AN: Hey everybody! I'm sorry but this seems a rushed, but otherwise, it seems too slow.

Once again, I do not own FMA or anything FMA related.

Chapter 1

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY,MOLLY!!" The light was flipped on as I quickly buried myself deeper into my pillow, praying that if I didn't acknowledge her, she would somehow go away. Instead my blankets were ripped away from me and I instinctually curled up into a tighter ball, trying to stay warm.

"What time is it?" I mumbled, as my mom sat down on the bed, and placed an oversized vase filled with bright pink roses on the table next to my bed.

"Why it's 5:30. Just think, 17 years ago I was in the hospital and you were being born." She said, with a hint of sadness clearly showing through her voice.

"Mom, it's too early. Go away." I mumbled as a clumsily tried to pull the bright pink blankets back over my head.

Clearly, she had a different idea. "Here, I brought cake. Oh, and don't forget to read your card." With that she stood up and left the room, leaving me behind in a sleepy haze.

"Oh God, why did I have that piece of cake?" I asked myself for the umpteenth time as I doubled over, my head hitting my binder.

My friend Emily looked over at me, concern written all over her face. "Seriously Molly, you should go home."

"No! I can't! I've already missed 3 days in the past month. I really can't miss anymore. Besides, I have that test in AP and I really need to get my half of my notes to my partner." I whispered back, clearly ignoring the teacher up front, droning on and on about the behaviors of end-points of polynomials. Like seriously, when are we ever going to need that stuff?

Instead, I flipped open to my small green journal, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in my stomach, a result of that piece of Dulce de Leche that my mom had given me earlier that morning. I guess it was just her way of trying to apologize for having to leave today for a conference. But it's not like she could do anything about it, so I have no right to be mad, right?

I shook that thought out of my head and concentrated instead on the drawings that filled my book, looking around to be sure that no one was watching me. I was extremely proud of my drawings, just as long as nobody saw them. I frowned as I looked at my latest masterpiece. Last night I had been so happy with the way that I had shaded Ed's coat but now it just looked like he had been thrown in ink.

I closed my book and went back to trying to understand what my teacher was saying, however I soon gave up with that and looked around. Not too surprisingly, half of the class was either staring out the window or was staring at the clock. But hey, what was too be expected, we only had a week of school left.

Later that day, when I returned home, I was unsurprised to find the house empty. I sighed and let the dogs out knowing that they would be my only companions for the next week. I then walked around, and after reading the note that my mom had left me, I started to make my real birthday cake.

I lit the candles one by one, until the whole cake was glowing in the light of 17 candles. I closed my eyes and tried to think of a wish. Good grades? Nah, too boring. A boyfriend? Please, like a pile of wax is going to help that. A nicer car? Hah, I wish. I kept going through all of my wants in my head, yet none of them seemed to fit. Suddenly my mind stopped on Ed's face. Just then I smelt smoke and I opened my eyes, fearful that I had accidentally set something on fire. To my dismay however, all of my candles had gone out.

"Aw man, now I don't even get a birthday wish!" I yelled mainly to myself, but also to my two dogs sitting down at my side. However, if they understood me, they showed no sign of it because they just stared back at me as if I was crazy.

After a good chunk of my cake was gone, I quickly got dressed. My friend Jenny was throwing a party for both her and me, seeing as our birthdays were only a day apart. Looking outside, I grabbed a jacket before running out the door, relishing in the cool, foggy night. I jumped into my old red, pickup truck and drove off into the night. I squinted through the fog as I drove, terrified of hitting a cat or something. I suddenly slammed on my breaks as a figure collapsed in the middle of the road ahead of me.

"Oh my god!! Are you ok?" I yelled as I jumped out of the car. I ran around front to where the boy lay illuminated in the headlights. "Oh, please don't be dead." I whispered mainly to myself. So far, the only positive thing that I could think of was the fact that I hadn't hit him.

I bent down and softly nudged him. "Please, say something." At least up close I could tell that he was breathing.

Unsure of what to do, I figured that I couldn't just leave him there lying facedown in the middle of the road. I slowly rolled him over, and then stopped.

There, lying in my arms, was Edward Elric.

AN: So um, yeah. I'm planning on alot more Ed in the next chapter. So please review, it would really make my day. :)