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Chapter Three: A Light Conversation

(I just realized, none of the doctors took Eds' medical history, so that's what this chapter is gonna be. Yes, It'll be kinda short, but hopefully not too short. Oh and for the sake of Eds' birthday, I made it up)

Edward was sitting on the edge of his bed rotating his right arm slowly as if trying to work out any stiffness, of course since it was automail it was simply a routine Ed would go though more out of habit. He stopped and started moving his left leg forward and back, he paused and sighed, standing up, Ed walked around his room. Needless to say, even though he'd had the automail for most of his life, walking and using his arm now felt the same way it did when he first got it.

Dr. Cameron walked in a moment later and found Ed doing sit-ups,

"What are you doing?"

Ed stopped in mid-sit up and turned his head to look at her, he then sat all the way up and replied simply,

"I got bored, is that a problem?"

"You shouldn't be out of bed."

"I'm not sick, why should I have to stay in bed? Besides, I've been lying in that bed for longer then I can handle, I'm getting sore and out of shape by sitting and doing nothing." Ed then got up and started stretching. Cameron frowned,

"Well, could you at least sit down so I can take your medical history? I'm afraid that with all the commotion caused by this disease, we for got to do that."

Edward huffed and sat down on the edge of the bed,

"Fine."

"All right, let's start with your name, age, and date of birth."

"Edward Elric, 16, January, 23" Ed replied simply.

"Ok, social security number, parents names and names of any siblings."

"My mothers' name was Trisha Elric and my father is Hoenheim Elric. I have a younger brother, his name is Alphonse Elric." Ed paused for a moment then asked, "What's a social security number?"

"You don't know your social security number?"

"No, I don't know WHAT a social security number is?"

"All right then," Cameron said tilting her head in an 'oh dear' manner, "Does your family have any history of the following; heart disease, cancer, STD, diabetes, Parkinson's Disease, or high blood pressure?"

Edward just looked at her like she was speaking a foreign language, he then shook his head and answered as best he could.

"I'm not quite sure what those are exactly, save for high blood pressure, but I don't think so. My mother died though of some strange disease back when I was eleven, the doctors then said it wasn't something she contracted over night and that it had something to do with the heart…I think. What are all these others' you mentioned?"

"Well, cancer, of any group, is often a fatal disease characterized by abnormal cellular growth and by malignancy." Cameron started, "Diabetes is a metabolic disorder, associated with deficient insulin secretion, leading to excess sugar in the blood and urine, accompanied by progressive emaciation, extreme hunger and thirst. Parkinson's disease is a form of paralysis characterized by muscular rigidity, tremor, and weakness."

Once again, Edward was left with a blank look on his face, none of those illnesses sounded very pleasant,

"What about the last one?"

"Last one?"

"Yeah, you explained what cancer, diabetes and Parkinson's disease are, but you didn't tell me what STD was." Ed nodded in a matter of fact manner. Cameron sighed and replied simply,

"It's an abriviation for sexually transmitted disease. For example, chancroid, genital herpes, genital warts, gonorrhea, chlamydia, nongonococcal urethritis, and syphillis."

This time, instead of a blank confused look, Edward had a shocked and confused look on his face. He sat dumbfounded for a moment before he was jerked out of his dazed thoughts by Cameron,

"What's the matter?"

"N…nothing, um…no, I don't think there has been any history of that…in my family. Um…" Ed flopped back on his pillows, "Hmm…"

"Lets move on to the next question, do you have any allergies?"

"Allergies? No…"
"I'm going to need to take your blood pressure, temperature, weight, and height now. Cameron said, "You'll need to get up now."

Edward sighed and made a face at this as he stood up, he hobbled around the bed and sat down in front of her.

"All right…"

Cameron took out the blood pressure cuff and wrapped it around his left arm, she pumped air into the cuff then let it out slowly listening to the steady beat of the boys pulse. She undid the cuff and put it away, she then wrote down some numbers on her clipboard.

"All right," Cameron took out a thermometer, "Open up so I can take your temperature."

Ed complied; he moved the thermometer about in his mouth until it was under his tongue. His eyes started wondering around the room, he'd pretty much memorized every detail of his room but he still would scan the room either way. The thermometer beeped and Cameron took it out and checked 96.8. Now came the part Ed wasn't looking forward too, she motioned for him to step onto the scale so she could check his weight and height.

"I really don't see the point in checking my height." Ed muttered.

"Knowing your weight and height determines how much medication we need to give your, if you need any. It also helps us determine what we can and can't do with you medically."

"Feh…" Ed grumbled.

"Ok, weight is 163 pounds and height," she pulled up the measuring apparatus that resided in the scale itself and checked. Cameron blinked for a moment and checked the numbers again, finally deciding that the numbers don't lie, she said, "Ok, height is 5' 6"

"What?"

"Your height is 5' 6"" Cameron repeated.

"Really? Wow! I grew an inch!" Ed laughed, his spirits had been lifted greatly and he seemed to be almost giddy the rest of the time. Cameron had left, but she came back about noontime, she returned with a lunch trey.

"So Edward, how are you doing?"

