Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing. -cries- Can I get a tissue?! -sniffle-

Roy awoke to cool air on his face. He blinked, realizing that the heating must've shut off along with the electricity. Stupid heater, stupid cold building, stupid lighting. He groaned, pulling the blanket up to his nose. He closed his eyes to fall back to sleep, but a loud snore from beside him. He expected it to be Breda, but was surprised to find it was Fury. How can such a small man make such a loud noise? he thought, sitting up. A small moan alerted him of one of his subordinates waking.

"Mmm? Where the...? Oh, jeez..."

He looked over to see his first lieutenant waking up to find a small girl snuggled up to her. Smirking, he chuckled before standing up to walk over and bend down near the startled woman. "Elysia, wake up. It's morning and I don't think Miss Hawkeye wants to sit in bed for so long." he joked. A pair of bright green eyes looked up at him.

"Uncle Roy, can I play with Miss Riza today?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"If its okay with her. What do you think, Miss Riza?" he turned to her with a smug grin on face as she reclipped her hair.

She hated that tone, that mocking tone that he used every time he teased someone. Sighing, she answered. "Alright. We'll go to the mess hall first to fix up breakfast." she said, ripping off the blanket to feel the cold. "Elysia, you can wear my jacket so you don't get too cold."

"I'll come along, I have nothing better to do here besides paperwork." Roy said standing.

"That reminds me, I expect you'll finish that paperwork by the time we get out of here. Just because I wont be as intent on you making that deadline, doesn't mean you get off easy."

She received a sad sigh. "Fine. Here, 'so you don't get too cold." he said, hander her his own jacket. There was that tone again! Taking it, she slipped it on the stood up, picking Elysia up with her. Without another word, she walked out the door, leaving him to catch up after writing a small note to the others to tell them that they'd be gone for a while.

"I never realized how big the kitchen here was." Roy mumbled, looking around the large room. Thank God for the back-up lighting.

"It is pretty big, sir." he turned to see Hawkeye pulling up chairs for them. She looked over to the child who was hopping up onto one of the stools. "Elysia, can you peal apples for me?" she asked.

"Okay! Mommy showed me how to when we made a pie for Grandma!" she said happily.

He only leaned against one of the counters to watch as his subordinate dug through the many drawers for a few utensils. Hawkeye passed Elysia a peeler along with a few apples. She then grabbed a bowl from a cupboard and began digging through the pantries for whatever it was she needed. It was pretty funny to watch her constantly push the sleeves on the oversized jacket up. "What is it your making, Riza?" he asked, smirking.

She stopped working for a second. "Sir, formal names please." she said, continuing what she was doing after a second. "Apple pancakes." she answered, not looking up.

"Cut the formal crap, its the weekend, meaning we aren't technically working so why use them?." he said.

"Sir, no profanity while Elysia is here please." she scolded him. "Would you mind helping me by cracking the eggs?"

"Uh, sure." he said, reaching into one the extreme large refrigerators to pull out the eggs. He cracked them into another bowl and started to beat them lightly with a whisk he'd found among the other things Hawkeye had pulled out.

"Owwie! My finger!"

They both turned around immediately to see Elysia holding up her cut finger, trying to keep from crying but not having much luck. Before the Colonel could make a move toward his godchild, his lieutenant was swiftly walking past him, a band-aid in hand. He watched as she sat down beside the sniffling girl then wrapped the band-aid over the cut. It surprised him when she gentally kissed the cut, like a mother would, then spoke to the girl softly. "A kiss will make it all better, thats what my Mom told me. Are you okay now?" she asked as Elysia wiped her eyes.

"Yep! Thank you Miss Riza!" the young girl smiled and returned to her work, letting the blonde woman go back to her own at the counter.

Roy smirked at his subordinates's softness when it came to children. Getting an idea, he silently took a small knife from the counter and nicked his own finger, making it bleed a bit. "Oh Riza! I cut my finger too!" he whined, holding his cut out to her. She stared at it for a second before grabbing another band-aid. After wrapping it, she returned to her work. "Hey! Don't I get a kiss to make it better too?" he whined irritably, unable to keep the smirk off his face.

She stopped for a moment. "Sir, you've handled much worse on the battle field. You'll get through a little cut." she said flatly.

"But she got one." he said, pointing to Elysia.

"Yes, because you've got to be softer with children, grown men don't need their injuries kissed." she sighed, walking back over to get the now pealed apples.

"But Miss Riza, Uncle Roy should get one too! He could be really hurt!" exclaimed Elysia.

"He's a big boy, he can kiss it himself if he really needs it." Hawkeye mumbled, grabbing a knife, starting to chop up the fruits.

"It doesn't work that way though..." Taking one look at those big green eyes, she had to turn her gaze away. She'd never admit how a pleading child could get to her.

"Alright, fine, but only a small one, it's against the rules though so don't tell anyone, okay?"she told her, walking over to her commanding officer. She grabbed his finger a pulled it up to her lips, gentally brushing it. She didn't look up to meet his gaze, already knowing his face held a wide grin and that her own was probably going red. He watched her turn back to what she was doing, thinking to himself. Ha, butterfly kisses.

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long. I needed to study for tests, finish the mountains of homework I have piling up (still a work in progress) and plan stuff that I need to do. Well, review with this, I'll have the next one up if I'm not completely crushed by my mountain (now named Mt. IHateMath).

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