Hello!!!! Yeah… I'm bored. I'm writing this during my week off. More like the last day of my week off. DEPRESSING!!!TT.TT….Oh well…I like weekends just fine. But I do wish it would stop snowing. That's not so handy. All I want is to work. I need money so I don't have to steal books. Sigh.

I won't be able to update at all because Fanfiction can't adapt quick enough. It's not compatible with a vista. saddness

Disclaimer: I forgot to mention that I don't actually own the title of the last chapter. It's the beginning of that old quote. And the name of Ashley, Page, Eli, and Hazel's band from Degrassi. Yeah I know. Pathetic, right? But that's really the only teen show I watch. But I don't even watch that now. I pretty much hate Television. I like the computer and books. After my favorite animes ended, it serves no purpose except to show me the news, comedians, DVDs, and to spin in circles in the air demonically. My home life is pretty interesting, don't you think?

Chapter Twenty Seven
I'm Not Okay

Hawkeye felt sick. She wasn't sure if this registered as an attack against the military or not considered both state alchemists and civilians and alike were missing. She just wished she was more unfamiliar all of the victims than she was. Every victim she knew. She had been given control of Mustang's jurisdiction until a replacement could be sent out, which could be weeks. She hoped that everyone would be found before then.

"Ma'am?" Riza turned to find Havoc knocking cautiously on the door with his head poking in. "Are you okay, Riza?"

She smiled. He could be court marshaled for such flippant speech towards a superior officer; it was the same as insubordination. She took a deep breath and smiled sadly. "Yes, Lieutenant, I am fine."

"Then, why aren't acting like it?" He walked into Mustang's office and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's okay to act how you feel, Riza."

She shook her head and looked out the window once again. "No, I have to keep a strong front. What would everyone think if the person in charge turned into a blubbering fool? I don't have the luxury to find out."

Havoc turned her to face him. "I'm not anyone you have to worry about ratting you out. It's okay to be yourself in front of me. I know I feel the same. We all do. We all are as worried as you are. Both Breda and Fuery went home early. I couldn't let them lose their composure in front of everyone. I couldn't do that to them, so I authorized their early dismissal. I do hope that's okay."

Riza sighed. "It's fine, Jean, you know it is."

"We're the only ones still in the building, considering Falman is still on sick leave to tend to his mother. It's okay to let out your emotions to me, not only am I your subordinate; I am also your friend."

She took a deep breath, shaking as she did so. "I…scared, Jean." She turned to face him, tears pricking her eyes. "I don't want to lose him. I…I love him, Jean, I don't want him to be gone."

Havoc gathered her in his arms and held her tight. "I know you do, but we're going to find him." It almost seemed to Riza that he was trying to convince himself, along with her.

Riza nodded halfheartedly. "I know, but what if we don't? I don't want to be alone! I…I didn't even get the chance to be with him, I can't give him up now!"

"Then don't lose hope." She looked at him and he smiled. "Don't give up your dream." He added a bit of mocking to his tone and smiled foolishly. "Don't let him get away this easy!"

She nodded and squeezed him tight. "Thank you, Lieutenant."

He released her and saluted superficially. "As always, Ma'am." He turned on his heal and left.

I know this was short and seemed Riza/Havoc, but it wasn't. He was comforting her. Thant's it. They're friends….that's all. This was shorter than chapters four and seven. I don't know whether or not I should draw Hawkeye in or not…I'll leave it up to you guys. Give me your opinions, I want them. I need them. Oh Baby, Oh Baby…