A/N: AH! I haven't updated for such a long time it isn't even funny! Expect another update later today or tomorrow at the latest. I've been busy lately and as you know I'm a couch potato. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews you've all given me. I can't believe I almost have 25! Well you can expect this fic to be pretty long. Probably like 9 or 10 chapters at least. I'm not really sure yet… If anyone has any ideas for later in the story then that would help a lot This chapter is from my OC's character's POV. As you can probably tell from the title her name is Eleanor.

"…" means someone is talking

'...' means someone is thinking (italics)(single quotes)

DISCLAIMER: I only own the characters I make up. I think Bones owns the anime and Square Enix owns the games. Hirumu Arakawa (a.k.a. the best manga-ka EVER) is the creator of our wonderful FMA and I think Viz currently owns the first 4 volumes of the manga. Anyways I don't own anything so don't sue me. I don't even own an Ed plushie (tear) 

CHAPTER 5: ELEANOR

I was playing with my four year old daughter when the phone rang and of course like any normal person I answered it. Little did I know one phone call would lead to a whole lot of trouble.

"Hello," the voice on the other end of the line said.

"Oh, um this is Eleanor Llewinns. Can I help you," I asked, suddenly recognizing the voice. Why, it way Pinako Rockbell! "Oh, it's you Pinako!"

"Yes. And I'd like to ask a favor of you dear. Could you look out for a young girl and boy around the ages of 16," she asked.

"Oh sure," I started to reply, "But why? I mean I owe you…" I trailed off. I really did owe her. She had given my husband free automail when we were low on cash and he had lost his arm in an automobile accident. I think it was because I had been one of John's, her son's, best childhood friends and had almost been like a daughter to her. I also believe she pitied us. "Is the girl John and Sarah's daughter," I asked. Winry should've been around that age now, "And does the boy happen to be one of Honehiem and Trishia's sons," I asked again. During the times I had visited the Rockbells I had met their friendly next door neighbors too.

"Yes dear, I believe you're catching on. You remember Edward don't you?" Oh yes, the stubborn toddler, "The boy is quite short and if I know them, the two should be arguing around the time they arrive."

"Oh really? Short," I asked.

"Yes, short," she confirmed.

"Well okay. And do you want them to stay with me? I can if you want me to," I offered.

"That would be perfect. You're right on track dear," the old woman told me as she described the rest of her plan. It seemed complicated and risky and pretty unreliable but I just nodded along and said the usual 'Uh huh,' to show that I understood.

However I had to ask one question, "How do you know they'll get here? There's a fork in the road so how do you know which way they'll go," I was completely and utterly confused. Whenever we had visited so many years, oh, until about eleven years ago, after Sarah and John had been killed, we had always gone the right way. I think the left went to some forest or something.

The old woman just chuckled, "Oh Ellen, don't forget. That fork connects to your town both ways. The only difference is that the left side takes about 5 hours while the right takes only 2 when you walk," I had to admit it made sense. I hung up with a 'good bye' as I smiled to myself. My 4 year old daughter, Kit, staring at me as she played with her dolls in the living room.

"Mommy who're ya' talkin' to," she asked.

I just laughed a bit and answered, "No one honey," as I continued to play with her.

xoxox

Already six hours had passed by without one spotting of the two children or teens I should say. I was getting quite worried seeing as it was 7:00 and I was staring out the window. My eyes had been scanning the streets for the past hour when I heard something from outside. I took Kit, whom was getting quite sleepy, by the hand and walked out the door to see what all the commotion was about. Sure enough there were a boy and girl that looked around the ages of 16 or so. The girl was dressed in a mechanics suit and wore a bandanna. She held up a wrench and seemed to be threatening the boy with it. The boy was about 2 or 3 inches shorter than the girl. He was about 5' 3'? He was bickering with the girl and using a vocabulary that I don't really feel like repeating.

'That must be them,' I thought to myself as I squeezed my way through the crowd surrounding the two.

"Um, may I help you," I asked. The two immediately stopped their fighting and the boy, Edward, stopped his cursing seeing that he was in the presence of a four year old.

Winry, the girl, turned to look at me and asked, "Where are we?" Now I was certain these were the two I was supposed to be looking for.

"Yeah, this sure doesn't look like a grocery store," Edward commented.

"Well, you're in Lorel," I replied.

"Lor-what," said Edward.

"Lorel. If you're lost you can stay with us," I offered. Edward glared at me I don't think he really liked me at all.

"And who are you?" Winry glared at Ed for some reason.

"Oh how rude of me! I'm Eleanor Llewinns and this is my daughter Kit. My husband would greet you too but he's currently out of town," I said.

"Hi there," said Winry to my daughter, "It's nice to meet you Mrs.Llewinns. I'm Winry and this is Edward. Sorry he's being such a jerk," Edward mumbled, "he's always like that. We would be pleased to stay with you."

I smiled as Edward sighed and glared at Winry whom I think was threatening Edward with the wrench she held behind her back. "You can call home when we get to my house," I said as I led them to where I lived.

As soon as we got there Winry tried phoning her grandmother. "Ugh, nobody's picking up! Oh well. We'll try again in the morning," she said with a sigh. I ushered to two upstairs and told them they could change into some clothes I had even though my husband's clothes would be too large for Ed. He seemed to clutch his fists at this so I took no more swings at his height as Winry informed me of how he just slept in his boxers and how she would be grateful to borrow something of mine after she took a shower.

I told the two to put their clothes in the laundry room and for Ed to set up a bed on the floor since I only had one guest room which only contained one bed.

Afterwards I went downstairs to call Pinako.

"Hello Pinako? This is Eleanor. I have the kids here with me and they tried to call you but you didn't pick up which was good--" I was temporarily interrupted.

"I knew Winry would try to call me first. Now what do you need Eleanor," asked the old woman.

"Well I'm wondering what to do now," I asked.

The old woman obviously knew I was confused by the tone of my voice but only said, "Don't worry. Things will sort themselves out. Just let them stay with you for a while."

I was still baffled, "How do you know?" I asked.

"I've known those two since the day they were born. Trust me. I think I know how it'll turn out. That boy needs to learn a lesson," then she just hung up. I then decided to listen to Pinako and let the clever old woman's plan unfold on its' own.

Just then I heard a scream come from upstairs and I fled up the stairs to see what the fuss was about.

xoxox

A/N: So there you go. I kind of lengthened the chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Chapter 6 will be on its way by tomorrow or so.

-Phyco girl