A/N This chapter is more dialogs… much less action than the last one. Ah well, got to move the story line forward sometime. I'm feeling rather listless today, so I'll stop now and get on with the story.

Disclaimer: If I owned FMA, there would be entire episodes following Roy's relationships. Sigh…

"Lets get this clear," Envy said quietly, "If you make any noise I'm taking you back right now- god damn it!" He yelped, pulling his hand away from Riza's mouth, blowing on it. Riza wiped her mouth; perhaps she'd bitten him harder than was needed, but she had a score to settle. Envy slapped her on her already red cheek, before grabbing her face in his hand and forcing her jaw up.

"Now look at me, I don't have time for your crap. I'm here to tell you that if you say anything, you're going right back with me," Envy said quietly. He sounded like he was in a bad mood. "For now you've bought yourself a few month's freedom, I'll be back to negotiate after things settle down. Be a good little girl and you'll be fine, but if you're bad I might just have to punish you." Envy flashed her a look of amusement, taking a moment to enjoy her frustration and hatred. "Is this all clear?"

Riza grabbed his hand, yanking it away from her. "Can I tell Roy? He'll want explanations," she said, forcing calmness into her voice. "He'll start asking questions any day now." Envy stepped up to her, circling his arm around her waist and smiling.

"Alright then," he replied, "But you've got to do something for me too. An eye for an eye, a tongue for a tongue." He pulled her up to him.

Riza shuddered; disgust betraying her expression of would be calm. "Envy, you sick son of-" they both looked up as a noise filled the quiet room. The sound of a key going into the lock on the door and twisting around.

"I'll be back for your end of the bargain," Envy said quietly, staring intently at the door as the key was pulled out of the lock. Then, forming into something black and soft, he slipped out of the window. The doorknob turned and Roy walked in, looking up in surprise.

"You're up already?" He asked, walking over. "We need to go home, Riza, you look pale." He wrapped his arms around her, his warmth comforting. He tried to hold her closer, but Riza shivered, pushing away. An image of Envy entered her mind. He was laughing.

"Lets go," she said quietly, walking with Roy out of the door. Roy couldn't help but sigh. Riza was so… distant. They'd been through so much before; but this seemed different. He could feel her avoiding contact with him as they walked down one of the hallways, always a step or two behind. Roy stopped suddenly, grabbing Riza as she bumped into him.

"Riza, what is it?" he asked desperately, "What's bothering you? I finally get back my wife and she won't even let me hug her, none the less say anything. I'm sorry, I know it's hard for you, but I need to be near you, I need to hear you talk about your day, and I need to know that you really aren't dead, because you sure as hell aren't acting like it!" Riza was surprised, somewhat disturbed. What could she tell him? I just accidentally promised Envy a booty call? I might become a fucking lab rat? Riza settled for leaning into Roy, unable to force on a smile. Roy hugged her, clutching the fabric of the oversized tee shirt she still wore.

"I love you Roy," she said quietly, "But I need some time. I'll tell it all to you… when I can. I can't give you anymore than that. I love you." Roy sighed, stroking her hair.

"Lets go," he replied, leading her to the door and outside to a military issue car. Riza followed him gratefully, unable to resist his touch, and at the same time unable to accept it. She felt… almost tainted. She'd been marked.

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Roy woke up early the next morning, shutting off his alarm as quick as he could. Riza hadn't woken up yet. He got up, getting dressed, scribbled out a quick note, and left. It wasn't until about noon that Riza actually did wake up, her mouth pasty and uncomfortable. She rolled over onto her side, too tired to bother getting up. Her eyes wandered lazily to her clock, pausing there. Sitting up, rubbing her eyes Riza looked around, taking a second look to her clock. "Noon?" she yelled, jumping up on instinct, before sitting back down. She looked to Roy's desk; there was a note on it.

"What's this?" Riza thought out loud, filling the void of silence. She picked it up, reading it. Riza smiled, sighing.

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"I think I'll go visit Ed," Roy said, getting up from his desk. The papers could wait; they weren't due for another hour or two anyways. No one made any moves to stop him as he walked out of his office and down the hallways. When Roy got there, Ed was sitting up in his bed, reading a book. "Hey Ed," Roy said, smiling weakly as he sat down. "How's it going?"

"They're letting me out in a few days," Ed replied, making a dog-ear on the side of the page he was on and putting the book down on his lap. "Got stitches this morning, I'll be fine. I won't get my bandages off yet though, and I'll still need more recovery time, so don't go losing Riza again for another few months okay?" Roy grinned at the news.

"Listen Edward, I should never have put you in that position, I'm sorry," Roy stated, getting it off of his chest.

"You know… you're a real bastard Roy," Ed said back, smiling as well, "But there's something about you that keeps me from punching you every day; I think I know why everyone's so loyal to you now. But, in return for my help, tell me how Riza's doing. And what happened."

"I'm not even sure myself," Roy replied, "She's doing really well. Things are still a bit awkward, but I think it'll all work out in the end. I'm just… I'm so relieved."

"So Roy, when are you going back?" Ed asked after a minute or two of silence.

"I don't know," Roy replied solemnly, "I… I don't know."

"You need to go as soon as you can," Ed said, looking out of the window, "While she's still weak. Before the end of the week Mustang, you need to do this."

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Riza paced back and forth. Roy had already left, and had told her to stay home. What with everyone thinking she was dead, she had little choice. She jumped as the phone rang, relieved at something to do. "Hello?" she asked, picking up the phone.

"Riza? Is everything alright?" Roy asked. Riza smiled to herself at hearing his voice.

"Yeah, it's great over here. Black Hayate's keeping me company," she laughed. "When are you getting back?"

"Probably about six or so, Riza, I need to know what happened while you were away, I can't talk about it anymore until I get back. I need to go, I'll see you tonight okay?" Roy's voice fizzed over the phone line. Riza bit her lip, losing her voice for a moment.

"Yeah, sure," she finally replied, "I love you." Roy was halfway through saying the same thing when Riza hung up the phone. "Before it was rape," she said quietly to herself, "But now I have a choice. But… now I have a choice." She sat back down on the bed they shared, and buried her face into her pillow, sobbing.

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Sloth walked into the flat, bringing with her a sack of groceries. "She's alive," She said quietly to Envy who was laying on the couch. He cocked his head up.

"Which one?"

Roy, worlds away, sat back down at his desk, his mind wandering. It was raining outside.

A/N Not my best chapter, but more setting up for others. I'm eating Sticky Toffee Pudding Haagen-Dazs ice cream; did anyone else see the special on that on the food channel? It is delicious. I am ranting. I'll update soon as I get my next chance, school's started, so that won't be as often as I'd like, but such is life. Goodnight.