Why can't I own FMA that would be so awesome. 

Sorry this was so short, but I havent had much time to do it lately. Promise more when I have the chance!

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Chapter four: A Warm Feeling

Lilliana couldn't stop shaking. No matter how many blankets Ed and Al put on her, she still felt as cold as ice. She couldn't stop shaking.

Ed moved around freely now. His wound gone, not even a scar marred his flesh. He carried wood in form outside and frfilled the bos that was near a small wooden stove in the corner of lilliana's room. He opened the old iron door and shuffled the emvers around. The fire doubled in size instantaniously. He threw in a few more pieces of wood just for the hell of it and watched them slowly catch. 'How did you do it?' he silently asked. He played the scene over and over inhis mind.

He heared lilliana roll over inht ebed. He closed the heavy door and locked the handle in it's place and walked over to the bed. He brushed aside the hair that covered Lilliana's face. Ed felt her forehead, still as cold as ice. He sat on the edge of her bed, letting his fingers trace the arch of her eyebrows and the curve of her strong yet feminane jaw, not knowing that that was exactly what she did to him when her was unconcious. But no matter what he tried, he couldn't help but look at her eyes, even though they were closed, for a least the one hundreth time. 'How did you do it?' he silently asked again. It has been almost an hour since it happened, yet she still shook. 'I have to do something' he said in a determined whisper. And with that he gently lifted the blankets.

Lilliana felt something warm lye beside her. It slowly moved closer and then molded itself the her. Heat radiated from whatever it was that lyed next to her back, yet there was cold. Sonething with a cill that only metal carried gently wrapped itself around her small waist, another ran down the length of her leg yet she was not scared. It felt so good, this blend of heat and cold that she stopped shaking and her breathing slowed to the pace of one of true sleep. She could fell, by the warm breath against the back of her neck, that her 'source' was soon asleep too.

Sorry it took so long. I just got back from a camping trip today (which is where I wrote these last two chapters) and im already packing for another one that I leave tomorrow morning for so I will update as soon as I can!

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