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"Hello Full Metal"

God Ed hated that smirk and now it would be nearly impossible to retaliate to comments on his height. Despite the fact that Ed was no longer short! 'Oh well' Ed thought 'Let the abuse begin'. With that he glared at the Colonel, gave a non-committal grunt and collapsed on one of the couches.

"How was the mission?" the colonel questioned, infuriating smirk still firmly in place. Edward glared at Mustang once again.

"Got the information you were looking for, got rid of a couple of corrupt cops. But you already now all this. You always do but you get me to come down here to tell you anyway." Edward drawled, sounding slightly board.

"I also heard there was a bit of a commotion at the hotel you were staying at." Mustang stated, finally dropping the smirk. Ed stiffened slightly and looked away, unable to look the older man in the eye.

"I had nothing to do with it." He said quietly.

"A commotion in the same hotel you were staying at and you had nothing to do with it?" The colonel raised an eyebrow. "I find that remarkable hard to believe."

Ed simply shrugged, lacking the energy to deny the colonel's words. He had no way to know exactly what happened and even if he did, he had no proof of anything being wrong with the blond. Unless Al or he decided to tell him (and figure the chances of that), there was no way for him to find out.

Roy sighed. Edward refused to tell him anything and seemed rather intent on dropping the subject. Until he could get some hard evidence, the younger boy would tell him nothing.

The colonel smirked once again. "Well shortly, I've got another mission for you. This one right here in Central. How do you feel about helping to track down an escaped convict?" Since Al had gotten his body back he had given Ed missions consisting mostly of collection information, copying and continuing other alchemists research and other such things. Ed had been complaining about the lack of more difficult missions and the Colonel decided to finally give him what he wanted. Any negative effects from the transmutation would have been obvious by now wouldn't they? Besides, Ed wasn't the type to put his younger brother in danger. He could be rash on occasion, but he took no risks when it came to his brother's safety.

Ed snorted. "Finally. I thought I'd be stuck doing book work forever!" he then looked Mustang in the eye and glared, "and I'm not short!"

"Sure shrimp. Whatever you say." The colonel mocked. It was always entertaining to see the blond scream at him for calling him short.

'Great. He expects me to blow up and start screaming, but I can't yell without coughing which would tip him off to something being wrong. What should I do?' Edward thought frantically.

"I told you; I'm. Not. Short!" he glared at Mustang for what felt like the millionth time that day. "I can I leave now?"

"Yes, fine. You can leave." He said. This was odd. He couldn't remember one instance in which the younger alchemist had not responded to Roy's short jokes. This would require some investigation. Whatever it was, it would have to be something big to stop him from yelling…this made no sense.

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Well, that hadn't gone horribly. Whether Mustang had any suspicions or not, he had no proof. That in itself was a miracle.

"Hey Brother!"

Ed turned around and waved at Alphonse, who was running towards him, dodging around the officers that dotted the hallway.

"How'd the meeting with the colonel go?" he asked once he had reached his brother.

"Like it usually does" he shrugged. Al laughed slightly. No matter what happened, it seemed like he and the colonel would always argue.

"Um…Brother? How are you…feeling?" he asked quietly.

"Fine" Edward responded just as quietly. He began to walk in the direction of the library.

Al followed Ed. "Are you sure? I mean with the…I just…don't want you to wind up in the hospital again." Al said, worry was etched into his expression.

"I said I'm fine" he insisted, not looking Al in the eye.

"Maybe we should tell colonel Mustang. He might know how to help…" Al suggested hesitantly.

"No. To get the information I need I have to have access to certain books. Books I can only get if I'm a state alchemist. You and I both know that Mustang would take me off active duty which would restrict my access to the library." Ed stated stubbornly. "Come on Al let's get going. I need to pick up some books before Mustang gets us working on our next mission."

Al sighed, letting the subject of Ed's sickness drop. "Another mission? Where to this time?"

"In Central actually. Apparently some convict escaped from prison. Mustang needs help tracking him down and getting him back in police custody." Ed grinned "He'll be giving us the details tomorrow"

Al wasn't so sure it was a good idea for Ed to be going on a dangerous mission. He couldn't yell without coughing for god's sake! How was he supposed to hold his own in a fight? There was no way his brother would back down. He'd just have to watch his brother if they got into a fight to make sure he didn't push himself to hard. Still, Al had a bad feeling about this.

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By 9 o'clock the next morning the Elric brothers were in Mustang's office, awaiting details on the mission.

"Now, the man you are to apprehend is Anton Geist. He's wanted for 6 counts of breaking and entering, avoiding arrest and attempted murder. He's a skilled alchemist and good at sneaking up on people." Mustang then held up a picture of a young man, maybe in his late 20s or early 30s, with messy black hair and green eyes.

"This is the last known photo of Geist, from about 3 months ago. According to the guards at the prison, his appearance hasn't changed much except that his hair is a bit longer. Good luck." Mustang handed them the photo and a sheet of paper containing other bits of useful information such as cellmates, family and accomplices as well as his usual hangouts from before his incarceration. Ed grabbed these, nodded to Mustang, grinning, and left the office. This mission could prove interesting.

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A/N: Hopefully this chapter is longer than my other ones as I've noticed that my chapters tend to be a bit short. I know that not a lot happened with the scene in Mustang's office but since Ed couldn't exactly yell at Mustang it was rather difficult to put any humor in. I tried a couple of time but eventually I gave up and made it a more serious scene then I had first intended. Though I am considering putting some of the brothers' fan girls in the next chap. Tell me in your review what you think about this please!

Ja ne!