Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or anything related to it. I do love Winry though...

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Almost every teacher had wanted to talk to Ed; it easily took up the day. Some wanted input on projects that his father had help them start, while others simply wanted to give there condolences. The time grew near however for Edward to meet the Mustif at the Midnight Bar.

The former researcher sat down across from Edward in the bar. The man face was haunted, years of work weighed heavily on him. The man's blue eyes were out of focus yet both rested on Edwards face.

The man's voice was little more than a whisper, more like a quite croak. "You look a lot like Hohenheimyou know? I can guess the reason you wanted to talk to me. The bomb right?"

"Yeah."

"They brought that thing into the labs years ago, at first everyone was excited. It was revolutionary. Everything about it was amazing, yet we didn't know what it was capable of. It was about 6 months ago that we made a breakthrough. We finally cracked the inner shell of the bomb. The part with the Uranium in it. It was then we discovered how powerful the thing could be." The man's shoulders sagged just a little more and he sighed. "You know your father wanted to destroy the thing, I agree with that now. I wish we would have listened to him. I should be glad he got us to dismantle the thing. At least no one can rebuild it easily."

Ed looked up at the researchers eyes. "What do you mean?

"We took the uranium out and sent it somewhere. The main part of the bomb though was left in the labs under Haushofer's mansion."

"Huh?" Ed asked with a slightly confused look on his face. "There was a lab down there too?"

The man nodded, "Yes though not in the same part as the factory. Few people knew the full extent of the underground structures. I suspect that with what happened that nothing has been moved in the past few months."

"So if you could get in there…"

"It should still be in the laboratory wing. Are you going to do what I think you are going to do?"

Ed regarded the man for a minute before deciding to speak. "I'm going to try."

"I left about 6 weeks ago, last I saw of the damn thing, it was packed in a crate for storage in the storage wing. It's the smallest box in there so it should be easy to spot." The man stood to leave and slid a small map to Ed. "I'm leaving for America; maybe I'll see you again someday."

"Yeah, thanks." Ed picked up his coat and stood to leave. They left the bar together, yet Ed went one way and the research the other, never to see each other again.

Later that night…

Alphonse answered the door, his brother stood quietly in the doorway. He had walked slowly from the bar formulating a plan to return to the mansion. Yet most of them seemed like there was a million things to go wrong. Al saw the look on his brother's face, it was similar to his thinking face, but this one was much grimmer. Almost like the one when they had discovered the last ingredient to the Phosphors stone.

"Brother, what is it?" the younger brother asked, shutting the door quietly behind Ed.

"I know where it is… but it may be too late to save this world from its terrible power. They took it apart Al." The look in horror from Al's face told his brother all he needed to know. Alphonse's mind was almost as sharp as Ed's, and was probably a little quicker at putting things together.

"Yeah, Al, I know. What's worse is we were close that night. It's in the mansion, under the west wing of the place." He took out the small map that Mustif had given him, and showed his brother. "A whole freaking wing, almost identical to the hangers, can you believe it?"

Noah's soft voice came from behind Edward. "I can, these people wanted power at almost any cost."

"She's right Ed. This Thule Society wanted power, they were and still are. I doubt that this Haushofer would care. After all he was part of the Nazi's plan to kill or remove all non-Aryans as they call themselves. So don't even think about trying to get his help." Fredric said as he came from behind Noah.

Nadja spoke quietly from a chair in the living room, "We should go soon, but now is not the time. I might be best if you boys and Noah go inside alone. Gypsies such as me and Fredric can distract what guards there are, hopefully giving you the chance to do what you need."

Fredric spoke his opinion, "She's right, we should go tomorrow night. We are all going to need rest before we try this." To Edward it didn't matter, not anymore, his mind was calculating the chances of success with the help of those two distracting the guards. They were much better than without the two's help.

As everyone else went off to plan the groups attack on the mansion, Edward stayed in the small alcove near the door. His mind had moved onto the problem of getting back to his world. Formula's started to form for the circle needed to bring the gate to this world, and the energy needed to cross the gate. His mind could do something his father's couldn't due to the lack of information his father had held. The gate stayed closed to all but those who were dying. His father had proven that when he sacrificed himself to make the gate and it confirmed what Ed had thought when the zeppelin had killed this worlds Edward. The gate could open; Alchemy was possible for those moments, or in his father's case days. The only problem was who would have to die?

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(a/n)- I probably should have put this and the last chapter together. But I was to lazy to do that. I really just have to type up the next two chapters then I can post the remindar of my story. Well wish me luck.