"Oh Colonel Mustang sir, I didn't expect you to be waiting for me." Winry stammered, firmly coming over to shake the man's hand.

"What kind of person would I be to leave a lovely young lady alone here?" He joked, leading her to the front desk.

Winry yawned, expecting to have to deal with medical insurance for whoever was in the medical care room she was about to visit, and after the consultant at the front desk had asked her her name and current age and residence, she took the question up with the black haired man next to her.

"Now tell me, who are we here to see?" She firmly asked, hoping he wouldn't keep her guessing for too long or the anticipation might have well killed her.

"Why is it that you've not told me?"

She asked again, but Roy silently jotted down his own name on the clipboard the consultant had given him and gazed down at the small yellow post-it note the lady had given him.Quietly he sighed and look towards the blue eyed girl.

"Well why don't we go find out." Mustang smirked, handing her the note.

'Room 206, patient 77.'

"But room 200-205...thats in the intensive care unit isnt it!" Winry exclaimed, knowing full well where the room was, because she was taken care of so many automail clients who resided in those dreadful rooms.

"Seems so." Mustang said, a slight smile still tugged at his lips.

Winry's breath had caught in her throat, whoever was in that room, must be in a terrible condition, and for Mustang to call her up here personally and tell her...

Winry and Mustang walked hurriedly down the hospital's west wing hallway for a couple minutes as pure silence took over them, only the shuffling of there own feet could be heard as they walked towards the room.

"You still haven't answered my question Colonel." Winry said, stopping at the said room of the mystery paitent.

Mustang said nothing more, but opened the heavy door to the hospital room.

"I'll be at the office building if you need anything more." The man said, handing her a Business card type slip with a phone number scribbled neatly on it.

Winry whisper her thanks as she watched the tired man walk back the way they had come.

"Unusual." The blonde woman muttered under her breath, shutting the door behind her and turning towards the body laying in the bed.

Winry's eyes widened as she gazed at the fagile body laying on the hospital cot.

Thin Gold locks of hair spilled over the man's shoulders and onto the white pillows, his motionless body sprawled under the thin sheets and comforter, his face expressionless as he slept .

A light snore escaped the man.

"Edward."

Winry could feel tears welling in her eyes as she came closer to him, the heart rate moniter showing his irregular pulse, slow and weak.A faint beeping noice signalled he was still alive.

Winry hadn't noticed her hands had begun to shake, her face becoming wet from her on her knees, Winry bent over the side of the bed, and sobbed at his chest.Thinking she was putting more pressure on his already battered body, she quickly regained herself, pulled her weight off the sleeping man, wiping the tears spilling from her pale blue eyes.

"Winry?" Another man's voice came from behind her.

Sniffling, Winry turned to see a light haired man, taller and more built than she, with a worried look on his face.

A smile surfaced.

"My god AL!" Winry shrieked, jumping into his arms laughing into his shoulder.

"I can't believe..." Winry Smiled, but her sadden expression washed away qiuckly noticing that the young man had begun to cry.

"I've missed you." He said, embracing her tightly, sobbing into her shoulder.

"We...should've...I should've...Winry...i'm sorry." He cried out, racking sobs overtaking him.

"Alphonse..." Winry managed to spit out, before wrapping her arms around the sadden boy.

"Please...I need to know what has happen."

wow gosh these cliffhangers really are too much eh?

well im really happy this story hasn't gotten a flame yet.

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