A/N: This chapter is super silly I had no idea what I was thinking while writing it. I really wanted to get some of the old characters back in the story.

Disclaimer: Oh Ho do you think I own FmA? Well I am sorry that I sadly do not TT.

Get Well First Lieutenant Hawkeye

"Well that's about everything." Second Lieutenant Maria Ross closed the last box that she was to send to a colleague of hers, Lieutenant Hawkeye. Ross quickly scanned down the list checking off things off mentally. The only things left were the Lieutenant's guns. "Brosh, Did you find those guns yet?" She heard Brosh's scuffling coming towards her through the towering boxes in the warehouse. He rounded a corner carrying four silver briefcases.

"Okay I found everything but her pistols," he said plopping the cases into a box.

"You looked everywhere?"

"Every box of hers except the clothes boxes, Lieutenant Hawkeye isn't very materialistic is she?" He said closing the box not noticing Ross walking out of the warehouse. "Hey!" he said looking up and quickly following her out of the warehouse into the rain outside "Wait for me! Where are we going?"

"Well, I think I'll ask Colonel Mustang about the pistols, she most likely had them on her when she was injured. Most likely he will be in his office with the weather like this." Luckily the building that the Colonel's office was in was close to the warehouses and they didn't have to walk that far. When they walked into the office they saw Colonel Mustang signing paperwork at his desk. Havoc and Breda were playing chess and Falman was watching them. Ross walked up to his desk and saluted Mustang glanced up and looked back down on his paperwork.

"What is it Ross?" He said.

"Colonel Mustang I need to know where Lieutenant Hawkeye's pistols are." Mustang looked up at the mention of his subordinate's name.

"Under who's command?" Mustang wouldn't let his Lieutenant's guns be given to anybody.

"Hers Sir, she sent a letter asking for some of her belongings to be sent over."

"A letter?"

"Yes see?" she held up the letter "It's not very personal though just a list of the necessities." She heard the door slam behind her. She glanced around to see Fuery come in with a mountain of paperwork. Mustang snatched the letter out of her hands when she wasn't looking, a considerable feat because of the desk between them. When she turned around the Colonel was scanning the letter with his eye.

"Sir that's a personal letter!" exclaimed Ross. Roy handed the letter back.

"Right I see why," Roy said a bit crestfallen that she didn't note how she was doing.

"That's a letter from Riza?" Fury said walking over.

"Don't get excited Fury, it's just a list." Roy said looking back down on his pa

"I think we should send her a get well present" he said piling the paperwork on Roy's desk.

"What would you send Hawkeye for a get well present? Bullets?" Havoc said sarcastically from the chess game.

"We could send her chocolates; those always make people feel better." Falman tossed in.

"Does Hawkeye seem like the chocolate type?" Breda countered.

"It should be lighthearted to show that things are as they always have been. Maybe something for Black Hayate?"

"No way am I endorsing a present if it's for that beast," Breda argued.

While everyone was arguing about what to get Hawkeye, Roy thought of his own idea. A gift that told her that things were normal at Central, he had the perfect gift.

"Everyone stop fighting, I know exactly what we should get Hawkeye," he said standing up, "Well I should be going if I'm to get to the stores before they close." He said while walking over to the coat rack.

"Sir what about the guns?" Ross said before he could leave.

"Oh yes the guns I know exactly where they are." He walked back to his desk and pulled a key out of his pocked to unlock the bottom drawer of his desk. He pulled out of the drawer the guns wrapped in white handkerchiefs. "Don't worry about cleaning them I already did. Oh and don't send packages until I come back with the gift." He quickly exited the room without saying goodbye.

"I wonder what he's getting." Brosh wondered out loud.

"He was acting like his old self, hmm what would the old Colonel send to Hawkeye?" Havoc said. "Could he send…" Everyone but Brosh and Ross looked at each other worried.

"He wouldn't dare," Breda said a sweat drop coursing down his temple.

"Do you think it's safe to send her guns over there?" said Havoc while the rest of the men grew a little bit paler.

00 a week later in Eureka

"Hawkeye," Doctor Warren said peeking into Riza's room. Riza looked up from the book she was reading with Hayate laying by her bed, "Guess what?"

