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IIIII

Lust scowled in the back of the truck. Swinging her slender leg over her other, she crossed her arms as if she were thinking up another plan. Now that hadn't worked Lust knew that Edward, Armstrong, and all of those Military fools would keep up their guard. This was the Full Metal's little brother. Both they and Lust knew if something happened to Full Metal's little brother, the blonde wouldn't be able to rest until he was back, which was exactly why Lust needed that boy. If they got Al in their clutches Edward wouldn't think twice about refusing to give up.

Oh how Lust knew she screwed up. Big time. Envy sat on the opposite bench, cross legged. Lust glanced over at his smiling face. She knew that was an 'I told you so' for not doing it right the first time. His exact words were 'We better do this right the first time because I don't think there will be a second'. And he was right. And he knew it.

"Stop your smiling. There's nothing to smile about," spat Lust, anger obvious in her tone.

"Don't be angry at me that you messed up," Envy leaned a bit forward to look at the floor. He noticed that there were Alchemic signs drawn all over the floor, "What are these for?"

"Our driver's an alchemist. If we run into trouble, these will help her."

"And who exactly is our driver?"

"No one you'd know. She's just a young woman who got kicked out of the Military for battery on a fellow officer. The man almost died. That's how good of an alchemist she is."

"She almost killed him with alchemy?" repeated Envy. He thought, Not like that's anything special.

"She made a spike with a piece of wood. Went right through the man's stomach. She'll be awfully useful later," Lust said with a sudden smile. Opening the window from the back to the front, the bars had been taken out so if the driver had to slip back there it was possible, and she asked, "Are you doing alright so far, Cahts?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Tell my friend Envy here how you got kicked out."

"Didn't you just tell me?" Envy asked.

"That was only part of it."

"They angered me so I went after the head of my command. Roy Mustang. Unfortunately, he's much stronger, and I didn't have enough sources at my control. I did give him a good enough bruising though. It's just when that woman Hawkeye came in..." Cahts gripped the steering wheel hard as she mentioned Hawkeye "...and then she shot me. After that, I was kicked out, put in jail for a while where I made many of threats. I've been planning to take them out but this seems like the best way to do it. Besides, Full Metal is part of Roy Mustang's crew, so he means a lot. If he isn't able to function that'll put a major dent in anything Mustang has going."

"Your rambling...don't do it again," Lust warned.

"Sorry Ma'am."

"And don't call me Ma'am. It makes me seem so old," Lust replied. She heard a snicker come from Envy, "And no comments from the peanut gallery."

"Yes Miss Lust," Cahts replied with a nod while keeping a firm eye on the road. Looking in her side mirror she saw the blonde chasing the car, and surprisingly keeping up, "Miss Lust, should I take care of this little problem?"

"Go ahead. Just don't kill him, okay?" Lust replied.

The car stopped right in the middle of the street, resulting in Edward stopping also. Cahts stepped out of the car, revealing her looks of her white hair flowing behind her back, a long sleeved, tight black shirt shaped around her curvy figure. Green pants buckled loosely at the waist reached down her lengthy legs to tennie shoes. Big red eyes stared at him intimidatingly. A gun holster was at her thigh but she didn't make any movement towards it. Who was this lady?

Ed was awfully confused. He thought, This is the right car...right?

"Edward Elric. Step back or I will be forced to hurt you," Cahts said, clapping her hands together.

Edward was all the more confused. He asked, "Who are you? Did I miss something?"

She put her hand on the side window and it transformed into a small dagger. Holding it at her palm she asked, "Are you going to stop following Miss Lust or not?"

"Ah, so she must have hired somebody," Edward said to himself, "And it seems you don't need a transmutation circle either. I can do that too," Edward clapped his hands together, then put his arm on his forearm, making the once sharp edge into an even longer, larger sword, "See? No transmutation circle either."

"Should I be impressed of that little trick because I'm not. You think you're so grown up but really your just a short, stupid alchemist who happened to pass the test," teased Cahts.

His eyebrow twitched with the shout of, "Who are you calling short, Albino?"

"Hey, being Albino is nothing to be ashamed of! You're the short one!" snapped back Cahts.

Lust opened the door open, swinging her legs over the edge of the truck. Envy jumped out with a taunting wave over at the blonde alchemist.

"I'll see you later, Cahts," Lust said as she began to walk away, her hips swinging. Envy followed close behind.

"Where do you think your going?" Edward yelled as he began to charge towards them.

"No way!" The Albino woman was standing in his way in no time flat. Clapping her hands together once again, she placed her hands on the ground, where it began to shake.

