Sorry it's been so long since an update! Please enjoy chapter 4!

Hawkeye lifted herself onto Mustang's desk and cross her legs. She put her hands either side of her and tilted her head to one side. How long would she have to pretend that she didn't realise what she was doing? Surely the colonel wasn't dense enough to not have realised that she was behind this? On no occasion would she join a coup or silly rebellion unless the colonel ordered her to, and with good reason. But this time it was personal. He must understand that at least.

"I've filled in all of your paperwork, sir." She said placidly. "The only ones left to do are the ones that require your signature." She took in his expression. From the blank look and the direction his eyes were gazing, she could tell that he hadn't heard a word.

"Sir?" She uncrossed her legs and hopped to the floor.

"Yes, lieutenant?!" Mustang snapped back to reality.

"What would you like me to do with the other pieces of paperwork?"

"Just leave them on my desk, Hawkeye." The colonel huffed. He fixed his eyes on the ground and wandered over to sit at his desk. He looked up to find Havoc still stood tentatively at the doorway. He glanced over at Hawkeye who was busy with papers then, as if he thought he was being naughty while his mother's back was turned, scuttled over to ask Havoc what he was doing.

"Why are you standing in the door like a buffoon?!" Mustang whispered angrily.

"I don't want to look, sir!"

"Look at what, Havoc?!"

"Hawkeye's leg's sir! It's just wrong! She's one of my best comrades and I've never really thought of her as a woman, sir!" Havoc's eyes were fixed on the floor. Mustang did not understand at all.

"What's wrong with you, man?!" He growled under his breath. "This is a once in a lifetime chance! We may never get an opportunity this good again! Especially not if the men carry on lounging about and not doing their duties! We may have to ban mini-skirts, Havoc!" Mustang whispered passionately.

"No!" Havoc breathed in disbelief.

"YES!" Mustang nodded gravely.

"Then by all means, sir! I shall humbly partake in watching Hawkeye work! Cigarette?"

"I wouldn't normally Havoc, but as they say, desperate times call for desperate measures." Mustang and Havoc lit their cigarettes and boldly re-entered the colonel's office. They were in for an interesting afternoon.

*

"Hey Ed! Wake up! We're here!" Ed's eyes snapped open at the sound of his younger brother's voice. They'd managed to catch a train a day early which meant that their research would be completed even quicker. Plus, if central military didn't know they were there yet they could relax a little before they were guarded from anything and everything.

The Elric brothers meandered off the emerald green steam engine and along the train platform, into the bright central sunshine.

"It's a nice day, huh Al? It almost seems a shame to waste the sunshine on a stuffy day in the library." Ed stretched his arms above his head, his brain was still full of sleep.

"Maybe we should go for a walk before we settle down and study." Al suggested. "We have been travelling a while."

"Yeah, perhaps you're right." The small, red coated alchemist tapped his brother affectionately on his hollow metal arm. "We could do with some sightseeing! Where do you wanna head off to first?"

"I don't know, we've never really looked around central properly. We always have something urgent to do, or people we have to meet." Al shrugged.

"Or crazed evil psychopaths to fight." Ed finished. "Ah, well. Maybe we should just head of to see the colonel. He'll be glad we're here a day early even if it is just so he can irritate me for an extra twenty four hours." The Elric brothers began their quick walk to central military headquarters. Perhaps, just perhaps, if they'd realised what was going on within the military, what horrors were at work. Maybe they'd have decided to keep a low profile until the next day. But this was not the case.

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