AN: Oh my gosh, I am soooo sorry that this is so late everybody!! Don't you just love writers block? Anyways, I really didn't feel like I should post anything unless it had at least some substance, and despite the fact that I'm not crazy about this chapter, at least it's better then what I thought it would come out like.

I'd like to thank Mewlover13542 (I was so happy to see that you liked my story! I can't wait to read your story!!), Arden Anam (Oh, don't worry, I have the whole Winry issue planned out, but I'm not really going to write about it for alittle while at least. But folding chairs, hmm.... oh the possibilities.), and Thegirlinred93 (yes, the whales are truely some of the creepiest things that I've ever seen. Oh, and you are right, the best conversations always take place in orchestra. :D)

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or anything FMA related (except my Ed coat which I spent forever on, yet sadly, the idea isn't even mine. T_T)

Anyways, please enjoy!

Chapter 10

After an overly tense 15 minute drive, we finally reached the library. It was a fairly modern building, much like the surrounding buildings, which was one of the reasons why I liked it. It's selection and quality of books was fairly good and it had pretty new computers (well, as new as computers at public places get anyway.) which meant that it would be ideal for finding the information that Ed and Al would be looking for.

We walked into the double glass doors and into the main lobby.

"Which way do you think there'd be books on alchemy?" Ed asked Mo, clearly trying to disguise something in his voice.

"Um, I really don't know. I may be an FMA fan, but not enough to go and check out books on alchemy. Until Saturday, I thought that it wasn't possible, but I guess we can look it up on the computer." Everyone turned and walk towards the computers farther in the back of the building. I stayed still however, the only reason that I wanted to be there was because of the quiet. "Molly, are you coming?" Mo's voice caught my attention.

"No, I'll catch up with you guys later though. I've gotta check something out." I said, earning a curious look from Ed, but he quickly looked away when he realized that I had noticed him looking at me.

I decided to take the long way, although in all honesty I had no idea where I was trying to go. I found myself wandering through the children's section (earning a couple of weird looks from the small amount of kids who were there.) and then going through one of the arches that led to the manga section.

I walked up to the large shelf and began to randomly scan the titles. I was pretty disappointed because the majority of the FMA mangas were checked out. I instead picked up the first one and walked over to one of the oversized, plush chairs. I sat down and stared at the book in my hand.

I couldn't bring myself to open it. Fullmetal Alchemist was no longer just a story anymore, it was somebody's life. Just reading the story or watching the show was like spying on their life. It was just wrong. I threw the book onto the table next to me and grabbed my I-Pod out of my bag, thankful that I had asked for it back from Al. I then proceeded to curl my legs up to my chin and try to drown out my guilty thoughts, mainly aimed at myself. How could you yell at him like that? After everything that he went through, how could you make Ed's life any worse? Even after he stuck up for you, you still hurt him. You saw how he looked before you got into the car. Hey, why would he even get so upset about that anyway? You don't think that he could…no…no that's impossible. Ed likes Winry. That's the way that it's always been and that's the way that it always will be. And no wish from an obsessive fan girl will change that. So you should just get that idiotic thought out of your head and at this point, just try and keep him from hating you. The thought of Ed hating me twisted my insides, and I moaned, burying my head deeper into my legs.

"Molly?" My head snapped up at the sound of Mo's voice. "Are you ok?" Am I ok? Good question, I'll have to get back to you on that one.

"No Monique, not really." I replied, unable to fully look at her.

"What did you do?" She said in a knowing tone of voice. I looked up at her shocked.

"Why do you automatically think that I did something?"

"Well, you do usually start things." She looked at the shocked expression on my face. "Well, you do. So the question now is, are you going to tell me what you did so I can help you fix it, or are you going to insist on trying to fix things all on your own while just making everything worse until you are forced to admit that you were wrong and that I was right and we will all be forced to try and fix a massive problem that could've easily been taken care of if you had just listened to me in the first place?"