"You brought me another boring medical journal to read?"

"They're not that boring!" he said hurt "And no I did not bring you another book. Actually in the lobby right now is a load of your boxes."

"Really, when did they arrive?" she said marking her spot in the book and getting up.

"Came off the train this morning." Warren started walking down the hall and Riza had to hobble quickly to keep up, Hayate followed his master healing right at her side.

"Could you slow down or wait?" she said.

"Oh right I forgot you were a cripple," he said slowing down.

"Aren't you supposed to make me feel better not worse?" they walked into the 'lobby' of the hospital. It was barley even a lobby being so small. Riza could see her small three boxes sitting in the corner. She saw Ross's handwriting clearly labeling each box 'Clothes', 'Guns' and 'Misc.'

"I guess," he shrugged, "But I'm a surgeon not a doctor I barley talk to my patients. Here are your boxes" he said as they walked up to them "I already signed for the shipment. There was also one other box." He said while going over to the desk in the lobby and grabbing a box. "It says it's from the office of Colonel Mustang," Riza grabbed the box when she heard the Colonel's name "it's a present. You're eager to open it I see."

Riza quickly opened the box and took out a smaller more colorfully printed box and a card. She opened the card first. It was the basic get well card with the basic get well message the signature's were what alarmed her:

Lieutenant Hawkeye,

Hope you enjoy your gift! Everything is fine here and don't worry I am doing my paperwork!

Colonel Mustang

Riza,

It wasn't my idea! Still get well!

Kain

Hawkeye,

It was entirely The Colonel's idea! Get well!

Havoc, Falman, Breda

"What's the matter?" Warren asked trying to read over her shoulder.

"Huh?" Riza said closing the card and putting it back on the present.

"Well your expression changed, at the first part of the letter you looked normal but the longer you read it the more you furrowed your eyebrows."

"Hmm, I had no idea. It's just the way my colleuges write about the present they make it seem like a bomb."

"Let's see then."

Riza opened up the clothing box and took the item of clothing out of the tissue paper and held it up to her eyes. She felt her jaw drop. Warren stared for a while like Riza and started to laugh.

"I see your colleuges have a strange sense of humor." He said trying to suppress his laughter.

Riza dropped the present back into its box and walked over to the box marked guns. She quickly opened it and grabbed the case that she knew her pistols were in. Hayate, who felt in the air what was coming, started to back away and hid behind Warren. She grabbed her Browning Hi-power, loaded it and then pointed it at the innocent or not so innocent light blue plaited mini-skirt.

"I have an even better sense of humor."

"Hawkeye, wait." Warren said stepping between the gun and the skirt. "I'm sure it was a joke and if you wish to kill the skirt than I suggest you do it off of hospital premises, because if you haven't noticed this is a place for healing.

"Alright then," Riza said reluctantly lowering her gun "I won't exterminate it." She put her gun away and re-folded the skirt putting it back into the box.

"You know Hawkeye," Warren said changing the subject, "I think I found you a family."

"A family Warren, you're making me sound like a puppy."

"Yes, I know but you should be able to move in with them in about a week. I arranged a sort of interview so you can meet them, but I'm sure you'll get along since I know the family."

"So what type of family is this?"

"Oh very basic, the father, Geoffrey, is a Major in the military. The mother, Molly, stays at home and they have two boys, Ben who is ten and Tommy who is eight years old."

"Sounds normal to me, so when is the interview?"

"Tomorrow at the one and only Eureka café, if you would like I'll attend."

"Attend? You make this sound very formal."

"Well first impressions are everything."

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A/N: Yay! I updated! Once again I am in a busy time of my life so that's why it was late

Obsessed dreamer: Yeah I only did the marble thing once, I was really good at it because of my monkey toes . And yes it would be funny if Riza put Roy on the list but then where would the story go! I wonder if he would be sent in a box.

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Memaisakuna: Thank you! I tried hard on the plot… even though it's not really showing yet. Actually there really isn't that much romance persay in this story…or action…or adventure. Hmm but if I went onto the second story with the romance and action and adventure you would be going WTF…which would be bad for me.

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