"Alphonse you're going to make yourself sick again like last time, and the time before that, and the time before that…." Ed stated half joking half concerned.
"No I won't brother." He said hurriedly shoving another piece of sausage into mouth barely even chewing it before gulping down a swig of ale.
"Come on Al. Slow down before you choke." Ed said finally after Al nearly didn't clear a piece of bread through his throat.
"That damned freulian didn't show up again for work." A man said sitting at a table a short distance away from theirs.
"I told you that Sierra Elric was no good with small kids. She's just a kid herself, I mean how old is she? Sixteen?" The other asked.
"Fourteen." The first said. Ed and Al turned in their seats to stare at these two men their mouths full of food.
"What did you say just know?" Ed asked swallowing his food in a hurry. The other man glanced over at Ed and Al and shook them off.
"Mind your business young man." The second said.
"I apologize for my brother's rudeness sir but if you could please just repeat the name you just said we won't be any more of a bother to you." Alphonse apologized turning on his charm that he knew Ed could be capable of if he just tried a bit harder.
"Ha. Sierra Elric is nothing but trouble. I saved that girl from prostitution and poverty when her mother died from cholera six years ago and do you think she's grateful? Well do you?" The first man asked slurring his words a bit. The Elric brothers glanced at each other before bringing their attention back to this man.
"Ummm, no?" Ed asked cautiously.
"Damn right she isn't but what ever better to be rid of her than deal with her." He said sipping from his mug again.
"The girls father do you not know where he is?" Al questioned.
"No one knows who the father is. That uh Freda Heisenstaffer was a bit of a loose one. The only thing that girl got from her father was her last name but that's about it." He stated. Ed dropped some money on the table and exited with Alphonse close behind him.
"That bastard son of a bitch." Ed said quietly clenching his teeth.
"Brother…." Al began.
"No Al! Doesn't it bother you that he left us, that he left our mother to obviously shack up with some other woman long enough to have another kid!" Ed said stopping to face Alphonse.
"Edward we don't know for sure if this girl is by any way related to us and besides she ran away so what are the odds of us running into her?" Al soothed.
"Our odds Al?" Ed said with an implying tone to his voice. Al sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Yeah. Your right. With our good luck we'll probably run into her sooner than later." Al agreed. Ed smiled slightly tugging on Al's arm.
"Come on. Let's grab our luggage and catch a train out of Munich." Ed said walking again.
Sierra gripped the rusty nail tightly in her bloody hand realizing she probably didn't stand a chance against the trained soldiers with guns but she wouldn't go down with out a fight. Her 'step father' if he could be called that had given up her whereabouts to those Nazi's she just knew it. From the moment he heard from the pub that those bastards were looking for this Hohenheim guy or anyone baring the last name of Elric, thus sealing her fate. It was a possibility that he was her father but what did she care? So he got her mother pregnant, so didn't three other guys before him. He had laid with her then left that was all, at least that was what her mother had said. Her word wasn't always truth but she didn't matter any more either, Sierra hadn't given her much thought since she had died leaving her alone. Her older brother's had taken off as soon as her mother had taken ill and never looked back but they were bastards anyways. She climbed a flight of stairs deep in thought only to come face to face with the barrel of a gun. The soldier looked as if he were her age but carried the same ominous look the older soldiers did. His hands trembled as his eyes widened. Sierra's breath hitched in her chest gripping the nail tightly.
"Please…" She said softly bringing a finger to her lips in a hushed motion slowly making her way past him. The boy turned to follow her his arms still extended in front of him gun pointed at her. She backed away from him able to see sun light as the exit loomed behind her invitingly.
'I'll get far enough away and then I'll run. If I can just get far enough away to be able to duck if he fires I'll be all set." She said to herself as her heart pounded into her chest loudly. This was surreal. Any moment she expected to wake up and be back in her attic room with her cot and the warm sun streaming in.
"S-stop! I'll….I will…shoot!" The boy stammered his gun clicking. With out thinking Sierra lunged forward the rusty nail between her pointer and middle fingers ready to strike for her survival. The gun went off echoing through out the enclosed space leaving nothing but silence in its wake.
"Are you sure you gathered everything brother?" Alphonse asked as Ed walked out of the hotel his suit case in hand.
"Yeah I double checked Al." He said as they turned to make their way to the train station.
Sierra's side burned where the bullet had grazed but still she pressed on. After the bullet had missed her she had knocked the gun out of his hand and drove the nail deep into his throat. Her dress, that was already dirty and worn, now had blood sprayed across it. Her head swam as she turned a corner.
"So brother is there anywhere in particular you have in mind?" Al asked as they rounded a corner.
"Yeah well I was thinking about….oof." Ed said as someone ran into him. He looked down to see a girl looking up at him dazed her eyes blinking lazily.
"Brother you don't suppose that this is that girl?" Al asked.
"Would it really surprise you all that much?" Ed asked looking at his brother. Sierra attempted to run past them on her way but Al grabbed her wrist.
"Wait. Don't run." He said and gasped when they got a better look of her. "You're injured!" He said alarmed.
"I can't, I have to get away from them. Please….let…me be." She gasped out before falling forward into Edwards outstretched arms.