Tori: Okay guys, this is the real chapter 3. Thanks to everyone who replied to that note, it really cleared things up for me.
Everyone seems to agree Ed was 10 when the Ishbal war ended and Al was 9, which really helps. And Mustang's age really counts for something in the next chapter, you'll find out when I put it up next week. Anyway, I'm glad Havoc isn't any older, otherwise it would be very...weird to say the least.
Anyway, enough of me blabing on about the next chapter, don't want to give too much away. Onto the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or anything else you recognise in this story.
"Someone on the other end of the phone"
"Normal Talking"
Chapter 3:Illness
"I'm telling you, Hawkeye already has a boyfriend." Havoc informed the other three males in the room. Roy's heart sank, that wasn't what he wanted to hear first thing in the morning. "You sure Havoc?" Furey asked hopefully.
"Pretty sure, unless the guy I saw her with last night is her brother or something like that." Havoc shrugged. "Speaking of Lieutenant Hawkeye, have any of you seen her this morning?" Roy asked looking around the office. The other men looked at him and looked quickly around the room. "Hey, isn't Hawkeye usually here first? She's never late!" Breda commented. Falman and Furey agreed and Havoc got a goofy grin on his face. "What's with you Havoc?" Falman asked, worried about his fellow subordinate.
"Isn't it obvious? Last night Hawkeye fucked her boyfriend and slept in this morning!" He yelled happily. The other gawked at him as the phone started to ring. "Havoc don't be ridiculous, I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation as to why Hawkeye's not here." Roy said snapping out of his trance. He walked over to the phone and answered it. "Hello?"
"Colonel, I apologise for not being at work its just…" a loud sneeze came over the phone. "Lieutenant Hawkeye, is that you?" The colonel asked a little worried.
"Yes sir, it seems I caught a cold last night." Came the groggy reply. "Lieutenant, you sound terrible. I don't want you back at work before Thursday at least." Roy told her sternly. Silence came over the phone, followed by a chorus of sneezing.
"Sir, I only need a days rest I'll be back" "On Thursday. I don't want you getting everyone sick, and if need be, I'll send Lieutenant Ross around to keep an eye on you. From the way you sound, you need at least 3days rest, and you're getting it understood?" Mustang growled sternly. More silence and then a defeated sigh. "Yes sir, I'll see you on Thursday." Riza told him. He heard the line go dead and hung up the phone.
"Sir, is Lieutenant Hawkeye alright?" Furey asked concerned. "It seems Lieutenant Hawkeye caught a cold sometime last night, so she'll be away until at least Thursday." Roy told his subordinates as he sat down at his desk. "You're kidding!" Breda yelled, "I never thought Hawkeye would catch a cold. She's never missed a day of work, well, not as long as I've know her." The five men looked at one another before talking about the women in the military, completely ignoring their work.
They started making guesses as to the female lieutenant's bra size when a loud knock on the door startled all of them. "Doors open!" Roy called as the group quieted down quickly. "Maes, is there something I can do for you?" The Lieutenant Colonel looked at his young friend and grabbed a spare seat. "Not really, just wondering why none of you are doing your work." Hughes replied looking at the stacks of papers sitting on the vacant desks.
"Hawkeye's got a cold, so we're taking time to relax." Havoc told him. "Ah, I see, well you're lucky, Hawkeye had her work sent to my desk. I also heard a rumour that she asked for someone to come and make sure you do your work." Maes informed the small group. The other gawked at him. "She's ill but she still manages to make us do our work." Breda sighed. "So Maes, any idea who she's got to keep an eye on us?" Roy asked curiously.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!" three shot rang out, passing right over the heads of the group. They all turned their heads to see who had shot at them. It was in fact Lieutenant Maria Ross. Maes jaw almost hit the floor. "Lieutenant Ross, I never thought you'd fire at a superior officer." He commented, shaking slightly. "I apologise sir, but Hawkeye mentioned to me that it's the only way to convince you gentlemen to do your work." Maria said coldly.
