Unknown to Riza, Oliver stopped by her room when she didn't go to the hall for dinner to check up on her. Riza was the only other female at Briggs apart from the Doctor. So Oliver went into Riza's room after dinner to find her in a deep sleep. She took off her boots and jacket and let her hair down, then repositioned her on the bed. Oliver stood there admiring the beauty in front of her until she realised what she was doing and left. Leaving a note on the bedside table. Riza woke up the following morning to find that her boots and her Military jacket had been taken off and her hair clip was sitting on the table beside her bed. She flung the bed sheet off and stood up in confusion. 'I don't remember taking them off' she thought to herself. Riza washed and changed into a clean uniform and grabbed her hair clip from the bedside table. There was a small piece of paper next to it that said 'Breakfast will be at 4:30am' the writing was neat and curvy. It was clearly handwriting of another female.

It was 4:40am when Riza finished getting ready. She was walking towards the Mess Hall as soldiers smiled and nodded their heads to the blonde. It's not often they get to see a woman in the Fort. There was Oliver but no one dared to step out of rank in fear of being thrown out in the cold or being sent to the infirmary, which she has done on many occasions. Riza would often get a whistle when she walked past a large group of soldiers which made her feel uncomfortable.

She sat down in the hall and ate her breakfast. Their wasn't many people left as they had already eaten, but there was still a handful of men in the hall. She grew more and more uncomfortable as they stared at her from their tables. At this point she had enough and left for Oliver's office. She stopped as she came to the doors of Armstrong's office. She knocked but their was no answer so she sat and waited on a chair opposite the office door. Ten minutes had past when she heard the sound of steady footsteps in the hallway. She stood and gave a salute as Major General walked towards her "At ease Lieutenant" Riza dropped her hand to her side. Her heart rate slowly began to rise. "It's 4:53, your 7 minutes early" the elder blonde stated. Oliver unlocked her office door and walked in, she held the door open and gestured for Riza to come in.

The two blondes sat there and went over the mission plans and training. Oliver spoke calmly as she handed Riza a document. "There is a small camp of Drachman soldiers to the north east. We've kept an eye on them for a couple of weeks but they are increasing in numbers. There is a large number of weaponry in this camp which is breaking the non-aggravation treaty that we have in place." She paused to let the blonde take it all in. "We are gathering a team to take them out. This is were you come in. With your extraordinary skills as a sniper, we need you to provide cover for our ground soldiers." Riza nodded showing that she understood what she had to do.

"And the training Ma'am?" Riza asked making sure she wasn't stepping out of rank.

"Training will start today. We need you to be able to cope with the snow and ice. You will also have to take our fitness test. The last thing we need are soldiers slowing us down, and with you coming from Central you need to be trained" Oliver not wanting to come across as rude, but failing miserably. She always found it difficult to take other people's emotions into consideration. Especially when they were Riza's. She never noticed until the night before, that every time she saw the young blonde, her heart felt unnatural. Her heart rate would elevate and she would seem to grow more attached when around Hawkeye.

"Ok Ma'am" Riza said professionally waiting for more information.

"You'll be working closely with the mission team as you all will be training together, the team consists of our top six soldiers, you Lieutenant as our sniper, and myself as the commander. We'll start training soon after this briefing and we will do so for the next two and a half weeks, so be prepared."

"Yes Ma'am"

The training varied. Some days it was fitness training, others were endurance, some were even learning survival guides and tips to help you survive in the cold conditions. Training sessions would occasionally be held outside of the Fort in the snow. Riza found this difficult as she was not used to this. Oliver often helped Riza out by giving her tips on how to move quickly in deep snow and how to camouflage into the surroundings. They became quite close as they would often pair up in the fitness and endurance sessions when needed. Helping each other when doing sit ups, and when using the weights. Riza was surprisingly strong when it came to using the weights that even Oliver was slightly shocked. But she still couldn't match the Ice Queens strength.

It had been two weeks and the team has almost finished their training. There were four days left until they set out on their mission. Riza was finding the training sessions tough, but being so close to Oliver's hot and sweaty body almost everyday was even tougher and was driving her crazy. She wanted to tell Oliver how she felt but kept biting her tongue each time in fear of rejection. Unaware that Oliver was also fighting her heart every time she saw Hawkeye.

During their core fitness session Oliver was helping Riza with her sit ups in a separate room from the other soldiers. Muscles contracting and relaxing in Riza's abdomen. Being in a sports bra, shorts, and an unzipped jacket to hide her back, Oliver had a perfect view of Riza's body. Her body toned and glistening in sweat. 'I shouldn't be looking at her like this, I'm her superior officer' Oliver reprimanded herself.