Edward lost his balance and fell hard on his behind. Squinting upward he saw something trying to fall on him. Cahts had also made part of a brick building fall apart! Edward yelled in panic as he ran away from the large blocks of bricks.

"What do you have against me?" Ed demanded to know.

Cahts brought her gun out. Holding it up in the air, she said, "I have nothing against you, Full Metal, just your leader," and the gun ran out.

What is she doing? That was pretty stupid. That shot was nowhere near m... He wasn't able to finish his thought as something entered his side. His eyes widened as he realized why she wasn't shooting at him. She used the metal sign to the left to make a ricochet off into his side.

Gasping in pain the small boy grabbed his side to stop the bleeding. He then felt a blow to the head. Cahts had already made her way over to the boy and hit him in the back of the head with the bunt of her gun. He fell to his knees. His head and side were throbbing.

With no warning Edward kicked Cahts at the ankles. She was caught by surprise, especially since she thought Edward was down for the count. Hitting the ground, and hard, the gun hung loosely in her hand. She didn't have enough time to grip it before Ed grabbed it away. Cursing under her breath, the red eyed woman looked up at the angered boy, one hand shakily holding the gun and the other holding his side.

"Now tell me where Lust and Envy's hideout is!" ordered the upset boy.

"Like hell," She spat back.

"If you have any will to live you will tell me. I have no desire to kill you but I'm pissed off!" He shot the ground next to her. She didn't even so much as flinch, "Tell me!"

"If I do they'll kill me. And I'm sure it'll be even more painful then a gun shot to the head. So go ahead. Shoot. I'm sure you've killed before, being the military's bitch and all."

"You aren't worth it," Edward snarled while emptying the gun. He threw the empty thing at Cahts, her surprised expression showed innocence in her eyes. As he turned his back he added, "And just for the record: I'm no body's bitch."

IIIII

"Brother!" Al shouted as the wounded soldier came stumbling into the front desk. Armstrong waited with the armored boy along with Hawkeye and Hughes. They all rushed over to the wounded boy, "What happened to you! Are you okay? What went wrong?"

Edward held his left side with a bloodied hand, it still dripped through his gloves, making it blood soaked. He still made a smile appear on his face, "Hey, Al, no need to freak out. I just got sho-"

Hawkeye hit Edward over the head, "You idiot boy! You could have gotten yourself killed, going after them alone! You should have waited for us or atleast have Armstrong go along with you!"

"Hey! I got hit in the head! Haven't you ever heard of not hitting an injured person?" Edward pointed to the bump on the back of his head to prove it.

"I failed in my duties," sadly said Armstrong.

"No. I wanted to do it alone," quickly said Edward, "I wanted to get them. But I wasn't able to do it. They hired somebody to distract me while they escaped. Some lady with white hair and red eyes. I tried my best but...now we have nothing to do but make sure they don't get back in."

"Yeah but you have to admit it was pretty stupid running into action like that. Whether you wanted to get revenge on them or not wouldn't matter if you ended up dead, right?" Hughes questioned, shaking his finger at him. Looking at the wound he made a sour face, "So you're staying at my house for the night. They won't know that you're there. And you'll get to see my sweet baby girl! She's missed her big brothers so much too!"

"I'll be happy to see her but what if they do find out we're there...?" asked Ed.

"Oh how would they know?"

"I'm not sure...I just wouldn't want to put Elisia(1) in danger, or your wife."

"Don't worry. I'm there."

"...And?"

"Be quiet! Now lets get you patched up!" Hughes began to rush Edward towards the medical department. He called to Armstrong and Hawkeye, "Keep an eye on Al for me!"

"Yes sir!" They both said with a nod.

Al, even though he had no ability to show expression, was obviously sad. He held the kitten still in his hands as if it were real.

IIIII

In Hawkeye's room is where the three ended up at while waiting for word from Hughes that Edward was all patched up. Armstrong was sleeping in an extra bed and that left Hawkeye and Al up on the couch, lazing around.

"Hawkeye?" Al broke the silence, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"If anything were to happen to me would you keep a close eye on brother?"

"Nothing's going to happen to you. I'll make sure of that so don't even think about it," sternly replied the military woman. Even though her eyes showed concern her voice didn't.

For a moment she forgot that she was talking to a child. Even though he had been through so much he was only a fourteen year old boy and sometimes needed to be treated as such. Hawkeye was just so used to dealing with adults. It wasn't often that anyone saw a child in the military. Though Al wasn't in the military, he often acted like it, going on missions with Ed. He was so attached to his brother. Hawkeye silently swore to herself that she would do anything in her power to keep him safe. If he were gone there would be no telling how that would break Edward. It would be heart shattering to know that the enemy had his baby brother. Everyone else would be upset about it too.