They looked at one another before running and sitting at their desks and starting on their work. Lieutenant Ross smiled as Hughes ran out the door. She walked over to the couch and made herself comfortable as she watched the men do their work. At about 12pm the silence that had plague the room was lifted. "You boys going to eat lunch today?" Lieutenant Ross asked.
The group of men nodded and stood up walking out of the room. Havoc however remained behind. "Lieutenant, you and Hawkeye talk a lot, don't you?" he asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. "Yes I suppose, why?" she replied cautiously, thinking he was definitely up to something. "You wouldn't happen to know who she had dinner with last night, would you?" he question hopefully.
"No, she never mentioned anything to me. Maybe you should ask Gracia, she may know." Maria said as she walked out of the room. "Coming Havoc?" Havoc sighed and followed her out of the room. Finding out about Hawkeye's personal life was going to be much harder than he'd first thought.
After reaching the cafeteria and seeing the others lining up against the counter, Havoc quickly grabbed a plate and joined the line, standing behind Hughes. "Hey Hughes, how often do Gracia and Hawkeye talk?" he asked quietly, hoping to find out who the man he'd seen Hawkeye with was. "Pretty often, they were talking last night and I heard Gracia mention something about going out for dinner. Why do you ask?" Hughes replied, wanting to know what Havoc was up to.
"Well, last night I went out on a date and saw Hawkeye having dinner with a man. She was wearing a nice dress, hair down, make up on and everything. Any idea who he could be?" Havoc whispered back. "None, but it's nice to know Hawkeye may have a man in her life." Hughes said thoughtfully. The line moved forward and the two men looked at their options. Slightly burnt meat, a grey coloured substance they suspected was porridge, chicken, which looked fairly normal and rice. Both opted for the chicken and rice, not wanting to end up ill.
Spotting the other's seated near the door; they walked over to join them. Lunch was general chitchat. Everything was fine until Havoc found something odd in his grey paste-like meal. "What is that?" he wondered, picking it up with his spoon and looking at it closely. "I don't know, eat it and see if it poisonous." Breda suggested.
"I don't think so…" Havoc suddenly dropped the spoon; whatever it was, it was moving. Hughes picked up one of the napkins and cleaned off the small, moving thing. Once he figured all the porridge was off it he looked at it. "Um Havoc, did you bite into something crunchy before?" he asked, going quite pale. "Yea, I thought it was just a little bit of burnt porridge, why?" Havoc worriedly asked.
"Hughes, what is it?" Roy asked his now extremely pale friend. Hughes covered the small object with the napkin and handed it to Roy. "I really hope what you bit into was burnt porridge, and not the rest of that." Hughes said, motioning to the napkin. Breda, Falman and Furey gathered around Mustang to see what had Hughes so freaked out. Roy slowly unwrapped it and went just as pale as Hughes. Inside the napkin, was a cockroach, not a full one however, it was in fact, missing it's head.
"Well, what is it?" Havoc asked, not liking the expression on Mustang's face. "are you really sure you want to know Havoc?" Breda asked his fellow lieutenant. Havoc slowly nodded his head. "It's a cockroach, but it's missing it's head." Breda informed him, almost throwing up. Havoc paled and ran out of the cafeteria quickly in the direction of the bathroom. "Breda, go make sure he's okay, I'm down one subordinate, I don't need to be down two." Roy ordered. Breda nodded in response and left the cafeteria.
"Well, I don't think I'll be able to finish my lunch." Falman croaked out. The remaining men agreed and returned to their office to finish their work. After about an hour, Havoc and Breda returned, Havoc still looking rather pale. Havoc finished his small amount of work and then mumbled that he was going home and would see them tomorrow as he left the office. It was five and they slowly left, one by one as they finished their work, each still trying to forget the lunchtime incident.
At 5:30pm Mustang finished the last of his work. Grabbing his jacket he turned off the lights and left, hoping that Hawkeye would be feeling better by Thursday.
Tori: Anywho, thats chapter 3, I know it was mean to have Havoc eating half a cockroach but it was either him or Hughes. I think I got the days right anyway.
Chpters 1 & 2 were Saturday, skipped Sunday and this chapter is Monday, if it doesn't work tell me in your review!
