Wow, the chapters are really getting short, and this one's kinda crappy and written a little too quickly. Did I mention none of my fics are beta-ed? X.x. They should lengthen back out soon enough tho. But hey, quick update, right?

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Oh yeah. I disclaim.

Chapter 6: Fault

There was complete silence in the hospital lobby, broken only by a nurse passing by to inquire at the desk or a patient coming in for a checkup. At one point someone came running in with his arm sliced open, but the staff took care of it quickly and efficiently. The lobby was a round area with couches and armchairs surrounding a coffee table. Roy was sitting on one of the couches, leaning over his knees and staring at the ground and constantly snapping his gloved fingers. Ed was sitting next to him, staring at the coffee table in front of him with a look of intense thought on his face. Hughes and Al were on the couch across from them. Al was curled up, asleep, with his head buried in his arms. Hughes was sitting back and watching the sparks fly from Roy's gloves. Karen had gone back to her office, saying that she still had work to do and that it would probably be better if she wasn't there to bother them. Riza was nowhere to be found.

They had been there for almost two hours, with no word from the doctors. They had all refused to leave and Al had cried himself to sleep after the first hour. Roy was just about ready to start actually burning things rather than just making sparks when there was a commotion from down the hall the others were being kept in.

"I told you I'm fine! Now let me through!"

Havoc was trying to push past two nurses and a doctor. Roy, Hughes and Ed stood up and stared. Al mumbled and lifted his head slightly, jumping to his feet at the sight of Havoc. He had apparently spotted them as well, for he was trying to make a beeline in their direction.

"Hey! Guys! Tell these idiots to let go of me, I need to talk to you!"

Roy walked briskly up to the crowd of people.

"Havoc, you can tell me what happened when the doctors deem your condition stable. Until then, I'm sure you can put up with a crowd of women around your bed."

Havoc stopped struggling, and his face hardened into darkly serious expression.

"This can't wait."

It was silent again, at least for a minute until Roy closed his eyes and turned back towards the lobby.

"Fine. Doctor, please let him through. I will take responsibility for him. This shouldn't take long."

The doctor hesitated, nodded, and let Havoc pass by. Havoc brushed his light blue hospital clothes off and walked stiffly into the lobby, careful not to disturb the bandaged gash in his side. He seated himself in the armchair closest to the couches and looked around at the faces around him, which were now locked intently in his direction. He sighed, scratched his head, and gingerly leaned on his knees and clasped his hands together.

"This is all my fault."

Confused looks followed. Ed spoke up.

"How can any of this be your fault? Just because you couldn't stop it doesn't make it your fault, any more than it makes it Breda's or Farman's or-"

"No, Ed, this is my fault, because I caused it to happen."

Roy let this sink in a moment. How could he have caused it...?

"I suppose it would be best to start from the beginning, but first things first. Fury is not dead."

Silence.

"No, I'm not in denial, nor have I lost my marbles or smoked too much. The truth is that the man lying in that room is not Fury."

"But we saw him..."

Al's voice was shaky, and he looked ready to cry again. Roy slowly stood up. He had a terrible sinking feeling in his gut.

"If what you are saying is true, then the only one who could be lying in that bed..."

Havoc nodded.

"Envy."

It was Ed's turn to stand up.

"I refuse to believe it. Even if Envy did find a way out of the gate, there is no possible scenario that could cause him to end up dead looking like Fury at Central headquarters. Plus, Homunculi sort of melt when they die."

"He's not dead."

Roy's head was spinning, and he sat down. He took a few deep breaths. You could only ask so many questions at one time. He would have to be patient, all the answers would come in due time.

"Where is the real Fury then?"

"At my house."

"Care to explain?"

Havoc sat back in his chair.

"Okay. It began not too long ago, I'd say a couple days after Hughes came back. Envy showed up on my doorstep, and Fury happened to fixing my television at the time..."

See? See? I told you it would all work out! Rejoice, Fury-luvvers!

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