'Sorry it took so long. I kind a got grounded off the internet. Ha, ha so…here we go.
Chapter Five
"Rockbell auto mail shop, how may I help you?"
"H…hi Winry."
"Oh Al, how are you? Are you both doing okay?"
Al bent his head low, staring at the floor, the phone still in he grasps. He thought all night of what to say to Winry. It took three hours, but only two solved, without her crying.
"Um Winry, there's something I need to tell you."
"Yes Al, what is it?"
"You need to come to Central, granny too. Also wear something black." There was silence for awhile. Al spoke, but Winry interrupted.
"Al…what happen?" There was sadness in her voice.
She was always worrying about them, ought about them every day. When they came to visit, her face would bright up, well, until she saw Ed's auto mail, then, her face was like an angry tiger.
"What happened, Al!" Winry was now very angry, she wanted to know now.
"Ed is…" Al started. He looked up at the ceiling, just like Ed when he was sad.
"…Dead."
On the other side, Al heard a scream, followed by crying. The sound of Granny Pinako asking Winry what's wrong and little sniffles.
"Al…see you there."
"Ok. Oh, it's tomorrow, just to tell you."
"Thanks." The conversation ended with a click of the phone.
Al stared out the window for most of the night. He wondered what would have happened if he got there sooner, but nothing he thought made any sense.
A knock came to the door, around ten, at night. Al hesitated for awhile before answering.
"Come in." Maes Hughes walked in, with a small smile across his face.
"Hey, Al. Just came to chat, and to see how you're doing."
"Thanks." Al turned to face him, trying to sound happy.
"Al, what's wrong." Maes knew Al, way too much. He could tell when Al was sad, happy or both.
Al burst.
"What do you mean 'what's wrong?" I just lost my only brother to a person thought I could trust.
Maes stayed quiet for a moment. He walked over to the window, watching the people get cabs and meeting their, friends, family.
"I know how you feel, Al."
"No you don't" Al sounded like he was crying.
"Yes I…" Al didn't want to hear anymore.
"No you don't. I lost my brother to a low life…" Al was cut off.
"Yes I do!" Maes was crying. His face red with anger, and was glowing in the light from the tears.
"I lost two of my best friends! They were the people who I talked to a work! Now there are both gone!" Al was in shock. He was never yelled a by Lieutenant Colonel Hughes.
"Maes took a deep breath in, letting it out very slowly. H placed his navy blue, military, hat upon his head. The tears still rolling slowly down his face.
"What do you mean 'both gone'. Roy's just going to jail isn't he?" Al said, eyes focused on the couch where Edward us to sleep.
Maes walked past Al, hitting the coffee table as he did. Grabbing the handle of the door, and spoke up.
"I forgot to tell you. Roy's going to get an interrogation and we have to wait for the Furre's decision." He left the room leaving the armored soil behind.
'Okay…I think that's good, How about you? Chapter Six is coming soon. (I hope)
Oh yeah, Thanks for the reviews.'