, this must be Pinako Rockbell.

I stood up, made my way to her, and held out my hand.. "Sorry, ma'am, I'm Tea Mustang. Roy's sister," I introduced, and we shook.

"Nice to meet you," she said. "Come on in."

I followed her into the kitchen see Ed, Winry, and Roy at the table. Everyone else was spread out around the room due to the fact that there were four chairs and nine people.

Pinako filled a bowl with stew and handed it to me. "You may sit at the table."

"What? Oh, no, no, I'm fine standing, thanks," I said.

The room was silent as I took my place on a wall, and we all ate our food.

"So," Winry said. "Where were you?"

"Um, at Ed's old house," I said.

"Why?" She sounded suspicious. What did she think I would find at a burned down house?

"I was investigating."

"What did you find?" She asked, still suspicious.

"Burned wood." There was an awkward, quiet laugh from the room before it grew silent again. Everyone could feel the tension in the room. "But nothing… nothing to find Al." I looked Ed in the eye. "I will find him. I promise."

"He's my brother, you don't have to do that," he said. "Besides, it's not like this homunculus is your fault."

"True as that is," I said. "I still feel responsible."

"You shouldn't," he said, looking at his stew and stirring it around with his spoon.

With that, I pushed away from the wall and turned to Pinako. "Where should I put this?"

"But you've barely touched it," she protested.

I shrugged. "Lost my apatite."

She took my bowl, and said I'd be sharing a room with Winry and Riza. I nodded and followed her directions to the room.

Once there, I sat on a bed and stared out the window until Winry and Riza came up and got into bed. Then, I sat and stared for the rest of the night.

Absolutely none of this made sense.

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. And sorry it's so short. I wanted to finish this before I went to Ohayocon this weekend. I have one more final before I start my last (and, I must say, shitty looking) final semester in high school. I'm hoping I can switch statistics out for a class I've already taken. No way in hell I want to take statistics. Not happening. But, unfortunately, it is. GAH! I wanted to ENJOY my last semester in high school, but I guess not.

Anyways, sorry for the rant, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and please, please, PLEASE review!