Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story. Nor do I own FMA.

A/N: Sorry for such a long brake before an update. I have no excuse other than my lazyness.

Greta is a real FMA character. She is in the FMA video game: "Fullmetal Alchemist: And the Broken Angel". Funny thing is, Wendy Powell (who voices Envy), also voices her XD

Any Twilight fans out there? I'm going to see the movie this Sunday X3. I ish soooo excited. And I might actually do a Twilight fanfic!

This was only Half-Beta'ed by Sin Of Regret. She didn't beta from Envy's thoughts and down.

This will be Edvy, eventually. I know how, but it might take a few more chapters.

Lastly, I've decided that this will not be my NaNoWriMo because there's no way I'd ever write something 50,000 words long.

Review please!

Edward could hear the sound of her heels before he heard her voice. "Did you really miss me that much, Envy?" she asked, coming into both of their view as she got closer.

For the first time, both of them could see her clearly. She had a woman's suit on that was a creamy orange; over that was a laboratory jacket. She had black hair that was in a messy bun, but it was too long for the style of choice. A strand of hair fell down to her lower back from the bun. Similar in color, her dark eyes were hidden behind intelligent-looking glasses.

"You wish," Envy growled, glaring at the woman.

The scientist frowned and her eyes narrowed. Her attention turned to Edward, and her eyes widened slightly, almost as if she were just noticing him. "You are up earlier than we had expected, Mr. Elric," she pointed out, and wrote something down on the paper attached to the white clipboard she held.

"Who's this 'we', and what do you want with me?"

She stopped writing and looked over at him. "Ah, that is what I came down here for. My name is Greta, I apologize for not introducing myself earlier." She paused to fix her glasses. "We have been watching you for a while, Edward."

"That's not creepy or anything."

Greta glanced at Envy silently, her eyes once again narrowed. The Sin was starting to get on her nerves. "Do you wish to say add something, Envy?"

"Oh no, no. Don't mind me, Miss. Creeper." The homunculus grinned wickedly at her as she wrote something down once again.

Silence devoured the three of them as she continued jotting down what Edward figured were notes. Suddenly, he remembered his past events prior to being knocked unconscious. His sharp intake of breath drew the attention of the other two bodies. "Al!" he gasped, and ran up to the bars in front of the woman. "Where's Al?!"

"Who gives a shit about that sunshine-shitti-"

"-Your brother is fine," Greta interrupted Envy, and fixed her glasses. "For now, at least."

Wide golden eyes narrowed to a glare, and Ed felt his teeth clench together. "Don't you dare touch my-"

"-forbidden lover-"

"-little brother!" He turned to Envy, and took a hold of the metal that separated them. "And what the fuck is your problem!?"

Greta looked between the two from where she stood outside their cells.

The Sin shrugged to the best of his ability, and was relieved when another spike fell out of the second node in his back. 'Two more to go, and I will be free to move.'

Violet eyes met with Edward's gold, and he smirked. "Well, lets see..," he mumbled, tilting his head to the side a bit. Envy's dark hair fell with the tilt, and spread around on the cold floor. Though, his gaze never left the others. "I'm stuck in a cell that's next to that Bastard's son, I think that gives me a good reason enough to talk shit about you."

Ed growled and opened his mouth to say something, but was interupted by his stomach growling. Giggling could be heard, and he turned to Greta. She was laughing quietly to herself, trying to cover it by holding her free hand over her mouth. "Something funny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

The woman smiled and shook her head. She then lifted a hand into the air and snapped her fingers together. No later, the large man from before appeared out of the shadows with a tray of food. Silently, he placed it through a slot at the side of Edward's cell.

Confused, the teen stood there until Greta waved a hand in its direction. It was soup, chicken to be exact. Next to it, was a plate with buttered crackers. Ed was suspicions. Never had he heard of captives being served this great. "...is it edible?"

"Would you rather have something that's not?" She questioned with a slight laugh. "Do eat it, though. I will be leaving now, try not to kill each other while I'm away. It would be such a pity to have two perfects specimens go to waste."

Greta smiled at the both of them once more, she turned to leave.

Edward suddenly remembered what she had mentioned earlier, and ran over to the bars. "Wait!" he cried out. "You said Al is 'safe, for now'. What did you mean by that!? If you lay a single hand on him I swear to G-"

"The safety of your brother depends on your cooperation," she said quietly, and turned to face her. Her glasses caught the light, leaving a glare on them, covering her dark eyes from sight.

Ed's grip on the bars loosened. "...Cooperation?"

"Yes," she continued to walk away. "Do as we want, and your brother will not be dragged into this." The click of her heels faded away as she climbed up the stairs on the other side of the room.

The golden haired teen stared at the direction she had left for a while. Finally, he sighed and pulled away. Without a word, he walked over to his tray of food and started to play with it. The soup was surprisingly hot still, but the crackers were getting soggy with butter. "Ugh..."

His gaze wondered over to Envy, and he noticed the Sin staring at him.

"Why didn't you get any food?"

"Homunculi don't need eat like pathetic humans do," the other mumbled. "We don't get hungry."

Edward stared a moment longer before giving a small shrug. "Suit yourself."

From his spot, Envy continued to watch him. "...If you don't want it...I have something thick and juicy for you to su-" However, the Sin was cut off by a bowl of rather hot soup. It left small burns on his face, ones that would not heal for a while thanks to his predicament. "Oh, fuck you, Elric," he growled, wiping the soup remains on his shoulder.