"If everyone cared, and nobody cried.

If everyone loved, and nobody lied.

If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,

Then we'd see the day that nobody died."

- 'If Everyone Cared' by Nickelback

Chapter Four - If Everyone Cared...

Al had boarded the 9:00 AM train and was half-way there to Resembool. But besides the fact that he was tired, and that his mind was full of pointless thoughts, he kept thinking about his brother. He felt that he was cause of this. He felt that he was the reason Ed was gone. But he wasn't. But his body wouldn't agree. Oh, well..., he thought, I'll just have to settle at Granny and Winrii's for a bit before I start my plan up.

-Around an Hour Later-

Al awoke to the sudden jerk of the trains' wheels screeching to a halt on the iron bars that kept them in line. Sparks flew from the iron to iron rubbing. An ear throbbing sound was easily heard as the train slowed to a stop at the local Risembool train station. Al remembered how Ed would roll right into the table from sleeping and he would wake up from getting his smashed in from the hard blow of flesh to wood. Al cringed at the thought.

Stretching slightly, Al stood slowly to his feet and yawned. Looking up, he reached up for the traveling trunk he had thought to have put up there. It appeared to be missing. He then hit his hand to his forehead and sighed heavily. He was losing it. He desperately needed some sleep, or so he thought. He was just a bit weary from the loss of his brother. Though he knew Edward was still alive, he wasn't sure if he was in good condition and was being treated rightly if he wasn't.

He shook his head of the thoughts. He needed something to clear his head. But he had no clue where or what to do. So he settled with just visiting Granny and Winrii for a bit. "I wonder how Den is..."

-Munich, Germany 1931-

"Another one!" A man cried out. "Come on child, we need to get to safety!" He yelled to small boy standing near a brick fireplace, looking into a mirror. It was obvious the kid knew what was going on, but he didn't want to leave.

"No, sir...I think I'll stay here." The boy said smiling. The man shook his head and ran up to the kid, grabbing him by the right arm and pulling him quickly away.

"Are you crazy? You'll die!" The kid nodded as if he wanted that to happen. "You're...not yourself...who are you...?" Said the man.

"I'm...me." Was all the kid said when the man shook his head and looked into the boy's light brown eyes.

"Ed..." Was all the man said when the alarms began ringing loudly. It was the zepplin alert. A zepplin was heading straight for the house they were in. The man looked up, then at the boy. The man smiled and hugged the boy as he hugged back, then once they parted, the man ran off as the boy looked up.

"Yep." said he, as the whistling of the bomb sounded closer. The boy's light brown eyes flickered and all was over as soon as the explosion was heard. He was dead.

-About three days later-

The man stood at the foot of the grave marked, "Edward Ehrlich". Not a tear was seen in this man's eyes. He spoke, "That's the third time you've died." Of course, what he meant was that everytime he met up with an Edward that reminded him of his own son, he either died or was killed by the zepplin. "I'm sorry, Edward." He said. Suddenly, a hand was felt on his shoulder.

"I thought you died when you made Envy kill you." A voice came out. It was Edward Elric.

"Edward!" The man turned around quickly.

"Hey, dad." Ed said to the man.

The man's name was Hohenheim Elric, or the Hohenheim of Light.

-Back with Alphonse Elric in the Hagaren World-

Al stood afoot the door of the Rockbell residence. All he could think of was, Should I burden them with this? Or not? He decided other. Turning to step away and start walking, he felt the presence of another human. "Winrii?" He said turning around and looking at the now open door.

A beautiful girl who stood about 165 cm, or around 5'4" or so, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes stood there, a smile plastered onto her face. "Welcome home, Al!" Her smile only continued to grow. She poked her head out further to see if anyone was with Al, but saw no one. "Where's Ed?" Winrii asked. Her expression softened and dulled to a worried look as she studied Al's facial expression. His face read nothing but sadness and depression. She could tell he wasn't coming home any time soon.

"He's away." Said Al walking past Winrii and a stinging, wet tear formed at the side of his eyes, falling gently down his pale skin onto the hard wooden floor. Winrii swiftly turned and stood there quietly. She knew it. Edward, in her mind, wasn't able to make it through. She could only guess how Al was feeling.

"Alphonse?" She started. "I'm...sorry..." She said running and falling into Al's arms as he turned to face her. Al didn't expect this and flinched unexpectantly. "I'm...sorry...Ed's...gone..." She said in between sobs. Al's body tensed and he himself let a few tear flow.

"Winrii...I cam here to ask you for something. Something that'll get Ed back to this side of the Gate...if..." Al started, looking down and away from her.

"...If...? If what?" She looked up at him, her sobs not taking as much breath from her, now.

"If...he's still alive..." Al finished and let himself take in the comfort of Winrii's company. "Winrii...will you help me?" Asked Al, unsure if this was the right and true choice.

It had to be...

It felt too right...

A/N: I hope it was long enough for ya. I tried hard on this chapter and am still currently trying to get another Fic idea out of my head. When you have too many fan fics, it gets hard to update. I don't want that to happen. OwO

Other than that, I'll be pausing this story for a bit to catch up the rest of them. Enjoy!