"Just tell me what to do." I replied miserably and simultaneously sank deeper into the chair.

"Well, what did you do?" Mo stressed this time.

"I'm telling you Monique, I am not going to tell you!" I snapped.

"Ok ok, god, sue me for trying to help. Well, in any case, the simplest thing to do is to apologize."

I looked at her. "Apologize? Are you kidding me?"

"Nope. You'd be surprise, it does wonders." I continued to sit there. "Well, I guess I'll leave you alone now. And if you need me, I'll be with Al looking for more books." She paused, a mischievous smile beginning to spread across her face. "And Ed'll be in one of the study rooms." She swiftly stood up and walked away.

"This isn't about Ed!" I yelled after her.

Mo peeked her head around the corner. "I never said that, now did I." She then ducked back behind a shelf with a smirk, barely avoiding the pencil that I had very poorly aimed at her head.

However, Mo was right on many levels. It was about Ed. I did need to apologize. And he was currently in one of the study rooms. Which explained why I was standing outside the door leading to the room, with a fairly thick book on worm holes and the theories of alternate universes as a peace offering. What am I even going to say to him? Oh, hi Ed. Thanks for sticking up for me earlier, sorry that I totally hurt your feelings. Or even better yet, hey Ed, do you hate me? Or do you like me? You know I can never tell, you know, with your stupid mood swings in full affect. Oh yeah Molly, that'll go over so well. But I knew that I couldn't just stand there and do nothing. The one thing that I learned from my one boyfriend (yes, my love life is pathetic) was that you can't always count on the guy to make the first move. You have to sometimes put your head on the chopping block to get anything worthwhile.

I knocked on the door as a warning and went in.

"Hey Ed." I said in as strong of a voice that I could manage. Ed looked up at me, clearly surprised that I was there.

"Molly?"

"Yeah, um… I saw this book that I thought would be really good. I mean, I know that you're focusing on alchemy, but we won't have a lot of useful books on alchemy, and if my theory about the Gate is correct, then we also need to know some stuff about worm holes as well." I handed him the massive book.

"Oh. Thanks Molly." Ed sounded disappointed though.

"I also wanted to say sorry." I mumbled, unable to look at him.

"What? Why are you sorry?" Ed asked, looking at me for the first time since we had left the school.

"Well, well because of what I said back in the parking lot. I didn't mean to make you upset. Honestly, I was just playing around." The guilt was now almost overwhelming me, causing my eyes to subsequently water.

"Molly," Ed grabbed my hand, forcing me to look up at him, "You have nothing to apologize for. If there's anyone who should be apologizing, it's me. I didn't know that you were this upset about it."

"Yeah well, I'm still sorry."

He simply rolled his eyes at me. "You apologize too much, you realize that, right?"

"No I don't." I whispered.

Ed crossed his arms and leaned back in the chair. "What else do you have to be sorry for?"

"It's my fault that you're here!" I yelled at him, desperate to have him understand.

"Oh? And how is that?"

"Well, the day that you came here, well, it was my birthday. And…well I don't know for sure, but I think that I wished for you to come to my world. It's my fault that you're here, rather then in Amestris." I poured out, allowing myself to finally voice all of the guilt that I had been hiding.

Ed laughed, shocking me. "Molly, do you honestly think that you're the reason that we're here? You think that it was you're wish on candles, not my alchemy, which has opened the gate before, that brought me here? Seriously, how superstitious are you?"

"Edward Elric, I am not superstitious." I yelled. Molly O'Connell was not superstitious.

Ed laughed at me again. "Yes you are. Just admit it."

Realizing that I wasn't going to be able to convince him otherwise, I simply rolled my eyes. "Come on, Ed. Let's get back to work."

AN: Like I said, I personally don't feel like it's my best work, I think that it's a little too drama central. But despite my horrible writing, please review, even if it's just to say what I should do differently. (That would actually be really helpful. I LUV constructive critisism.) So please hit the review button and make my day! THANKIES IN ADVANCE!!!!!!!