"Same as this morning…I guess…"

"Brought you lunch."

"Great…" Ed took the trey and examined the contents. There was a sandwich, some fruit and a bag of potato chips; there was also a small carton of milk which Ed gave a very fowl glare.

"Is there something wrong?"

"What is this?" Ed muttered holding up the bag of chips and avoiding even looking at the milk.

"Cheetos."

"Huh…" Ed set the bag down and held up the milk next, "I hate milk…"

"What? Why?"

"Because, it's a foul liquid that smells bad and tastes like crap." Ed replied simply, he was giving a skeptically questioning look from Cameron, "I hate the stuff and refuse to drink it."

"Fine." She shrugged, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Isn't that what you doctors are supposed to do?" Ed replied unwrapping the sandwich, Cameron sat down in one of the chairs in the corner.

"It's a personal question."

"Like I said, isn't that what you doctors do. I said it's alright, I'm obviously not going anywhere anytime soon so I may as well." Ed retorted, he took a bite out of the sandwich.

"Since you don't have any past medical records, we weren't able to find this out but, we would like to know how you lost your arm and leg, and how your prosthetic limbs work."

"I was starting to wonder when you guys would ask this," the boy sighed, "If I tell you, you won't believe me."

"We're doctors, I'm sure it won't be something we haven't seen."

"Just for the record, before I answer, I do have a medical record but not one you or any other doctor here can access." Ed smirked slightly, "All right, I'll tell you. It was five years ago, my younger brother and I did something really stupid."

"Ok."

"We tried to bring our mother back from the dead."

"What?"

"You heard me, we tried to bring our mother back from the dead." Ed repeated, "Using alchemy, you see, a few years back she'd died and we just wanted to see her again. The transmutation rebounded and I lost my leg, but that wasn't nearly has bad as what happened to my brother, he lost his whole body. I had to think fast, so, I used my right arm in a transmutation to attach my brothers' soul to a suit of armor."

Cameron was speechless, Ed could tell she wasn't buying the story, he figured as much, but he continued anyway.

"After the accident, we stayed at our friends' house, her grandmother was what we would call an automail mechanic. That is what this is." Ed held up his right arm, "Of course, ever since I got here, it's been acting funny, I guess it has something to do with the fact that it technically doesn't exist here."

"That's not possible, you can't bring the dead back to life." Cameron said.

"No kidding." Ed hissed.

"You can't attach human souls to inanimate objects." She continued.

"No, not here you can't, but where I'm from it's possible." Ed shrugged.

"And this automail, how does it work?"

"Well, it's a painful process but, it's basicly attaching the wires to the nerves and letting the small electric currents generated by the muscles and nerves to make it function. At least that's what I was told." Ed shrugged.

"But, how is that possible? How can a person simply attach nerves to wires?"

"Heh, not really sure on that one, that's a question you'd have to ask my mechanic. Of course…she doesn't technically exist here either."

"Why do you say that?"

"What? That some of this stuff doesn't exist here? Because it doesn't, I don't expect you or anyone else for that matter to believe me but I come from another…world…as you might put it. A place, where, instead of technology and such, we have alchemy, it was through this alchemy that I came to be here. The last thing that happened before I ended up here was my returning my little brother to the body he was born with."

"What?"
"You want to know all this stuff and yet you weren't listening? My brother lost his whole body to the Gate, when we tried to bring our mother back; his soul was attached to a suit of armor for most of his life. We went searching for the legendary Philosophers' Stone that is said to bypass the alchemic laws. We found it, actually, my little brother had become it, he used its' power to bring me back from the dead and give me back my arm and leg. Then, I gave up my mind, body and soul to bring him back…that's how I ended up here."

"Huh…" Cameron was having a hard time believing any of this, but there was something in his voice that made it all sound so realistic and believable. Edward had started into his fruit, he'd completely forgotten about his sandwich; he then tossed the bag of Cheetos at Cameron.

"You can have these…" he muttered.

"Thank you," she said catching the bag, she then got up and walked over, "Could I take a better look at your arm?"

"Suppose…" Ed shrugged holding it out. At that moment both Foreman and Chase walked in,

"Cameron, please tell us you didn't touch him." Foreman said.

"No, I didn't, what is it?" Cameron answered.

"He is the carrier, and…we have reason to believe the disease has mutated."

"What!" Both Cameron and Edward said, Edward got out of bed and walked around so he could snap properly at the two doctors,

"What the hell does that mean! Mutated! Into what exactly!"

"We don't know, that's why you are to be transferred to a clean room for better observation." Chase replied.

"How did this happen?" Ed muttered, more to himself, he turned and took a step forward. At that very moment Edward suddenly became very warm and the room started spinning, "Whoa…" he was out before he hit the ground.

-To Be Continued-

Yes! Ok…so I wanted to get his story told to at least one of the doctors and I figured I'd given House and Foreman and Chase their shots in the last two chapters so I dedicated this chapter the Cameron. Perhaps Cuddy will make an entrance in the next chapter…who knows…anything can happen when I'm behind the keyboard. Keh, keh, keh.