Roy arrived in Guinheim a mere day after Edward did. For one thing, he had more funds under his command, for another he was traveling as fast as he could. The town seemed deserted, empty houses and shops all along the main road. But Roy had a sneaking suspicion that something was up. He began a careful search of the area, starting with the side streets and alcoves that lead off from the central street. Along one alley several long drag marks dug into the dirt.

He stalked down the alley, slowly and carefully. The drag marks were interrupted by an indentation in the damp soil. A hand print, but one that no human could have made. The print was very clear, showing seams were metal pieces had overlapped. Not to mention the horizontal lines on the fingers.

"Edward." Roy whispered to himself. Moving even more quietly now he followed the marks and tracks that soon accompanied them out of town and into the woods.

Edward struggled out of the heavy blanket he was wrapped in, cradling his throbbing head in his good hand. He looked around to see a cave-like room, a door blocking the only exit out. In the dark it seemed as if there was a large rock next to him, but upon inspection his hand touched metal.

"Al?" he whispered.

"Brother? Oh good your awake. I was so scared they hit you so hard."

"It's ok Al, I'm alright. We just have to get out of here." he said, standing up slowly. His head spun as he steadied himself on the wall behind him. Holding himself up on the wall until the room stopped spinning. "Who are they anyway?"

"I don't know, but they don't seem very nice."

"Hmph, it doesn't matter anyway. I'll take down the door and then were out of here." muttered.

"You two aren't going anywhere." said from the door. A man looked in the small window.

"And what exactly is going to stop us?" Edward said, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Well I took the liberty of implanting a little bomb inside your brother. If he moves, or you attempt to remove it, you will both die." Edward's face went white and he slid down to the floor in defeat.

"You. . . you sick bastard!" he screamed at the man. The man laughed at him.

"Don't think of leaving on your own to get help either, I'll set off the bomb and bye bye to your dear brother anyway." Edward screamed and threw himself at the door, reaching through the window to get at the man. "Stupid boy, settle yourself and behave. All I really want is you anyway, once I get what I want from you. . . Well then I'll let you go."

"And what is it that you want from me?" he asked quietly. The man grinned and slipped one hand inside the window and stroked Edward's cheek. Ed slapped the hand away and stepped back.

"Oh, tsk tsk. You better do what I tell you to boy, unless you don't care about what happens to your brother. And I want so much from you. I want everything you can give." The man laughed as he walked out of sight. "Gentlemen, escort my new pet to my chambers after he's been properly dressed." Two men moved into the light, nodding acquiesce and opening the door.

"You be good for them boy, I wouldn't want your pretty face scuffed up."

"You can do whatever you like to me. Just leave him alone." Edward said softly, walking out of the cell. The men took his arms and lead him away.

"I was so hoping you would say that." the man laughed as Edward was taken away.

Edward was cleaned up and dressed in fresh clothes from his suitcase. A pair of black slacks and tank top, he kept his boots but his belt and jacket had disappeared. The men put a black leather collar around his neck and brushed out his hair, leaving it loose. They took his arms again and lead him back into the hall to a new room, where the man waited.

"Leave him with me." he said calmly. Both men bowed slightly and left the room silently closing the door behind them. "Come here." He beckoned with one hand, standing up from his seat. Edward obeyed, walking over to the man slowly. "Ah, such a pretty boy." The man drew him close. "Kiss me." Edward held back his revulsion and kissed the man carefully. Unsatisfied, the man growled and pulled Edward into a violent kiss, biting Edward's bottom lip and shoving his tongue into the young man's mouth.

Edward coughed as the man let up, gagging and trying not to throw up. The man just laughed. He moved forward and slapped Edward across the face, hard. Edward reeled from the blow and staggered back, but did not fall. "Kneel boy, tell me you love me." Edward let himself fall to the floor on his knees and locked his eyes on the floor. "Tell me you love me boy!" he yelled this time. Tears fell down Edward's cheeks. The man stalked forward and slapped him again. "Say it!"

"I. . . I love. . ." he stuttered, swallowing nervously. He pictured his beloved in his mind and tried not to cry anymore. "I love you." he said, but not to the man. No, to the lover he saw so clearly in his mind as he let the man take him.

Roy followed the tracks to a cave in the side of a cliff nearly a mile inside the woods. As some men exited the cave, he ducked behind a tree. He assessed them carefully before walking into the open, it took mere seconds to finish them off. Well to knock them out and drag them into the brush anyway. He stalked into the cave and listened carefully, he could swear he heard someone crying. He followed the sounds through the tunnels and doors, making is way to the source. It was not often that he had heard Edward cry, but he could swear that was who it was. There were at least two people in the room behind the door he stood in front of. He heard cloth tear and metal strike against stone.

