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The train ride wasn't that bad... My chest didn't hurt that much, since I was taking my meds and I got lots of sleep and the people around me seemed not interested in why my left arm was missing. And I was completely fine with that. I was already missing Edward. That stupid boy could get himself killed for all I know, leaving his little brother, and leaving me, alone. It was a scaring thought to think about, but I couldn't help but think about what will happen in the future. What is our future going to be? After they get their bodies back, what would life be like? I wouldn't be working for the military anymore, and neither would Edward. I have all my paychecks saved up in the bank, I guess I could go to college and get a degree and become a teacher. Teaching little kids would be fun. Something I could see myself doing, or I could become a Doctor. I could save people's lives, help the sick... I did a sick laugh. I couldn't be a doctor... I don't have that kind of time. I'm dying, and I'm dying fast. I probably won't even get to marry because of this sickness. AT this rate I could die- Being lost in my thoughts I didn't notice that the train was at Rush Valley and was about to leave.

"Ah!" I shot up from my seat, surprising the other passengers. I grabbed my suitcase and ran towards the end of the train. I threw my suitcase it landing on the platform. Then I started to get ready for the impact of the fall, when someone grabbed me from behind.

"Woah!" A male voice yelled. "You can get yourself killed doing that, girly!"
I growled and tried to shove him off. "I need to get off!"

"Wait until the train stop, and get another ticket!" He yelled. "I won't let yourself risk your life!"

I had enough. If he didn't let go, then I'll just bring him with me. I turned around, not taking the time to look at his face, I jumped on the railing, sitting comfortably, then I wrapped my legs around the stranger's waist and finally pushing off the train. I landed on my back, rolling a few times, finally went to stop with me on top.

"I never want to do that again..." I groaned, my face buried into the stranger's chest.

"That's the last time I try to help an innocent girl, try not to kill herself." He mumbled.

I sat up, causing my chest to hurt a little, and glared. "I'm not a innocent girl! I'm sixteen!"

I finally had a good look at the stranger. He had deep red hair, making it look orange in the sunlight. The stranger had stormy gray eyes, that pierced my soul. Under my legs, I could feel the tightness of abs. He wore a black collared shirt, and brown pants with black shoes. I had to say, he was attractive.

"Yeah, and I'm Fuhrer Bradley." He glared back, he leaned onto his elbows.

I shoved him back down to the ground. "I've met the Fuhrer... He's a big jerk and is only a puppet, that is pulled which ever way his master commands." I studied the man for a little, then finally said. "The name is Sloane Mustang... And you are?"

"Vincent Song." He replied. "Don't get offended when I say that I don't believe your General Sloane Mustang."

"I'm actually retired, since yesterday." I smiled, sliding off Vincent and standing up. "Of my own accord of course."

The redhead got up and brush himself off. "I hope you realize that you're going to be hosting me tonight, since it's your fault that I am not on my way to Dublith." I laughed as I started for the platform that was over three miles away. I fixed Edward's shirt so it would cover the spot where metal met flesh, so it would have some sort of shade. Vincent saw this, and I could see in his eyes that he was going to ask me what happened. "How did you get that?"

"Didn't anyone tell you curiousity killed the cat?" I raised an eyebrow, ignoring the hot pain that was building in my body.

He smiled. "Many times... But, I can't seem to learn."

Shaking my head, I answered him. "I just answered a simple question."

"Well, thats unfortunate." Vincent ran his hand through his hair.

"Not at all." I smiled. "I don't regret it! If I had to do everything over, I wouldn't change a thing."

I felt the man's eyes study me. "Are you sure you're sixteen?"

"Positive!" I laughed. "You can't be that much older than I am."

"I'm twenty."

I tripped on my feet, causing Vincent to catch me. "Twenty! You look only eighteen!"

"And you don't look a day older fourteen." He teased.

I slammed my fist into his chest. "That is a complete lie! I have many people tell me I look older than I am, and I am not developed like a fourteen-year-old!"

"Okay!" Vincent rubbed his chest. "Jeez... I never knew a little girl like you can be so strong."

"I went to military school, what do you expect?" I laughed, choosing to ignore that little girl comment. "I was at the top of my class and graduated early, even."

I heard the man groan, and continued to walk. We had small talk, telling each other about each other. Apparently, Vincent is a doctor in training. He was looking for work in Dublith to save money before he started studying again. He had two little twin sisters that are quite a years younger than him. His father died when the last daughter was born, and later the mother died too he was sixteen and the twins were four. He has been working all his life, but also excelled at his studies. Vincent had his twin sisters live with a family friend in Dublith while he worked. He had quite the back story

"So what's your story?" He smiled at me.

I gave a nervous laugh, then took a deep breath trying to make this pain go away. "Nothing that special... I can just tell you that I was adopted by Colonel Roy Mustang when I was seven, and I was very good at politics and alchemy."

"And here I thought you would have this amazing story of how you got into the military." Vincent laughed, as the platform became closer and closer.