Riza's heart rate was increasing and so was Oliver's. Oliver was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and with every sit up Riza had a near perfect view of Oliver's breasts hanging from her chest, hitting and bouncing one another as she moved. The tension between them reached almost breaking point. With every sit up their eyes wandered and explored each other's bodies. Their faces gradually getting closer and closer. Their lips just inches apart. Looking into each other's eyes unable to look away. Their hearts like drums almost bursting out of their chests. At this point Riza didn't care anymore as she moved her hand to caress Oliver's cheek. Slowly edging closer towards her plumb lips. They could almost taste it. They both wanted it to happen.

There was a knock at the door of the room they were in. It was one of the mission team soldiers. Oliver rested her forehead on Riza's in frustration then got up. She opened the door violently "What is it?!" She asked, her voice harsh and cold.

"The scouts are back with information Ma'am" the scared soldiers spoke.

"Well tell me!" She said growing more and more frustrated with the situation.

"Well, ermm, one of the scouts overheard the Drachman soldiers say that they will be planing on attacking in the next few days"

"Tell the rest of the mission team, we're leaving tomorrow morning at dawn" the elder blonde spoke more seriously. The soldier left to tell the rest of the team. Oliver looked back to see Riza still sitting on the floor. Oliver gave a small sigh and helped Riza up.

"Best we get some rest then" Riza spoke softly but disappointment laced her words. Oliver just nodded and they walked towards their rooms in an awkward silence. They came to Oliver's room first. She unlocked and opened her door.

"See you in the morning Ma'am" Riza said as she started to walk to her own room. That's when Oliver grabbed Riza's arm and pulled her into her room, closing her door behind her and pinning Riza to the wall. Oliver just stared into Riza's eyes, not sure on what to do next. Riza was shocked, but Oliver's sudden movements made her heart skip.

"We're not finished yet, Riza" Oliver said. Her heart beating so fast causing two beads of sweat to form on her temple. Riza smirked and placed her hand on Oliver's cheek once again. This time there were no interruptions. Their lips inched closer and closer, still looking into each other's eyes. Riza's eyes slowly closed as she pressed her lips against Oliver's.

Oliver's eyes widened as all of her senses burst. She grabbed Riza's hips and pulled them closer, deepening their kiss. Their tongues danced in their mouths like a perfectly choreographed Pas de Deux. Oliver's brain lost control of her body's movements, her heart was now taking the lead. They broke their kiss as they gasped for air. They slowly made their way towards the bed. Riza taking control of the situation as she has more experience in this area. She pushed Oliver down on the bed and straddled her hips. Leaning down for another deep kiss. Riza moved her lips away from Oliver's and they was now exploring her neck causing Oliver to moan. She moved up to her jawline then nibbled on her ear.

Riza sat up and grabbed the bottom of Oliver's shirt lifting it up and over Oliver's head, then dumping it on the floor. Oliver sat up, still with Riza sitting comfortably on her lap. Riza watched as Oliver took her bra off, she smiled at the size thinking 'Wow she is Breasty' and lent in for another kiss. This time it was deep and rough, Riza's tongue fighting for dominance as she cupped Oliver's breasts, causing Oliver to break their lips away and gasp. Her breathing became heavy as Riza played with her nipples. Pinching and tugging at the pink buds. Gently kissing and sucking the skin on her neck. Oliver's groin throbbing, aching for more. She grabbed Riza's ass and pulled her closer, arching her back wanting more. One hand wandering up Riza's back and up to the back of her neck. She felt it was time for her to take the lead. Licking the side of Riza's neck up to the base of her ear, earning a whimper from the younger blonde. Kissing and sucking the skin on her neck while starting to unzip Riza's jacket. Hearts drumming at their chests and temperatures rising.

Riza stopped Oliver from going further. Oliver looked in confusion, and slid her hands underneath Riza's jacket and groped Riza's breasts. "There's nothing wrong with them, I have mine out" Oliver said softly, trying to reassure her.

"It's not that" Riza turned her head and looked down. She's scared that her tattoo and scars would make her seem ugly. She's had many women leave her because of it. She really liked Oliver so she thought that hiding her back would be better. So she didn't have to face rejection once again.

"Then what is it?" Oliver asked growing more confused. "You can tell me" she said slowly sliding her hands down from her breasts and round to her back to bring the blonde closer for warm embrace. Riza grabbed Oliver's hands and pushed them away, standing up as she moved.

"I ermm, better go" Riza left the room leaving Oliver sitting on her bed, confused to what just unfolded in front of her. 'Crap! What did I do wrong?' Oliver asked herself.

So yeah, that happened. Don't worry this isn't the end, I will post the next chapter as soon as I can. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Thanks for reading.

(Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of it's characters)