"Al, you know how much we care about you, right?" Hawkeye asked out of the blue.

Al asked, "What do you mean?"

"Even though we don't say it but we really do like you Al. We'll make sure that your safe. All of our effort will be pushed forward to making sure that you won't be hurt, alright?"

The boy nodded. He handed Hawkeye the kitten and said, "You name him."

"A-Are you sure?"

"Yep!" he chirped.

"Well...it is awfully cute," She said while looking it over. Taking a moment she said, "How does Smokey sound?"

"Smokey?" he repeated, "Sounds great! But why Smokey? Any reason?"

"I used to have a cat named Smokey when I was younger. She died when I was eleven. I really miss her now that I think about it but I'm sure this kitten deserves the name" Hawkeye sighed contentedly.

"Brother got me that as a present today."

"Oh, really now? That was thoughtful."

"I think it was because I snapped at him last night. He probably thought I was mad at him."

"I didn't think you could ever get mad, Al," joked Hawkeye with a smile, "Why did you snap at him though? That's not like you. Your usually so gentle, caring, and nice. That's why I like you. You're not like the rest of the people around here."

"I had nightmares last night. Lust and Envy...the first one had mom in it too. The first wasn't as bad as the second though. Lust killed brother in the second one. I could feel the pain because I was real again," his fists tightened, "I just had to feel pain instead of something else, didn't I? I don't understand how that could happen but it did."

Hawkeye looked at the top of the helmet. She asked, chipping at some black, dried crust on there, "What's this Al? Are you rusting?"

"No. I don't think so."

Taking a closer look Hawkeye remembered something when she was going through files last night. She whispered, "Nightmare Bottle."

Al repeated "Nightmare Bottle? What's that?"

"It causes nightmares for everyone if applied on the skull. Funny though because...well, to put it straight you don't have a body so it shouldn't work," Hawkeye said while rubbing off the crust on the floor. Making sure it was all gone she added, "We should make sure that's all off before you go to sleep tonight or else you'll have nightmares."

"Right. Thanks Hawkeye," he replied, happy that he wouldn't have those horrible nightmares again tonight, as she took the helmet off of his body to take into the bathroom.

IIIII

In the Medication Center of the Quarters, Edward was painfully having the bullet removed. The nurse was trying to be as delicate as possible, the cold ice trying to numb the pain, but it was still making Ed squirm a bit. The bullet wasn't deep enough that they had to cut him open under Anesthesia.

With one more prick of the tweezers, which Ed considered a barbaric way to get it out, the bloodied bullet came out. Ed made a grunt as it throbbed. The nurse signaled after a moment that he could sit up now on the ice cold table so he did. Very, very slowly and with Hughes's help. Ed didn't want to be a child that needed to be taken care of but in this position he had no place to talk. Hughes wouldn't hear of it. The nurse left Hughes to bandage it for he wanted to talk to the teen for a bit in private.

As soon as the nurse left Hughes started wrapped up his wound. Bringing the bandages all around his waist, he realized he had to give one big tug to make it stay. With a sigh Hughes warned, "This'll hurt, Ed, so feel free to yell if you want," and with that he pulled as gentle as he could. Which wasn't that gentle at all.

Ed took Hughes advice. He yelped in pain as it shot up his side, making Hughes squint at the loud shout, but he just began to shiver from after-shock. Forcing himself to sit up straight the boy took in deep breaths.

Sweat slid down his brow, his braid was undone making his hair stick to his body. He said, "Thanks Hughes."

"No problem," He said with a smirk. Pulling up a steel chair, Hughes added, "So, Ed, tell me what's on your mind."

"Isn't it obvious? Al of course," Ed replied.

"Do you have any idea why they would go after him?"

"I kept asking Envy but he wouldn't say. Otherwise, I'm not sure why. It's to much of a coincidence that he's been having nightmares about them and all of a sudden they come after him."

"Did he say what the nightmares were about?"

"Well, Mom was in the first. And I was murdered in the second."

"Probably the two things he fears most."

"I don't think he fears our mother, Hughes."

"But he could fear thinking of her," he clarified. Shrugging he said, "I don't know either, Ed, but all we can do is protect him. I'll have somebody stay over at our house too. How about Armstrong?"

"No! No! I don't want to stay with you. It'd cause to much trouble. But...if it comes down to that…how about Hawkeye?"

"Nope. She's got to look after Mustang. Looks like we're stuck with Armstrong," he replied, "And whether you like it or not your staying over at my house. No ands, ifs, or buts."

Ed hung his head, "I have the worst luck!"