"Nope..." I shook my head. "I was only aloud because I was at the top of my class and I graduated about eight years early, and because Fuhrer Bradley let Edward Elric take a shot."

Vincent stopped. "The Fullmetal Alchemist?"

I nodded. "Yup, the one and only... Why?"

"It's just that I wanted to meet him for some time, he is famous!" He fangirling thing going. "I mean, he became the youngest state alchemist in history! I heard stories about him from everyone! He's the people's hero, he's-"

"My boyfriend." I cut the man off with a smirk.

I watched Vincent's jaw drop. "No way! Really?"

"Would I lie to you?" I laughed. "This is even his shirt!"

Vincent studied me closer now, then laughed. "Of course! All the cute girls are taken!"

I rolled my eyes, as I stepped onto the platform, where my suitcase was luckily still there."Whatever..." I picked up the heavy case and smiled at Vincent.

"So what are you planning on doing here?" He asked me.

I wiggled my armless shoulder. "Visiting my mechanic-" My body shook with violent coughs, blood covering the ground and my hand, my knees his the concrete. I was crouched over not sure what's going to happen next. In the corner of my eye I saw Vincent rush over, crouching next to me, holding me up.

"Sloane!" He tried to calm me. "What's going on?"

With one final cough, I was taking in air like it was a drug. I stood up slowly, with Vincent still supporting me. "That's why I had to retire... Now come on, I need to get this arm back to normal."

"What? After that scene?" Vincent took out a piece of cloth and wiped my face. "You need to go to the hospital!"

I shook my head at the man. "No, I don't... Nothing can cure this. I'll die before my eightieth birthday at this rate."

"That's horrible..." The redhead grabbed my suitcase and started to help me walk. "To die so young..."

I shrugged. "It is what it is... Nothing I can do to change that, no matter how much I want it to."

Vincent was qiuet for the whole walk to Winry's shop.

"Hello!" The blonde bounced said looking away from her work. "Welcome to- SLOANE?! What happened? What did you do to your arm?!"

I gave her a weak wave. "Hey, Winry... I'm fine, just my arm sorta got destroyed and I need a new one, as soon as you can."

"Ah, okay..." She smiled, then she looked to Vincent. "Who are you?"

"This is Vincent Song, we met on the train here." I introduced him. "Vincent this is Winry Rockbell, my now new mechanic and Fullmetal's."

Vincent sat me down at the nearest seat and shook Winry's hand. "Nice to meet you, Winry."

"Yeah, that's nice and all, but Winry," I groaned. "I need to know when my arm and get done, I'll pay you triple if you get mine down after you finish the one you're on."

The blonde thought about it, then smiled. "I'll be finished with this one by tonight, so just come over then and I can get yours started."

"You're the best, Winry." I grabbed onto Vincent. "Now, Red... To the nearest Inn, I need to rest after that stunt with the train."

"What stunt?" Winry raised an eyebrow in a deadly manner.

Before Vincent could answer, I used all my strength to push him out the doors and towards the Inn. But as soon as we stopped, the man had to carry me the rest of the way on his back. When the lady saw us, she just laughed and took my money and gave us the key.

Finally in the room Vincent put down on the couch.

"I would like to check your vitals." He asked me.

I smiled weakly. "Whatever keeps that pretty face still pretty."

Vincent rolled his eyes and placed two fingers against my neck, and started to count under his breath. After that was done, he placed his ear against my chest and told me to take a deep breath. I complied and did what he said. He made me do that for a few more times, then finally he touched the place between my breasts.

"Ah!" I shoved him off, covering my chest with my one arm. "And here I thought you were an honest man!"

Vincent's face turned deep red. "No! I didn't mean to! I was just trying to figure out what was wrong with you! I swear I wouldn't try something like that with a girl who already has a boyfriend!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

"I promise you that my intentions are pure." He smiled.

Sighing, I sat got comfortable again and let him do his doctor thing. Vincent once again placed his hand between my breast and started to massage my chest. There was a very deep blush covering my face, and I was thinking about what would happen if Edward came walking through that door. Or even worse... My father. Vincent would be a unrecognizable pile of ash. After a few moments, I caught the redhead's wrist in my hand.

"I think that is enough, Doctor." I blushed.

Vincent seemed like he was in a daze, and me catching his wrist woke him up. "What? Oh, sorry... But does it feel better?"

That's when I realized... It was better. At least enough that it can be ignored. I gave Vincent a thankful smile. "Thanks... You have no idea how much it hurts."

"It's no problem." The redhead stood up. "I'm going to put this in one of the rooms."
"Thanks." I smiled.

When he was gone, I fell onto the couch. I clutched Edward's shirt and smelled it. I wish that stupid blonde was here... He would have tried to comfort me and fail, then kiss my forehead with his last attempt. I felt tears in my eyes. Edward and I would never have a future, a family. I can't have a family. And if I somehow do have a baby? I won't be able to watch them grow.

"Hey..." Vincent walked over and crouched down next to my face. "I leave for a few seconds and I find you crying?"

I laughed. "It's just... Well I can never have a family, a normal life. I hate this stupid sickness, taking precious years that I want to share with Edward, to share with kids that I want to have..."