"Please. . . please don't make me say it again." said quietly through sobs.

"Edward." Roy whispered testing the door carefully.

"I told you boy, you will do whatever you want. Unless you would sacrifice your beloved brother." said someone else. "Say it."

"Take me if you like, but I will not say it again." Roy held back tears, Edward was willing to sacrifice himself for his brother yes. But what was it he would not say?

"Tell me you love me!" screamed, he heard flesh strike flesh and Edward grunted in pain. The man must have slapped him.

"I cannot." said so quietly, "My heart is the one this you cannot have. My brother will understand." The man laughed and hit Edward again.

"Fine, then I will make do with this body of yours, damaged though it may be." said cruelly. Roy seethed, damaged? His beloved was perfect the way he was. This bastard would pay for his words. If Al was in danger, it meant this bastard had to have him somewhere out of reach. What could he do to Al that Ed could not save him from, unless. A bomb would work Roy realized. But bombs could diffused.

The man would have to die of course, then they could find Al and disarm the bomb. First things first of course. . . Roy slammed open the door and went for the man that leaned over Ed, who lie prone on the floor. Tackling the bastard he bashed the man in the head over and over until the man was unconscious. Edward was staring at him. His beloved was here, though the man was not moving anymore, Roy hadn't stopped pummeling him.

"Stop Roy!" he yelled. Roy looked over at him, blood spattered on his face. "Don't kill him Roy. Don't put that trash's blood on your hands." Roy's hands dropped to his sides as he nodded to Edward. He looked around for a moment and grabbed something. Roy tied the man up with the rope he had found nearby and gagged him. He went to his beloved and lifted him into his lap.

"Are you alright Ed?" asked gently. Edward's shirt was torn to shreds and his face was bruised. Several bruises were starting to form on his mostly bare chest and his pants were in bad shape but still on him. "That bastard." Edward clutched onto Roy and cried. "It's alright now, we'll go get Al and everything will be alright." Edward looked up and nodded.

"Al. . . there's a bomb, I didn't know what else to do." he said quietly.

"It's alright. I can disarm it and then we will get the hell out of here. That piece of trash, well I'll call some people in and they can take care of him." Edward nodded as Roy helped him to his feet.

"Ok, I think Al is this way." He pointed down the hall. "Are you sure we should leave him alone? He might get away." Roy smiled.

"He isn't going anywhere. Oh, I found this on him." He held up a small device with an antennae coming off it.

"The detonator!" Edward said excitedly. Roy nodded.

"Let's go get Al then." Edward nodded excitedly and they rushed down through the tunnels, taking care of anyone they found along the way. Al was just where Edward had left him. Roy took care of the bomb by frying the wires carefully before they removed the damn thing and Roy disassembled it more thoroughly. Together they gathered their captives and secured them in one of the houses in town. Roy made a few calls and a few hours later the military showed up with prisoner transport vehicles.

"See, all taken care of Ed." Roy said with a smile as they got into the truck. Al clambered up into the bed of the truck, as he couldn't fit into the cab.

"You gonna be alright back there Al?" Ed asked, slightly concerned.

"I'll be fine brother, don't worry so much."

"Ok. Just hold on tight. I won't lose you again."

"You won't brother." Edward smiled and turned to Roy.

"We may have to stop by Winry's, my arm got a little damaged." Roy nodded.

"I already called her, she'll meet us at my quarters." Edward nodded and snuggled in close to Roy.

"I am so glad you found me."

"Me too Ed. Me too." Roy said softly as Edward fell asleep pillowed on his shoulder.

"I love you Edward."

"I love you too." Edward whispered sleepily. "I love you so much."

"I know."

"Hey Roy?"

"Yes Edward?"

"How much did you hear before you rushed in?"

"Enough to be very proud of you." Edward smiled and fell asleep for real this time. Enough to know how much you love me, Roy thought to himself. He looked over at his sleeping lover and smiled. I don't deserve him, I'll make this all up to him when we get home.

Author's Note:

Me: Another Chapter come and gone.

Ed: I had no idea you were so sentimental Alice.

Me: Thanks.

Roy: You are one tricky girl.

Me: I know.

Al: I had a big role this time!

Me: You were nice to me.

Roy: I wanted action not action.

Me: Be more specific next time.

Ed: And my treat?

Me: There is still one chapter left. As a spoiler for the readers, it's called Waffles.

Ed: I love waffles!

Roy: Me too!

Me: You'll love them even more after this.

Roy: You don't mean. . . you're. . . you're actually gonna write a l. . .