run, i'm a natural disaster
26. Compressed
"Get off of me," grunts Darius, feeling the weight of three people on top of him. The room is dark and small, and he can't for the life of him figure out how he got there. The smells of people are faint, the musk of the damp seeping through the walls assaulting his delicate nose instead, and he glares at the black. The weight is lifted a bit, Heinkel moving to sit the other side from him, Greed leaning back towards the passage-way, or, at least what Darius thinks was the passage-way. It collapsed behind them when they were running, courtesy of Ed, trying to hold them back the only way she knew how.
The only one that hasn't moved in the tight space is Ed.
"Shit." Heinkel's eyes dart about, trying to make out the shapes with his enhanced, animalistic vision instead of relying on smell and hearing and touch. He finds Ed, a skinny lump laying on the floor. He crawls over to her as carefully as possible, trying to find out if (where) she is injured. Wet, iron smell, flowing from her head. He's worried now, Ed doesn't heal like Greed, and even chimeras heal faster than normal humans- it's something to do with the alchemy he thinks, and berates himself for his thoughts going off on this tangent.
"Ed- Ed's hurt-" Heinkel says, his mind blank of his medical knowledge. He's been in plenty of situations with injured comrades, but this, Edward is somehow worse than all incidents put together. The kid he's been travelling with, the kid that saved his life, the girl that opened his heart again, the girl that's the closest thing he has to a daughter- she's going to bleed to death in a cave of their own making.
"Heinkel! - Heinkel! -" Greed and Darius' voices are enough to bring him out of his hysteric worry for the moment. Darius sighs, and lifts himself up slightly, before ripping his shirt with heavy arms. "Here. For the bleeding."
Heinkel doesn't know how they know what's wrong with Ed, but he takes the makeshift bandages and wraps her as best he can without hurting her.
"She's going to be fine." Greed reassures him. "The Kitten's a fighter- she'll pull through."
No one mentions how they know that Greed is struggling to convince both himself and Ling of this.
They sit in the cold dark cave silently, watching over the still shape of the blond girl that had a special place in all of their hearts.
A.N: Welcome back to the angst and hurt-comfort that we all forgot about due to the fluff of the last drabble! :D
So, I'm halfway caught up in my writing, so that's going splendidly, and the lovely person I have enlisted to be my beta is going to send me the stuff so I can polish off the Christmas fic.
If you haven't already seen it, it's called "partner in crime" and all it is is blatant Greed/Ed shipping. It's set in this 'universe' that I've got going here and is supposedly funny, so check it out! :D
Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed!
- Tom
[Celebration for all the reviewers: Hyper V, Fluehatraya (who also reviewed partner in crime!), and a guest that I largely suspect was Roy-Mustang's-Girl. Party for you guys!]