"We need to keep her here over night." One officer argued.
"No. She's free to go." Detective Clay sat at his desk looking out the window into the night sky. "She did not do it."
"Well, how do you know? Are you sure?"
"Yes. Now go in there and tell her she can leave. We no longer need her."
"Yes, sir."
Kathy sat in the corner of the questioning room with tears stained cheeks and covered in blood. Her hands were trembling and her breathing wasn't normal. Shock was now setting in since she actually had the time to think about what just happened.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the door open and some one step through.
"Are you here to ask more questions, Detective?" She asked as she looked up to find someone else standing in front of her.
"You can go." The man said.
"Really?" Kathy stood up.
"Yes. Detective Clay said he no longer needs you here. You're free to go."
She gave him a half smile and walked out the door. She then turned down hallways that lead to the Front door of the Central City Police Department.
As she stepped out into the dark night the cold air felt good against her swollen face. She headed north towards the hotel she was currently staying in and along the way she received odd looks from strangers passing by.
When she arrived at the hotel she walked up to her room and sat down on the bed for a moment. She gazed around at the empty room and saw Eric's suitcase on the other side of the room. The bed was still a mess, and their clothes were still on the floor from the night before. She felt alone.
She then walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. There was dry blood on the left side of her face, covering her eyebrow and cheek. Except for the few lines where the tears fell down her face and rinsed some of it off. The blood around her nose was now crusted and flaky. Her neck was now completely covered in his blood along with her shoulders and chest.
Suddenly she felt sick. Her head felt heavy and her stomach was now in her throat. She felt it coming so she leaned over and threw up in the sink. After a while of throwing up, she washed her face off and watched everything fall into the drain.
"Aha!' We have our first lead Al. She was seen in the Blackburry Hotel last night." Edward said as he came running out of Mustang's office.
"Huh?" Al said as he looked up from the book he was reading. "What did you say brother?"
(A/N: by the way, Al has his body back, and Ed still had his auto-mail)
"I know where to find her. The lady Mustang spoke to on the phone said she came into the Blackburry Hotel late last night covered in blood. She was shaky and out of it. Also police reports say she was at a crime scene last night where a guy named Eric Waltern was shot and killed. Police took her in for questioning then let her go."
"Wow...you want to go find her?"Al closed his book and stood up.
"Let's go."
"Can I help you?" The young girl answered the door to the hotel room.
"Hi, are you Kathy Motly?" Edward said in a sweet voice. He didn't want to scare the poor girl. She had already been through enough.
""Yes, why? Is something wrong?" She looked worried.
"No we just need to talk to you. We're from the military. I'm Edward Elric, and this is my little brother Al."
Suddenly she got a deer-in-headlights look and her face grew pale. Then she slammed the door close. "Go away!" she yelled from the other side of the door.
"Please we just need to talk to you! It's important!" Al said s he knocked on the door.
"No!"
"Please it'll only be a second!"
The door opened a little and she peeked her head out. "Come in." She opened the door wider and let them in.
"Mustang sent you didn't he?" She said as she locked the door.
"You know the colonel?" Edward asked.
"Yes. I've known him since I was a little girl."
"Really how?"
Kathy Motly let out a long and hard sigh. " he's my uncle. Damn bastard." She said
"I never knew Mustang had family." Al said.
"He's never liked to talk about me. I'm only a hassle and a waist of paperwork to him. As soon as he heard about my "work" he decided to take the case. It must be hard for him, to see his poor niece stealing for a living. And he's only doing this for his damn promotion."
"Sounds like you don't like him that much." Edward said.
"Damn right I don't! I fucking hate his guts! I'd kill him if I got the chance! He fucking left me to die! When I was only six, he left me with my father and he almost killed me. And then he has the nerve to want to find me just so I can do his dirty work. He offered me the chance to turn myself in, and he would make it so I wouldn't have to go to the juvenile facility. I would only have to work for him!" She mumbled. "Fucking bullshit!"
"i think I like this girl." Ed meant to keep that to himself but it slipped.
"Excuse me?" She turned and faced him. Ed just stood there with his face red.
"You and I think alike. Finally some one who hates the Colonel as much as I do, maybe even more." He chuckled.
"I know he's an ass." she laughed. "Anyway you wanted to talk to me?"
"Oh yeah, well, you seem like a rational girl, Kathy, I was going to come here and act like nothing was wrong, but fuck it! I'll tell you what Mustang wanted us to do. He wanted to act like your friend and then build a trust with you. Then when you would least expect it, take you to Mustang." He sighed. "But that's not right. Its deceitful, and I'm not like that."
"You know you guys are the seventh group he's sent." She looked away. "He won't give up. And I'm sorry, but I won't go until he comes up with the decency to talk to me himself. Then i might consider. But not until he grows the balls to talk to me in person. It's been nice meeting you two, but I must insist that you two leave, and do not come back." She stood up and opened the door and motioned for them to leave.
They did as she said and exited the room. "Thank you for your time." Al said before he left.
He was a sweet guy, and Kathy hoped to see him again.