Well another chapter, hoping the story will be finished by the middle of November, chapter 60 is already written and has 20 days left. So the story shall be finished by then...I hope. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA


Roy rose slowly to his feet, his knees burnt for some reason as well as his eyes which he knew were probably bright red. Hayate tilted his head upwards the watch the black haired man whose lips had formed into a smirk. Roy reached a large hand up and dishevelled his hair some.

He was Roy Mustang and he knew that no woman could resist his smirk. Well maybe Riza but he was only doing this for her. With confident strides he made his way over to the door and wrapped his hands around the cold bars. What was this a prison cell? He noted the blood stains at his feet. It was worse than a prison cell.

He clicked his neck and smirked. Ladies' man, he thought. He closed his eyes and hoped it would work. He coughed. The woman turned to him, quirking a thin eyebrow in his direction.

"Hey there," Roy muttered, fixing his dark eyes on the woman. Those dark eyes that could melt even the toughest soul. Except Riza's...sometimes. She turned her whole body in his direction, her arm folding across her ample chest. She merely stared at him, almost daring him to say something else. Being Roy he did. "What's your name Miss?" He asked politely and the woman looked almost shocked at the tone.

"Why?" She asked carefully, taking a step closer.

"Well, if I'm to be killed here, I'd at least like to know the name of the most beautiful woman I've ever seen before I die. Although they do say there are angels in heaven, they didn't mention they were on Earth as well," He shrugged and turned his back to her, leaning back against the door. "But whatever ya know,"

"Wait," She said firmly. "It's Solaris," Roy turned.

"Solaris, what a beautiful name. Although your beauty far exceeds that of the sun. I fell I could just live off your warmth being this close to you," He nearly smirked as a faint, but sure, blush rose to her cheeks. "How did such a fantastic woman as you end up in a shit hole like this?" He asked calmly. She was roped.

"I'm not really sure," She whispered, turning her gaze to the floor. He had to admit she was severely beautiful, the thin features of her pale face gave her a look of intimidation but her jade green eyes were soft. Perhaps it was true, perhaps she was only there by accident.

"A woman like you should be living in a stately home in the city, dazzling men with charming smiles," He spoke gently, his hands loosening on the bars. "Have you ever considered such a life? A life other than squirting innocent men in the face with mace, perhaps?" Her eyes widened slightly and her gaze lifted to rest on him.

"You really think so?" She asked timidly. He had been right, she was just a lost soul, forced to do others bidding. She moved her arm up to pick idly at her sleeve. His eyes widened slightly as he saw a large bruise plastered to her pale skin.

"I know so," He whispered gently, extending a hand through the bars. She looked at him, the evil smirk totally gone from her face. It was then he saw she wasn't all that old, maybe in her early twenties but ages far beyond her time by stress and pain. "I know a woman, Madam Christmas is her name, we can sort you out with her if you just help me," He said weakly.

"You were just saying those things to get me to set you free!" She snapped defensively.

"No Solaris, I meant those things!" He retorted. "I'm not one to lie, and I thoroughly believe you should not be here!" She sighed and pressed a hand to her forehead, dishevelling her long strands of black hair. "Have you ever loved something so much it hurts? So much you'd be willing to die for them? That's how I feel about the woman in that room and for all I know she could be dead by now. I beg you, help me," He said, his hands tightening once again around the bars.

"I have," She whispered, taking a few more steps towards him. "But I fear I do not have the keys,"

"What?" Roy snapped, seeing as she flinched. "I'm sorry," He sighed and looked at her, his voice calming to the soft tone again. "Where are they?"

"In the staff room, the man you saw earlier, the really muscled one has them, his name's Bradley, the only other person that has them is the man in the torture room with the blonde woman, Selim,"

"Then how do we get them?" Roy asked, helplessly. He'd been so close. He felt like he'd fallen into a rut with sides so high he would never be able to get out.

"I don't know," Solaris whispered, turning her gaze to the floor.

"Come on think! There has to be something we can do!" Roy said desperately. Solaris turned sharply at the sound of a door open, her hand moving to her belt. Roy seeing the large muscular man exiting the door to his right took a step back. He could hear the soft clink of metal as the man walked. He couldn't have been more than five metres away. He saw Solaris' body tightening from behind, her gaze too falling upon the keys. The man turned his head sharply in their direction and the girl gave him a sharp nod. Bradley grunted and disappeared into the door opposite. Solaris' shoulder sagged and she turned to him slowly.

"That's the staff room, through there," She whispered, knowing he could come back in any moment.

"We need to think of something," Roy said, pushing his hands up into his hair helplessly. He had never believed in miracles but this was definitely what they needed now if they were going to have any chance of saving Riza before it was too late.


Hey guys, where did my reviews go :O I would really like to know people still actually read and like this story ^^ It would be much appreciated and it really isn't that much work.

Thank you for reading. Hope you enjoyed it.

Amie