A/N: I rewrote this chapter god only knows how many times. It's a new record for me, the most unsatisfied with any chapter I've had yet, but I think this is about as good as I can get it (not very good). Also, last chapter was my favorite… sigh, the cruel realization. Thanks for all the reviews, I'm still trying for 200, wish me luck!
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, lovely, wonderful FMA…
"Riza, it's okay, calm down! So did anything new happen while I was away?" Roy said as Riza still clung to his shirt. They had sat down on the living room couch, and Riza was still teary eyed.
"Anything new? Do you know what I had to go through while you were away? Oh Roy, what'll we do about the baby?" Riza said, not even trying to hold back the flow of tears rushing down her cheeks anymore. She was so happy, but worried beyond belief of what Roy might say, and what they would do.
"I don't think that'll be a problem much longer," Roy said, smiling unnervingly. It was cold, and unfeeling. Riza looked up, letting go of his shirt and finally sitting up, slightly frightened.
"What… what do you mean Roy?" she asked, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Hmm? You still haven't noticed have you? I guess there's not much point in pretending any longer, I fear I must be quick in case anyone's realized the truth," he said, still smiling, as though without a care in the world. A bright flash of white light went up and down Roy's body, transforming him into a thin man with long strands of deep green hair, almost black.
Riza stared, trying to take in everything that was happening. She did the first thing she could think if, and reached for her guns, pulling them off the table where she'd been cleaning them earlier to pass the time. She jumped up; backing away into the kitchen and holding her guns up desperately, sweat trickling down the back of her neck.
Her hair stood on end as Envy walked forward calmly, still smiling sadistically. Riza fired both of her guns, but her hands were shaking and she missed the first couple shots. The backlash was harder to control due to Riza's weakness, and soon she knew she would be out of ammo anyways. Firing again, Riza was showered in hot, thick blood. Envy stumbled for a moment, and then got right back up, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.
"That was absolutely uncalled for Riza, you shouldn't make this any harder for yourself than it has to be," said Envy, the gunshots in his chest healing themselves a moment after they appeared. Envy backed Riza up to the wall, pinning her against it. "I told you not to tell anyone about our last little visit," he said, feigning a look of sadness, then smiling again, "but what's done is done. For that matter, I think I like it better this way, don't you?"
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"Havoc, what the hell's taking so long?" Hughes yelled to the drivers seat.
"Chill lt., we're almost there. Just another half mile or so," he replied, lighting up a new cigarette. "So what's up that you need to check on Hawkeye so desperately?"
"Lets just say I've got a hunch that needs checking up on," Hughes replied solemnly.
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Riza ran into the bedroom, locking the door. She looked around frantically for some weapon, a way to defend herself.She cried out, as her stomach suddenly lurched, pain spreading throughout her abdomen. The door opened slowly, and Riza fell on the floor, the back of her head knocking against the hard, laminate wood. The world was getting blurry, and a vase fell off of the desk in the front of the room, shattering,as Envy walked in, laughing.
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"Get out of the car Havoc, I need you to come with," Hughes demanded, stepping out of the cab. Havoc shrugged and followed, walking with Hughes up to the house.
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A banging noise sounded on the front door, Envy looking up in surprise. "Riza, open up! Don't make me break down this door," Hughes yelled.
"Hmm, too bad. After all the trouble I went to clipping telephone lines and murdering bystanders… oh well, I need to get back and finish taking care of the whole Leor incident anyways. Riza, I've got to go now, so tell anyone about either of my visits, and I might just have to come back again to see check in. I'll let you tell Roy this time, but that's just because I'm in a good mood today, and I'll know if you tell anyone else, so don't try anything like last time, okay?" Envy said, standing up and walking to the window, "and, I find that blood stains come out best with cold water."
And all that Riza could see was red, swimming in her vision, followed by total and utter darkness.
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"Lt., step aside," said Havoc calmly, stepping up to the door. Pulling a hair clip out of his pocket, he jiggled it around in the lock, until a smooth click was heard.
"…Where'd you learn that?"
"TV," Havoc replied, opening the door and stepping in. Their first impression was of a normal house, everything just fine and dandy. On the first impression, that is. Walking into the kitchen, immediately they knew something, indeed was not right. Riza's guns lay on the ground unattended, and the floor had a small pool of blood in the center of it, still wet, but cold.
"Lets check upstairs," Hughes said to Havoc, motioning towards the staircase. They both walked up, going to the bedroom door first. Movement could be heard beyond it, the sound of a window closing and a heavy breathing. Hughes slammed open the door, Havoc right behind him. "Riza?"
In bed as though sleeping lay Riza, her eyes closed, and her body motionless, lying in a pool of her own blood, twisted in the white sheets. Everything else in the room seemed intact, other than a vase that apparently had smashed on the floor, spilling water and rose petals everywhere. Hughes ran over, grabbing her wrist. "…She's got a pulse, but her breathing's pretty rough, think we can make it out to the cab with her?"
Havoc nodded, too shocked to say anything. He walked up closer to help, and they pulled off the covers to carry her.
"…Maybe we should take her with the covers on."
Riza was utterly nude under the blankets, covered in various cuts and bruises. They both quickly wrapped her up, to panicked to be embarrassed, lifting her gently and walking down the staircase. She hung limply, unconscious to the world around her. Blood dripped from her mouth as they placed her in the back seat of the cab.
"Havoc, cant you go any faster?"
"I'm at the speed limit, after we pass the cop on this corner I can."
"…You've memorized where all the cops are stationed?"
"Yep."
"…That's just a bit frightening."
"Hold on lt."
A/N Ah, and so Riza is saved at the last minute… sort of. I'm sorry if you didn't like this chapter, but I had to write it, just like I had to make Riza pregnant. It's funny; I never planned for Envy to be involved in this fic at all, but that's just how some things turn out. Tell me what you think; constructive criticism is more than welcome! Also, I'm tired to the bone as I had kendo tonight, I'm getting better. I'll type more soon; hopefully the next chapter will not take me as long as this one did –sweat drop-. I'm so cruel to Riza, I'm sorry…
