AN: Sorry about not putting in my character death warning…so. Here, I'll do that. , ;;; I am not good with this stuffs!
Chapter 2
Hawkeye walked down the familiar hallway and to the colonel's office. She walked in and rolled her eyes. Ed was asleep at the desk…again. She walked over to the desk and placed the daily paperwork on his desk. She cleared her throat. Ed just mumbled and snored again. Hawkeye felt her anger rising. She pulled out her gun and loaded it.
Havoc was walking to the lounge when he heard several gunshots and loud screaming coming from their Colonel. He laughed and continued on down the hallway. He passed by Fury who looked concerned over the sounds coming from the colonel's office. Havoc just patted his shoulder.
"Do you think everything's ok in there?" Fury asked worriedly.
"Its Hawk. She misses on purpose." Havoc said and continued down the hallway smirking. That's our Hawk for you.
Ed sat in his chair, eyes wide open and Very much so awake. He stared at Hawkeye. Fear was present in his eyes. He smiled sheepishly and reached forward to grab a pen and get going on the paperwork in front of him. This earned him a slight smirk from Hawkeye as she turned to leave.
"Bloody menstrual women with guns…" Ed murmured to himself. Hawkeye stopped and clenched her fists at her side. Ed noticed this and paled.
Winry sighed as she heard the round of bullets fly off again and Ed screaming loudly in protest. She sat in her room, making sure Al was in good condition. Al sweat dropped. Winry just shook her head.
"He'll never get it will he…?" She inquired to no one in particular.
"I've been trying to help him…but he just wont listen…" Al responded.
"Al, we ALL have been trying for years…" Winry rolled her eyes, "He is just too stubborn…or stupid if you want to put that way…"
Riza lied on her bed staring at the ceiling. She was tired but sleep wouldn't come to her. She felt so empty. Everything seemed to be heavier. Each stack of paperwork, every step, even breathing felt harder to achieve. Without him, I'm nothing…aren't I? She thought bitterly as tears welled up in her eyes again at the though of him. She missed his lecherous smirk already. She missed his laziness and sleeping on the job. She missed his snide comments. She missed his temper. She missed the way he would stare at his paperwork as though he was completely lost. She missed the way he poured his cup of coffee. She missed his bad mood when it rained. She missed everything about him.
She ran her hand along her pillow edge. She remembered back to when he was injured by Bradley. She remembered the way he gently reached over and touched her hair strands. The way his eyes looked when he looked at her at that moment. The touch, it had been so soft.
Riza sighed and rolled over opening her bedside table drawer. She pulled out a pair of white gloves. She stared at Roy's gloves. The one thing she had been able to take and save. The laid them against her heart. She rolled back onto her back. This time, when she closed her eyes, sleep evaded her. Her dreams would be far from peaceful though. She knew that…
Havoc and Farmon sat at the lounge table playing a few rounds of cards. It was, once again, an uneventful Friday. Havoc looked at his round; he had nothing. He looked up at Farmon who looked as blank as ever. Sighing, Havoc threw down his cards.
"Nothing…" He grumbled around his cigarette.
"Good…" Farmon commented, laying his own cards down, "Me neither. But still, more than you."
"Damn…" Havoc grumbled.
"Pay up…again." Farmon leaned back in his seat, raising his eyebrows.
"Twenty…forty….fifty. There you go…" Havoc mumbled and handed over the cash. Farmon counted it twice to make SURE he wasn't cheated.
"It's all there! Sheesh…whad'ya take me for? A cheap skate?" Havoc protested.
"Just making sure…" Farmon said with a slight smile. Havoc growled at him.
Hawkeye walked into the lounge. She spotted her colleagues playing poker, again. That would make it…two…three…five times this week. She sighed and poured a cup of nice hot water into a mug. She rested a teabag in the water. She turned around and leaned against the counter and watched Havoc lose yet another round in an effort to win back his cash. She shook her head. Roy would have beaten them both easily… She mentally slapped herself for thinking of her former superior again.
"You boys playing poker again? You realize this is the fifth time this week…" She stated raising her eyebrows boredly.
"Men, Hawk. Men. We aren't little boys anymore. And yes, I have to beat him. My pride demands it!" Havoc stated with a grin.
"Men my ass…" Hawkeye grumbled to herself turning back around.
"What's that Hawk?" Havoc replied with a grin, "I think your ass is pretty nice…"
Havoc lied on the floor staring at the ceiling through smoke. Ouch…damn! Didn't know she could throw like that! Havoc picked up the boot that so happened to have just previously made connection with his head. He then re-lit his now dead cigarette and sat up. He rubbed the back of his head. He looked up at the sound of laughter coming from Fury, Armstrong, Farmon, and now Elric. He glared at them all.
"What'cha all laughing bout!" He growled standing up. "Jeeze woman! Think you could throw a little more precisely?"
"I can try with bullets…" Hawkeye's eyebrow twitched, "I'm sure that would be more fun to dodge…"
"No, no, no! A boot's good enough!" Havoc said frantically, putting his hands up in defense.
"Smooth one Havoc." Ed commented from the doorway with a smirk.
"Yeah yeah…" Havoc said, "Just wait till that girl of yours is pregnant. THAN we'll see who has the last laugh!"
"SHE IS NOT MY GIRL! Plus, I wouldn't do that with her!" Ed's face turned red with anger and embarrassment.
Havoc snickered. He enjoyed getting their new colonel pissed. It was funny the way that short kid got so riled up over the smallest things. He glanced at Hawkeye. For a second he though he saw a tear fall down her cheek. She turned around and yawned. Havoc just shook his head.
"If I may, sir?" Hawkeye said turning back around with her tea cup in hand, "What brings you down here?"
"There's a new report…" Ed replied, his eyes darkened.
"About…?" Hawkeye pushed farther, she didn't understand why Ed was acting so different. As though, something was bothering him.
"A new homunculi." Ed looked up at Hawkeye.
"Great…" Havoc sighed, "Just what we need right now. Another bastard brought back from the dead…"
"What do you want us to do, sir?" Fury inquired.
"You, Armstrong, Farmon, and Breda are to stay here. Hawkeye, Havoc, You both are coming with me. We are going to investigate this new 'homonculi'."
"Yes, sir." Hawkeye said standing at attention.
"Yes, sir." Havoc stood at attention as well.
Ed nodded and left. "Prepare to leave by tonight…I want as best a chance at catching this bastard as possible." With that, Ed walked on down the hallway to his room. As soon as he reached his room he sighed. I hope to god…that these reports were wrong and my suspicions are wrong…
