Um, yeah, I extended the last chapter a bit, so you may want to go back and read that part before reading this, if you haven't already, or you'll be very deeply confused.

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"Brother?" Al called with worry in his voice. He had been searching for about half an hour, in which time he had passed the bar twice, so he was thoroughly lost. He knew Ed was probably looking for Hazel, and if he was, he wasn't going to stop until he found her. Al sighed and was about to head back to the bar when he heard footsteps behind him.

"Looking for your brother?" came Hazel's voice. Al turned around to face the girl. She was looking up at him and he could tell she had been crying.

"Hazel, is something wrong?" He asked gingerly.

"Come on, I'll help you find Ed." Hazel said, ignoring Al's question. She turned around and walked off, the giant suit following her.

They searched everywhere, behind buildings and what was left of buildings, alleyways. A few times, Hazel thought she saw a red coat or a blonde braid around the corner, but there was never one really there. She had started to wonder if Ed was even still in the town when Al spoke up.

"Hazel?" He asked, looking down at her.

"Hm?" she said, looking back up at him.

"Well, I've been meaning to ask you, when you bumped into us, how did you know Ed and I were alchemists?"

"I knew one of you was going to ask me that." Hazel sighed. "You see, there's a thing about that. This might sound stupid to an alchemist like you, but I can sort of see into the future. Sometimes. Look, I'm not saying I'm some fortune-teller person but-"

"Really?" Al asked. His voice had the enthusiasm of a small child in front of a candy store.

"Um, yeah. Wait, you believe me?" Hazel said confused.

"Of course I believe you. Why would you lie?" He told her innocently.

"But I thought alchemists didn't believe in that kind of stuff." She was really confused now.

"I do. A lot of people don't, like my brother, but I do." Al told the girl.

"Damn straight I don't." came a voice from behind them. The two wheeled around to face Ed.

"Brother!" Al gasped.

"Don't believe a word she says Al. You know there's no way people can see into the future." Ed said, glaring at Hazel.

"How can you know? Just because you can't doesn't mean that no one can." She snapped back.

"Come on Al." Ed said, turning and walking away.

"Oh, shorty doesn't have a comeback?" Hazel called, a smirk appearing on her face as she crossed her arms.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?" Ed was suddenly less than an inch away from her face, and so it was especially clear that he was resisting grabbing her neck and breaking every bone in it.

"Short of course. You are after all." She told him coolly, her smirk growing.

"Brother, don't-" Al pleaded, but he didn't seem to be heard.

"You're just a short little boy. I'm surprised they even let someone of your height become a state Alchemist. Or perhaps that watch you have is a fake?" she asked.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Ed went to hit her with his metal arm, but was surprised when it didn't hit anything. It took a moment to sink in that he hadn't hit anything, but once that moment was up, he felt someone grab him around the neck.

"Aw, shorty can't even hit a girl." Hazel hissed in his ear. Ed swung his arm behind him, but missed again. He looked around, trying to find her, but to no avail.

"Shorty lookin' for me?" Hazel asked, peeking her head out from behind Al.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Ed shouted, running towards her.

"Leave her alone brother, she's not trying to hurt you." Al said, stepping in front of the raging boy.

"She's just trying to piss me off! Let me at her!" Ed told his brother, trying to get around him.

"No brother. Leave her alone." Al repeated, stepping in his brother's way whenever he tried to get to Hazel.

"Yeah, leave me alone. I didn't do anything." Hazel whimpered with mock innocence, peeking her head out again. She ducked, nearly getting hit by Ed's arm.

"You little! Stay still dammit!" Ed shouted in frustration, trying to hit her again.

"STOP IT!" Al shouted. Ed and Hazel looked at Al with slight fear, seeing as he rarely yelled, at least with such authority in his voice.

"Um, Al?" Ed asked, looking up at his little brother. Al looked back down and saw his brother's expression.

"Oops. I'm sorry about that." Al said, and then turned to Hazel. "I don't do things like that normally."

"U-um, i-it's alright." she stuttered, still shocked by Al's outburst. For a moment, he had actually seemed threatening. It scared her.

"Hazel?" came Ed's voice from the other side of Al. the girl walked over to him.

"You called?" she asked, expecting an apology.

"Do you know what time the next train is going to come in tomorrow?"

Hazel practically fell down at that.

"WHAT DO MEAN 'DO I KNOW WHAT TIME THE NEXT TRAIN IS GOING TO COME IN TOMORROW?'" she screamed in his face.

"Just that." He answered. Hazel sighed. Of course he wouldn't apologize for not believing her powers. Calling him short wouldn't change what he thought.

"Oh, well, the train comes in and out everyday at the same time." She answered, her head bowed in shame of her own stupidity. But then a thought struck her and she lifted her head up. "Why'd you get off anyway? What business would you have here?"

"We just got off at the wrong stop, what can I say?" Ed lied. He knew that wasn't it. He was fully aware he wasn't supposed to get off for another two stops. But for some reason, he knew he had to get off here. He knew that there was something that needed to be done here.