"Ed, don't feel like you have to do this on your own either."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me. 'Al's my little brother, my responsibility! I'll take care of him!' then next thing you know he's in the arms of those freaks. I know you might be eager to play the role of big brother but you must realize we care about the kid too. Let us help."

"...I just don't want him to leave my sight. If I had the strength I'd up to Hawkeye's room and watch over Al myself."

"See? That's what I mean. Let us help," Hughes forced his perspective onto Edward, "And your in no shape to do anything. Your side is screwed up now. Speaking of which, nice going."

"Shutup," Edward playfully reached over and gave Hughes a tap on the shoulder, "Can we go now?"

"Ed. Calm down. Armstrong and Hawkeye are with Al. What could go wrong?" Hughes questioned. Thinking about that question he added, "Nevermind. Don't answer that."

"Exactly. I think Al would be more comfortable with me protecting him."

"Not with your side like that."

"I'm not handicapped! Let me protect my brother!"

"And let us help!"

"Your hopeless!"

"And you are an idiot!"

"I would have expected to have this conversation with Roy, not you," huffed Edward.

"Come on over to my house, Ed. I'll assure you everything will be okay! Lust and Envy won't even know that your there."

There was a knock on their door. Ed said, "Come in," with the hope it was Al. It wasn't.

Instead, a women with her white hair up in a bun came into the room. She was wearing a nurse uniform so they felt no need to be alarmed. Her red eyes looked up from her papers to Ed.

"Are you Edward Elric?" she asked sweetly.

"Yes. Why? Who's asking?"

"I'm sorry. Just that we had a set back...before you leave you have to get a shot in your side because there appears to have been some poison on that bullet," she said nonchalantly. Ed's face grew pale. She added quickly, "Oh, but don't worry, it's not deadly. It would only make you sick for a couple of days but we don't want our Full Metal Alchemist going down, now do we?"

"We are in a hurry, Miss, so could we hurry this up?"

With a glare in her eye, she asked, "Why? Where are you leaving to?"

"He's going to stay at my house for the evening. My baby girl is going to be so excited to see you, Edward!"

"Oh, you have a daughter now?" the nurse asked.

"Yes! The cutest thing under the sun!" He took out a picture from his chest pocket, of Elisia sitting on the swing with a smile, "I mean, isn't she adorable? A lot of people agree that she'll grow up to be a super model. Don't you agree? Isn't she cute? Doesn't your heart melt just looking at her! Right Ed?"

Ignoring everything that Hughes was saying, Edward noticed that look in her eyes. Red eyes. White hair. Curvy. Long legs...then he felt somebody smack him across the head.

"Stop staring at the girl, Ed!" Hughes demanded, "Sorry about that Miss. He's a fifteen year old boy. Please excuse him."

"Oh don't worry about it."

Shaking his head Edward lost track of his thoughts.

"Alright," She dug into her back pocket. With a smile she took out the needle, "Ready?"

"Eee..." he squeaked at the sight of it. He childishly shouted, "No needles! No! No! No! No! You can't make me! You can not make me! I'd rather be sick! I'll get over it by myself! No shots!"

Holding him down, Hughes sighed for the boy struggled as the woman began to insert the needle. He understood that it would hurt but he freaked out. Guess that he didn't like getting shots.

Grunting in pain, Ed held his bottom lip to stop from crying out. He heard a, "There, done. You were pretty good!" and he was able to relax.

Edward felt a bit woozy. All that stood out was that woman's figure, her red eyes glaring at him. She...looked...familiar...

Hughes asked as the boy fell limp in his arms, "Is this supposed to happen?"

She nodded, "Yes. It's a side affect. Just take him home, keep a close eye on him, and he should be fine."

"Thank you, Miss. What did you say what your name was again?"

"Cahts. Cahts Bishop."

"Sounds familiar...somehow...hmm, oh well. Thank you once again," Hughes said. He got the groggy boy in his arms and headed out.

Cahts smirked. She got away with it. She took out an unknown phone from her back pocket. She dialed a number and asked, "Miss Lust? The job was just done. I injected the Nightmare Bottle into Edward. I had to water it down so it wasn't black, just a bit grey, but he didn't notice. Oh, yes, it'll be much worse now that it's in his blood stream. I'll be back in fifteen, Miss Lust. Oh your welcome."

IIIII

Wow. Hmm...yeah. That turned out different then I expected. I originally planned it as something else but oh well. Thanks for reviewing everybody! You all RULE. You asked what plushies you get. I say you get EVERYBODY'S plushie (Yay, Edward and Al plushie!). That includes Lust, Envy, and even Gluttony. I don't know about you but I want a Lust plushie so bad.

Please review! Everyone, this time, gets..umm..POCKY! Yay! Strawberry pocky too!