Roy rushed towards Ed, who had hit the ground with a loud hiss.

He heard Jean laughing and it made him grit his teeth. "You Bastard!" He snarled, snapping his fingers, sending a blazing hot fire towards the man.

Jean jumped to the side as the flames whistled by him and crashed into the warehouse wall with a flare. He turned towards Roy with a mad grin. "That all you got?" He asked before aiming the gun squarely at Roy. "I was hoping for more of a battle then this. Shame." He said before pulling the trigger.

Roy closed his eyes tightly as the sound blared through the air but he felt no pain. He peeked open an eye and saw Hawkeye on top of the man, fighting for the gun.

Roy jogged over to her and latched onto Jean's hand, holding him down while Hawkeye grabbed the gun from the crazed man. Roy looked up at Hawkeye who nodded and gestured over to Ed.

Roy nodded and ran over to Ed who was looking bleary up at him. "Edward! Answer me. Are you okay?" He asked urgently, resting a gentle hand on the Boy's neck, checking for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the thumping of his heart.

Edward stared at him for a moment. "Roy?..." He asked quietly.

Roy nodded with a smile. "Yeah it's me. I'm here for you." He said, carefully scooping his hands under the boy and lifting him up, gaining a hiss from the boy.

"That hurt..." Ed said in a small voice. He clenched onto Roy's coat as he grit his teeth.

Roy frowned at the sleek sheet of sweat that was over his forehead. "Hold on, okay? I'm going to take you to the hospital. You're going to be okay." He said.

Roy looked briefly over at Hawkeye who had Jean in hand cuffs. She helped the man stand and pushed him towards the car. She met Roy's eyes and he knew what she was trying to say.

Roy hurried over to the car and gently rested Ed in the front seat, careful not to jar his injuries.

Hawkeye threw Jean harshly into the back seat and she got in with him, just as Roy started the car and started racing towards the nearest hospital.

Roy looked over at Ed who's head was loping to the side. A blank look rested on the boy's face as he gripped his wound tightly. The wound had mostly stopped bleeding, which was good.

Roy pulled up to the hospital and got Ed out, carrying him into the emergency center where two men set Ed down on a gurney. They wheeled him out of sight and left Roy standing in the waiting room.

Roy sighed and sat down, fiddling with his hands, glancing up at the clock every two minutes.

Finally, after what seemed like eternity, a woman came walking out with a clipboard in her hand. She smiled at Roy and walked up to him.

"Are you the blond boy's father or guardian figure?" She asked with a bright smile.

Roy hesitated slightly before nodding. "I'm his guardian figure. How's he doing?" He asked quickly.

The woman gave him a reassuring smile. "He's doing much better. The wound wasn't serious, more of a graze really. You can see him now if you'd like." She said, looking down at the clip board. "He's in room 112. Down that way, on the right." She pointed.

Roy smiled and gave a wave before hurrying into the Edward's room. Roy smiled when Ed looked up at the sudden intrusion with alarm.

"Don't you knock?" Ed said, folding his arms with fake anger. He bore a smile and seemed happy to see Roy.

Roy walked further into the room and pulled up a chair. "I'm glad to see you're awake. I really didn't want to have to carry you again. You're much heavier than expected, you know." He smiled.

"Well, when you have metal for an arm and a leg, you're going to be heavy." Ed teased before he stared at his white bed sheets.

"Did you get that man?" He asked after a moment, looking up at Roy with a serious expression.

Roy smiled and nodded. "He's in hand cuffs in the car with Hawkeye. Seems like the terror of The Shadow is at an end. I couldn't be more happy." He said, standing up.

"How long do I have to stay here?" Ed asked with a scowl. "I hate hospitals."

Roy shook his head with a smirk. "Not too long, since it was only a graze. I have to go and get that bag of scum into prison, but I'll be back for you." Roy said, ruffling Ed's hair playfully. "See you later, Catboy."

Ed slapped away his hand and gave him a glare, trying to flatten his hair once more.

"Don't call me that, Pyro!" Ed said, crossing his arms. "You don't have to come back, you know. I wouldn't be sad if you didn't." Ed stuck his nose in the air but glanced back after a moment of Roy not saying anything.

"Yeah, I could stay away. But I would miss you." Roy said. "I need to go now but I'll be back soon. You just rest." He said then he smiled. "See you later, Alligator. " He said in a teasing tone as he headed for the door.

Edward's eyes widened. "Don't say that, It's so lame!" He said before looking around the room to make sure no one was listening in.

Edward looked back at Roy with a wide playful grin. "After while, Crocodile." He said.

Roy smirked at him and gave a wave before closing the door and making his way to the car.

He hoped in and started driving.

"How's Edward?" Hawkeye asked, keeping a gun to Jean's head.

Jean grinned wildly. "Yes, how's Edward? Still breathing, I presume? Well, I'll have to remedy that." He said with a snicker.

Roy ignored the crazed man. "Yeah, the doctor said Ed will be fine." He told Hawkeye who smiled.

"That's wonderful." She said.

Jean rolled his eyes. "Oh yes, just great."