"Well, either way, you're going to need someplace to stay the night. You can go back to Mr. Miller's place if you want. That's where I'm going to go if I can avoid my father's lackeys." Hazel told him. She started walking in that direction then looked over her shoulder. "By the way," she said, "You might want to head over to the train station and go to the payphone."

Ed stared at her for a moment as she walked off, her short, brown, wavy hair bouncing on her shoulders. How odd. He thought before turning to Al. "Let's go." He said, walking in the other direction

"To where brother?" Al asked.

"The train station, where else?" Ed answered.

"Oh, I get it." Al said mischievously. "Finally believe in Hazel's powers?"

Ed stayed silent, but continued walking. We'll see what that girl can really do. He thought.

MOMENTS LATER!

"Mr. Miller!" Hazel called as she walked into the bar. There was no one there. "Mr. Miller?" she called again.

"HEY HAZEL!"

Hazel was nearly knocked down by the force of a small body pummeling itself at her back.

"Ugh. Get off of me David." She groaned to the small boy clinging to her back. He obeyed. "Where's your Dad?" she asked him.

"Daddy said he had a headache and went up to his room to sleep. He said not to bother him." David answered.

"Again? He seems to have been getting headaches a lot lately, huh?" she asked to herself. David nodded. Hazel looked down at the five-year-old with slight pity. The young boy had an automail left arm that had to be replaced every six months or so. He would always shriek like a banshee when it was being put on. Hazel hated seeing him like that. And it was almost that time again

"David?" Hazel asked.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"Um, nothing." She turned her head away.

MEANWHILE!

A phone rang. Ed jumped at the sound, he had nearly dozed off waiting for it. He picked up the receiver. "Hello?"

"Full Metal?" came the voice at the other end.

Shit, Ed thought to himself, it's the colonel. "Yeah, what?" he asked.

"Okay it is you. I was worried for a few minutes there. Why aren't you at the place that you're supposed to be?" the colonel asked. His voice didn't sound very worried though.

"Look, Al and I got off at the wrong stop, alright? We'll be on our way as soon as we can colonel." Ed sighed.

"And when will that be?" Roy Mustang asked expectantly.

"Not until tomorrow. Only one train comes through each day." Ed answered, sounding annoyed.

"Okay then. I expect you to check back in tomorrow." Mustang said. He was about to hang up when Ed's voice stopped him.

"How'd you know the number?" it asked. Roy hung up however, pretending he didn't hear it. But it was a good question. How did he know what number to dial?

"Brother?" Al asked. Ed turned to his brother, his face white as a sheet. "You look like you saw a ghost! What did he say?"

"That's not important Al. What I'm worried about is how she knew."

"How who knew what?" Al asked.

"How Hazel knew the colonel was going to call." At that, Ed turned and ran off in the direction of the bar.

MOMENTS LATER!

Hazel sat at the bar, drinking her regular drink.

"You're getting better at making these everyday!" she complimented David. She took another sip and cringed at how sour it was. David smiled, his head barely visible above the bar despite the fact he was standing on a stool.

He's not going to grow to be much taller than Ed. She thought with a smile. At that moment, however, she turned to see Ed come bursting through the door, Al right behind him. Speak of the devil.

"Hazel!" Ed called rushing towards her and grabbing her shoulders.

"EW!" David half-shouted from behind the counter, "Hazel, kiss your boyfriend outside!"

"Boyfriend?" Hazel asked.

"Kiss?" Ed asked. Both of their eyes were the size of dinner plates and they were both blushing.

"Yeah, weren't you two going to kiss just now?" David queried, standing on his tiptoes on the stool, although it didn't make him seem to be all that much taller.

"NO! OF COURSE NOT!" The two answered in unison, Ed immediately dropping his hands. But somehow their faces got even redder.

David smiled mischievously in the way little boys often do. "So, do you want something to drink mister?" He put his arms up on the bar and rested his head on them. Ed noticed his arm.

"Refuse. He can't make drinks." Hazel whispered quietly enough so that only Ed would hear. He nodded.

"Um, no thanks." He saw David pout a little. "Hey, cool arm. I got one too." He said, rolling up his right sleeve to reveal the shiny automail.

"Wow! That's so cool! I thought I was the only one!" David said excitedly.

"Yeah, it is pretty cool isn't it?" Ed gloated. Hazel coughed and it sounded suspiciously like "cocky". Al chuckled at that.

"When do you have to get a new one?" David asked.

"A new one?" Ed looked puzzled.

"Yeah, I have to get new ones all the time or my arms look funny." David said.

"Oh, because you're still growing, right?" Ed asked. David nodded.

"Unfortunately for Ed, he's never going to grow anymore. At least that means he doesn't have to replace his arm all the time." Hazel commented with a smirk. Al had to hold his brother back from beating her.

But unfortunately between Ed's commotion and the other's laughter, no one heard the gun cock.