A/N: This has been written for a while, but my computer/internet was down for that while. Four reviews :3 so happy ish me

Disclaimer: I can hardly draw Havoc's hair right

"Do you two have to leave so soon?" Gracia asked, a pleading in her voice. "You just got back, though!"

Ed smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, but we're searching for something."

"Again." Al muttered, sighing. He wasn't bitter about it, oh no. It was just that every time they found something they had to go looking for something else almost right away, even if they were separated. Must have been an Elric thing or something.

Gracia sighed softly, smiled and handed Al a basket. "At least take this. I've made some pie for both of you to share." she said. Ed nodded, grinning eagerly. Anyone with the name Gracia Hughes made great apple pies as far as he knew.

"Thanks. If we don't catch Hughes on our way and he asks about us can you tell him we said bye?" he asked. Gracia nodded.

"Of course, Edward. I'll tell Noah as well when she wakes up."

Ed and Al gave a nod of thanks and waved goodbye as they walked off, their destination being the train station. They carried just a bit of luggage, a suitcase for both of their clothes and a briefcase with their other stuff like notes and pamphlets. A few pictures were in there, too, most of them taken in Munich by Hughes. The brothers found their collection of Hughes-taken photos empty, however, without the presence of Elysia riding her tricycle or smiling or just sitting there playing with her dolls, oblivious to her crazed father's obsession.

But it wasn't as if they could see that Hughes or new photos from him anymore, sadly enough.

"Brother, isn't that our train?"

Ed's attention snapped from his little cloud of thoughtfulness to the departing train, moving just a little bit. And as Ed's reactions to things go, he screamed.

"AH!!" he yelled. "AL, C'MON!!" Ed took off running as fast as he could, Al rushing right beside him. They jumped on the platform, and paused to relocate their train. It was picking up speed, and another shout was sounded by Ed, causing them both to take off again, waiting for the caboose to come up in front of them.

Al, taking the lead, threw the small suitcase onto the floor of the open end surrounded with a fence-like railing except one small section, gave Ed the pie, and leapt onto the train. Then, Ed tossed the briefcase so that Al caught it and jumped on himself, catching the railing with his left hand and grasping the basket in the right. For a moment his left foot slipped and he dropped down just a bit, but Al held his onto arm and hoisted him up onto the platform.

A few onlookers clapped and hooted, amused by what just happened. The blond brothers grinned sheepishly, grabbed their bags and calmly entered the cabin. When they found seats and a ticket taker rid them of their pre-bought tickets, they looked at each other for a moment, resting.

It was when the entire car fell into silence that Ed and Al burst out in laughter.

"I can't believe we did that!" Al commented, tears in his eyes.

"I can't believe we're alive!" Ed added, holding his side. People in the train looked at them, a few glaring. They soon quieted, wide smiles on their faces.

"So, can we eat?"

"Yeah, sure. You've been wanting this since you were in that armor."

Al cheered, happy that he could now taste the infamous Gracia Hughes's homemade pie his brother and Winry had loved so much.

As they ate, they chatted a little between bites and mouthfuls. Some topics concerned money to buy food and where they were going next. For a while they talked about their search for the Philosopher's Stone, but the discussion was cut short by a mention of a death or something unpleasant.

"So, earlier..." Ed started. Al looked at him, swallowing.

"You mean last night?"

"Yeah. What were going to say before Envy butted in?"

Al thought for a minute. "...I'll get back to you on that. But what's with this whole 'Envy's voice' thing?"

Ed shrugged. "I don't know. He seems to only talk every five or ten minutes. For which we should be very grateful for." he said, smirking just a little at the fact that he was badmouthing Envy and that he couldn't get hit for it.

Briefly, the feminine voice broke into his mind. "Bitch."

Ed grinned wider. Al sighed, having a good idea of what was going on. "Brother, what if he comes back somehow? You're not going to like it." he said exasperatedly. Ed shrugged.

"I don't think he can. He was transmuted."

Al blinked for a minute and gasped. "I remember what I was going to tell you!"

Ed cut another piece of the pie and took a bite. "Go on." he said.

"Well, this is just an idea, but what if Envy, Wrath, and Gluttony aren't dead? I mean, what if they're just stuck in the Gate?"

"That's silly. They were all--"

"But they didn't loose their Red Stones. And Wrath once mentioned something of becoming weaker without Dante's replenishment of them. I think a Homunculus dies when their Red Stones run out."

Ed, finding that that made more sense than he thought, got his infamous scared look. "B-but..." He shook his head, the expression changing. "No way. I defeated Greed and Sloth and they didn't loose any Red Stones. I just rearranged their composition."

Al shook his head. "But Wrath had absorbed a part of Mother's body and thus weakened Sloth greatly when he fused with her, so it was easy for you to just make her evaporate so thoroughly."

"But Greed--"

"You said you stabbed him and he bled, right?"

"Yeah..."

"That blood was probably liquefied Red Stone. And you don't know if he had lost some before."

"There was a skeleton there on the table..."

"Exactly! It was Greed's! It had to be! Because when the big guy hammered off Greed's head, he didn't die even with all the "blood" pouring out!"

Ed suddenly wondered when his little brother had become so intelligent. Everything he said made perfect sense! That fact only brought fear to his face.

"Then...then...Envy...Wrath...Gluttony..."

"They're inside the Gate."

Ed said nothing. Al, too determined to prove his point to be proud of himself, was on the edge of his seat. He was taken aback when Ed chuckled. It was low, nearly bitter.

"Why are we discussing this? It's not like we want them in this world." Ed muttered, his eyes closed and his face downcast. Al, a little hurt, sat back.

"It was just a thought..."

"A thought. Exactly. We shouldn't trouble ourselves over this. C'mon, let's finish this before it gets too cold."

Al nodded and took another piece of the pie, eating it slowly. Ed tried to erase the conversation from his memory, but couldn't help dwelling on it. He knew he should forget, but the information and what it could do was just too sickeningly delicious to his mind.

"You want me and you know it, pipsqueak. The temptation's gonna build up, just watch. I'll be waiting."