A/N: Ok here is chp 2. I forgot in the last chp but the rating I put I did becuz I have no idea what my ideas may become in the future. But as of right now for what I have planned that fits.
Disclaimer: I do not own fma or any of the characters.
Ed sighed. 5 long hours of studying and nothing seemed relevant to what he was looking for.
Maybe it was impossible? Maybe he would never be able to see her again.
No. He can't think like that. He grabbed another book from the stack and started to read until his eyes could no longer take it.
She fixed herself a cup of tea and sat down by the fire. This was going to be a long night. All day she couldn't stop think about Ed. Now she was going to allow herself to think about him and all the memories they had shared. The good and the bad.
Whatever memory she had.
Ed opened a book to the middle of the page and began to read. This was the last book he had. If he couldn't find anything that meant he had to travel to another place. Although he already knew he did since he and Al still hadn't found the bomb. The bomb still had to come before going back to his world. He knew that. But he wanted to be able to find something soon so as soon as they found the bomb and destroyed it they could return.
But maybe they could never return.
Den whimpered. He looked at his dazed owner. She had tears streaming down her face and a distance look in her eyes.
She was remembering the time when she threw a wrench at his head for coming home with a broken arm and Al being carried in a box.
She wondered if he still had her automail. Or if he had been reckless and broke that to. She wondered if he was even still alive any more.
She tried to concentrate on other things besides worrying if he was alive or dead. But it was so hard.
Ed slammed the last book shut.
There was nothing even close to relevant to getting across to the other world without the gate. Looked like he had to go look for another library that could hold the clue as to how to get back.
Ed stood up preparing to go back to the inn they were staying at.
As he stood up a book by Tim Marco caught his eye. Curiosity took the best of him and he picked up the thick cook book. Seriously what was with this guy and cook books?
He opened up to the middle page.
His eyes grew wide in shock. He jotted down a couple of notes and raced out the door.
Could this be the clue as to how to get back to his world?
A/N: I know its short but I wanted to end it in a cliffy. If you don't remember Tim Marco what the alchemist that made the philosopher stone. So could what he found be involved with the philosopher stone? Or maybe the Tim Marco in this world had a few more things up his sleeve. PLZ R&R!!!