"I know, it's not fair... But that's life." He brushed a piece of hair out of my face. "Why don't you tell your little boyfriend that?"

"He's busy with missions for the military." I cried. "And only heaven knows that he is most likely will end up and dead, and I will get only a phone call from his little brother! And then Al would come stay with me and wait until I die! That is no life I want."

Vincent was quiet, and just petted my hair. It wasn't comforting at all... He was too warm, and his hand too large. I wanted Edward, not Vincent. I sat up, removing his hand. "Sorry... I'll go buy you some lunch."

"Okay..." He smiled.

-Time skip, a week later.-

"Are you ready?" Winry readied the wrench.

It was docking day, and it is one of the worst moments of my life. "Just get it over with, blondie."

"Well aren't you snapping." Vincent laughed.

I gave the redhead a glare. "Would you like to switch pla-" I was cut off with Winry attaching my arm. I clamped my mouth shut and grabbed a handful of the blanket that was under me. But I didn't scream. I took in deep breaths."Thanks for the warning Winry."

"You said to get it over with." She shrugged, and turned to work on her other project.

I groaned and placed my flesh arm over my eyes. It's been a long week. Vincent has been staying with me, waiting for me to buy him a new ticket. Winry took her sweet time designing my new arm. There were a lot of neat tricks and just for kicks and grins she tried a new metal on me. It was lighter than normal automail, but heavier than the carbon based. Vincent made me buy him some medical books and supplies, he thinks I'm going to drag him with me everywhere I go now.

"So, now that you have two arms... What are we going to do now?" Vincent sat down on the stool next to the bed.

I laughed. "We? You are going to Dublith, and I'm going to Central."

"I really doubt you're going to leave me behind." He laughed.

"Listen closely, Vincent." I sat up, and glared at him. "You are going to go to Dublith, because wherever I go it's dangerous. You will most likely get killed."

Vincent just stared at me, trying to decide if I was serious. "Okay... But, I'm going to with you. And there is nothing you can say that will change my mind."

"Fine..." I groaned. "But only because I don't have the energy to argue."

Suddenly I heard Winry scrambling and putting things into her suitcase.

"Winry?" I raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

(So sorry if I got this wrong, doing it on memory, and I get things mixed up...) The blonde blew some hair out of her face. "Edward's in Briggs, with not the correct automail. I have to get there so I can change it... Do you want to come?"

I felt my heart leap at the chance to see Edward again, but I shook my head. "I can't... I need to be in Central. Tell Ed that I miss him, okay?" The blonde nodded and continued to pack. I looked towards Vincent and nodded towards the door. "Come one, we have to get up early tomorrow."

The redhead nodded and helped me get up.

-Time skip, the next day, early in the morning-

I had my stuff packed and everything. I ran to Vincent's room to find him awake also. He gave me a charming smile. "Excited?"

"Something like that." I sighed. "I really don't like train rides..."

"Why?"

I turned on my heel and started for the door. "After years of train attacks, I just want to walk to towns instead."

Vincent nodded. "That's... Unfortunate."

I laughed, and ran towards the train, wanting this to be over with this. I placed my luggage above our seats and took my place on the opposite couch. I rubbed my face, then sighed, and finally closed my eyes. When I knew we were heading towards Central I opened them again. I saw Vincent was looking around.

"What is it, Song?"

The redhead turned to me with a confused look on his face. "There is no one else on this train but us."

My eyes went wide, and I shot up from my seat. Looking around, then going to the door that would lead to the next cart. There wasn't anyone in that one either. I bet this whole train only had us passengers."Vincent we need to get off this-What the hell?"

There was a military men surrounding the exist, and one had Vincent with a gun pointed to his head. "General Mustang, this man is a wanted criminal."

That came as to a surprise to me... I didn't see Vincent doing anything bad. "What were his charges?"

"Charged for murder and rebellion against Ametris." The soldier yelled.

Vincent looked angry. "I didn't kill anyone! This country is killing from the inside out! Sloane, you have to believe me! That's why I wanted to meet Edward! So I can tell him what I learned! Please believe me!"

I clenched my fists and glared at the soldiers. "Do you know how many malfunctions a train can have?" The soldier shook their heads. "Right, of course you don't... Anyway, I'll take him into my custody." It was a long shot, but I hoped that these people didn't know I retired only a week ago, but by the way they are shoving Vincent towards me, they believed I wasn't. I grabbed onto Vincent's arm and whispered. "You're gonna have to trust me on this one." I turned back to the soldier. "I'm sorry about this... But you all aren't going to making it."

They looked confused on what was going on. But before they knew it I snapped my fingers, causing the side of the train to explode. I quickly shoved Vincent out of the moving train, then looked towards the soldiers. "I'm so sorry..."

I snapped my fingers, making the hottest and biggest explosion I have ever done, then jumped out of the train, landing on hard rock, and blacking out.

What's going to happen to Sloane? Will she see Edward again? Or will she even remember who she is when she comes to?

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