A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. I just finished the school year and was studying for finals. I know it's not a good excuse but I'll try to update faster. My sincerest apologies! Sorry guys! And I really am thankful for your reviews! Thanks also for the constructive criticism you've given me. I appreciate it. And now for chapter 7 (Wow O.o it's SO much more than Just Screw It!) 2 POVs THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE CHAPTER!

Disclaimer: No, no, NO! I don't own FMA are you happy? Sheesh. Oh, um sorry for that and please don't sue me! hides behind a sofa

I'm not going to put the quote info because you should know by now and people usually don't read that stuff anyways. POV LIST: ELEANOR then WINRY

CHAPTER 7: ORANGE JUICE and PHONE CALLS

xox Eleanor xox

I sat at the breakfast table after talking to Pinako. Let's just say I'd seen some things I really shouldn't have that morning and I had decided to knock before entering any room what-so-ever. The old woman had just chuckled as I told her what had happened.

As I sipped my coffee and watched the rain fall outside I thought I heard someone rushing down the back staircase. Hmm, well perhaps it was just my imagination but just in case—

My train of thought slipped as a frustrated Edward came downstairs and into the kitchen while mumbling to himself. Obviously he had found the laundry room and had gotten dressed because he was now wearing a red coat, a tank top, and some black pants.

"Would you care for something to eat," I asked, desperately trying to close the silence.

"Uh, yeah. Food sounds great," he murmured.

"Do you want to sit down," I asked. He was still standing up, well actually he was slouching but do I really need to go into detail about his posture for god's sake?

"Huh? No thanks," he replied. Okay...

"What? You mean you don't want to sit down and eat?"

"Oh sorry," Edward said as he pulled out a chair and seated himself down.

"So, where's Winry? Is she still not up," I asked as I poured him some orange juice and took out some biscuits that had been baking in the oven. Edward snatched some biscuits and started to pack his mouth full of them.

"I don't know. She went off somewhere," he managed to say while still eating and then gulping down some juice.

"Oh really," I said in a shocked voice. "There's supposed to be a kidnapper on the loose. Maybe you should go look for her," I said while taking another sip of my coffee and biting into a biscuit.

"WHAT?" yelled Ed, spitting out a mass of orange juice in the process. I immediatly got a dish towel to wipe up the mess. I nodded at his mortified face. Was this what she wanted? "Dammit! I'm gonna go. You stay here Ellen," he said as he rushed outside. Ellen?

xox Winry xox

I ran outside onto the cold, concrete sidewalk and onto the street as it was pouring outside. The once flawless nightgown I had been wearing was now ruined and soaked with rain.

I walked down the road and – Crap! I suddenly wished I had at least bothered to put on some damn shoes before coming out here. Shivering, I dropped to my knees in the middle of the street which was both dangerous and hard. I rubbed my arms vigorously to warm myself a little.

So there I was, shivering my god damn head off, when suddenly someone extended their hand towards me. I looked up to see a kind looking man with brown eyes and blondish hair.

"Why don't you come with me? I have a car and my wife can make you something to eat," he said. Ugh, something about this guy just looked so familiar! Just like what I thought about Mrs.Llewinns. It was REALLY starting to get on my nerves too! I accepted and was just about to get in the car when...

BAM! The man was kicked down by none other than...

"Edward?" I looked around to see Ed with one signature platform boot propped on the man's back. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked as I registered what was happening, "The guy was just trying to..."

"No need to thank me Winry! This guy's a kidnapper! God Winry I was worried!" he said as he pulled me in a quick hug and then started to scold me while I was trying to explain to him that he was misunderstanding, well, EVERYTHING! Plus I was still mad at him from before. "You need to be more careful!"

"No, I was trying to say that you're being stupid and--"

"Don't worry! I'll call the authorities right away," he said as he rushed to a nearby phone booth as I rolled my eyes at him. What the hell did I do to deserve this god?

xoxox

A few hours later some military and police cars started to pull up to the scene and I saw Mrs.Llewinns come out with her daughter Kit. It had stopped raining and the sun was starting to brighten up the day.

"Steven?" Mrs. Llewinns said as soon as she saw the man Edward had kicked down, "I thought you said you wouldn't be home until next week!" The man was now conscious but was being held captive by Ed.

"I was just trying to help her," he said, "She looks like John and Sarah's daughter."

"She is," Mrs. Llewinns replied.

Ed looked confused.

"You knew my parents?" I asked.

"Yes," Mrs.Llewinns said as she came over to me, "Your father and I were friends ever since we were kids."

"Uh, so this is your husband?" Ed asked.

"Yes."

"Was there even really a kidnapper in the first place," he questioned.

"Ugh! What's with this kidnapping stuff?" I said with frustration evident in my voice.

"Oh it must have just been a rumor," Mrs. Llewinns replied nervously.

We all turned when we heard two pairs of footsteps behind us. One was of large, clacking, dress shoes and the other of quick, sound, boots. And then an all-too-familiar voice stopped our little conversation.

"So Fullmetal, where is this so called kidnapper?"