Okay, here's Chapter 2, and I don't own anything that doesn't have my name on it, unless I'm still waiting for eBay to give it to me…

Last time: "Oh her name is Trisha."

Now: Both of them froze and didn't say anything as Matt started to cough again.

(Oh, if you don't know or remember Trisha is the name of their mom.)

"I think you should get your rest. "Ed stood up and walked away with Al behind him. They entered the kitchen and sat down.

"So what do you think brother?" Al asked.

"About their situation. I mean she has the same first name, and her brother, it's like what happen to mom, and Matt, he's the same age as Nina was..."

"That's enough Al. I know all of that but what can we do? Alchemy isn't the answer to solve this, you of all people should know that Al!" He banged his fist on the table and Al jumped a little along with the rose.

Trisha was changing the bandages of a person when she heard them from the opened door. She stood up and walked over to the doorway and watch them talk. As she heard this face became solemn and hidden in the shadows. A tear traveled down her eyes and she whipped it away quickly she came out and started to stir a pot.

"You guys, its way to dark to go anywhere so why don't you rest here for as long as you need to. There's an empty room, the last one on the left. She was stirring and then cleaning up the dirty bandages and taking down more herbs. She the pulled out a plate of ice cream and set it in front of Ed.

"I know you may not be happy but it will at least cheer you up." She smiled and walked back to the patients' room.

"It seems she never gets time to rest doesn't brother?"

"Or eat for that manner" he said picking at the ice cream.

"What do you mean Ed?" They saw her pass by quickly with blood on her apron and leave out of sight again.

"Look at her, her clothes hang on her lose and you can see her bones." She came back to get fresh water

from the sick and stirred the pots again. Then she looked at them over her shoulder.

"Ed when you're done just stick the dish in the sink and you guys get to bed. Don't wait up, I probably won't get and sleep tonight."

"Tell me when was the last time you sleep more than three hours?" Ed asks standing up.

"Um... I guess I can't say, it's been a while."

"And tell me how old are you?"

"Let's see, fifteen, so about your age. But I think the state is much more demanding than what I do is."

"Then your crazy. I do work for the state and have seen things you wouldn't have believed and yet I can sleep at night and I get to eat. You on the other hand, do you even get paid?"

"Well most of the time the people that come here don't have money so they don't pay me very much or at all."

"So how do you plan to take of your brother if you can't even afford food?"

"I find ways, I do what I can but I'm only one person."

"You're only human! If you keep this up then you'll kill yourself!"

"If I do then I will, but right now I have to take care of other people or they will be the one's dying. Excuse me." She ran back to the room, slamming the door behind her.

"I can't believe it Al, she'll work herself till she's six feet under for everyone else without even thinking twice about what's best for her!"

"Brother stop. That's enough, let's get some sleep. You need it, even if she won't doesn't mean you can't."

"This is ridicules." He stormed off to the room and lay there, as Al feel asleep. Throughout the night he heard her walking back and forth until she stopped. There wasn't any sound and he thought she had signally gone to bed but then he heard crying. He creeped over to the doorway and listen to her speak to herself.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry I'm not as good as you were. I'm sorry I can't save Matt. I want him to be happy and playing like he use to but I'm not nearly as strong as you or dad were. I try but I can't make up for it. I'm sorry for letting everyone down." Then she sobbed in her arms on the table saying that she was sorry over and over again. Ed looked down and stood there until she stopped. He then saw she was asleep and he draped a blanket over her shoulders. He could have sworn he heard her mumble a small thank you and he went to sleep himself.

In the morning he was greeted to the smell of pancakes and sausages. He bolted out of bed to see Trisha cooking with a smile on her face. She turned around and set a plate with some juice in front of him and the set down another plate.

"Morning and how did you sleep?" She asked while he sat down.

"Fine thanks. You seem like you're in a good mood."

"Well thank you. Don't ask me why but I feel so happy today." Al came in and sat down as well. He looked at her.

"What's so different about you?"

"It's funny, I have no idea I just feel happy, Excuse me." She walked and got the patient from his room to come and eat.

"How are you doing this morning Mr. Pocket? Do you feel better than you did last night?"

"Yes, thank you so much. I feel like a million dollars thanks to you." An older man sat down and started to eat.

"Excuse me, are you the person that's staying in that room on the right?" Al asked timidly.

"Why yes I am."

"When did you get here?"

"Yesterday, I was in horrible shape, three bullet wounds to the stomach and look at me now, I'm eating. This girl is a miracle worker."

"Sir, you flatter me. If I was my mother you would of have dinner last night. Anyway I think you can return home to your lovely family as soon as tonight."

"Thank you saint. How much do you want to be paid? 1200? 1800?"

"What do you think I am, the hospital, that's far to much money."

"Far to much? Please that's not even close enough! Please, I owe you my life! It's because of you that I can go home to my family."

"How about you just promise me that you would duel anymore and you pay me 800?"

"How about I swear on my life and pay you 1000 or I can go outside and find someone to duel me right now."

"Fine then we have a deal." She walked out to Matt's room with a bowl of water and a jar.

"That poor girl, I keep asking her to come live at our house but she won't leave this house and wants all her services for free. I keep telling her that she won't be able to keep this house if she doesn't charge but the only thing she cares about is making her brother and anyone else who happens by comfortable." He shook his head and ate his food.

"The truth is I don't think she has any will to live once her brother goes."

"You don't think she's going to kill her self do you?" Al asked standing up.

"No she wouldn't, she thinks she need to help the rest that are still alive. But he's all she has left, and once he's gone she'll be but a hollow shell. She will do her everyday work up until the day she dies." He stood up put his dish in the sink and headed back to his room.

Then they heard a something shatter and something else slump onto the floor. As they got up they ran to Matt's room and saw Trisha sitting by his bedside and the bowl of water broken on the floor. When they came she lifted her head and stood up. She ran over to Ed and Al and cried on Ed. She gripped his shirt and sobbed uncontrollably. Ed looked at Al and he walked over to Matt's bedside and nodded his head. Ed understood, that during the night, Matt had died.

I'll end it here for a dramatic effect or something like that, but yeah let me know what you think, I'm writing some InuYasha one's but they haven't been posted yet, I'm still making them decent for the public's eye so that might take awhile.

-- Please don't hate me for killing a 4 year old, it was important to the plot and besides, blame Fullmetal for killing Nina!!! Sniff Well, ummm….yeah….bye!

-Ling