Chapter Twelve

When Jean and Riza got back to base they carefully approached the General's tent. Jean 'knocked' and announced who was there. Roy granted them permission to come in.

"Why do you feel the need to disturb me at this hour?" Roy questioned looking sleepy.

"We wanted to let you know that we are engaged," Riza blurted out.

Mustang sat up for this totally alert.

"You are what now?"

"Engaged Sir it just happened tonight. We just wanted to inform you," Jean said looking at his future best man.

"I see well thank you for telling me. Go to your tents or tent if you prefer it that way."

Both of the subordinates left thanking their lucky stars that Roy had been in a good mood and half asleep. If it wasn't for those triplets then they [robably would have been yelled at. Roy was coming along quite nicely and they would find out the gender of the babies next week. This was exciting new because Roy could now start coming up with names for the children that he was carrying. Riza and Jean proceeded to their tent and fell asleep.

(One week later at the hospital)

Roy was laying on the table at the doctor's office the ultrasound scanner on his abdomen. He looked at the monitor and smiled at the three fetuses that resided in the picture. 'Today is the day that I get to find out the gender of my babies,' he thought proudly a tear escaping from his eye. Soon the procedure was over and Roy got cleaned up while Dr. Tom looked at the ultrasound.

"Well this will be good news for the man," the doctor said looking at the pictures. He showed them to Adam who had requested to be a part of this research pregnancy team. The research into how this had happened had been heavy and there was still not much evidence. They figured that Roy would have to have a C-section since there seemed not natural way that the babies could be born. Both men ran out into the waiting room to tell the mother, er father, what the gender of his triplets were.

"Now do you want the good news or the bad news?" Dr. Tom asked.

"The bad news," Roy said resting his chin in his palm looking weary.

"There isn't any!" Dr. Tom exclaimed.

"Why they hell would you pretend there Is bad news and doesn't that go into the good news category? Never mind just give me the good news."

"These are some of the healthiest babies I have ever seen. You are taking very good care of them. And their genders are…"

Just then a nurse rushed in panting. She took a moment to catch her breath and then looked right at Roy.

"Phone for you Sir. It's Riza Hawkeye on the line. Sounds urgent."

Roy dashed to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello Riza?"

"Yes Roy it's me I don't mean to disturb you from your ultrasound, but we're under attack."

"We're WHAT?" Roy asked incredulously. They couldn't be under attack. Who would want to attack them. They were just a training camp.

"Yes we're under attack now I suggest you get back here. I can't command these soldiers all day."

"I'll be there momentarily Riza just hold on."

"What is all the fuss about?" Dr. Tom asked.

"We are under attack I must go," Roy said.

"Hold on a second Roy I don't think that it would be advisable for you to fight in this condition. It would be bad for the babies."

"These are my men and it is a duty to my country that I protect them. I have to do this don't you understand? If the military finds out about all of this I will lose everything now I am going and there is no stopping me do you hear?" Roy shouted grabbing his blue jacket and pulling it on.

"But…." The doctor was cut off by Roy walking out of the hospital and to his car.

"The base as fast as you can there is a situation. We are under attack," Roy barked at the driver.

"Yes sir fast as I can," the soldier in the driver seat said and sped off.

The car reached the base about ten minutes later and Mustang rushed out of the car towards the camp. While running he pulled his gloves out and put them on his hands ready for anything that was to come their way. He rushed across the training grounds to the far north of the camp running out of breath as he got there. He saw someone at walking up and down the lines of soldiers yelling at them and giving commands. Roy smiled to himself he knew that voice anywhere. It was Hawkeye. She was doing an excellent job and the soldiers were holding off the invading troops. Roy kept running until Hawkeye looked over. She smiled as she saw him and yelled at the soldiers that the General was indeed here and would be taking over command for her. The soldiers looked behind them and indeed saw Roy running toward them. He stopped when he got there and took a few deep breathes before looking at every one of the soldiers. He then stood and looked out at the enemy. He gulped at what he saw. There were approximately 10,000 Drachman troops facing the small encampment. This scared Roy because that meant the troops had found a way over or around the Briggs mountain range. And what was even worse was the fact that this probably wasn't all of the troops. Olivier wasn't weak and she would have staved off many troops. This also meant that their northern neighbors had broken the treaty. This was going to be a nasty fight.

"Sir do you really think you should be fighting? With the babies and all?" Hawkeye questioned looking at her superior.

"This is no time to baby me Hawkeye the troops are fast approaching and they need me. The babies will be fine I assure you. Stop worrying about me so much and go command the troops on the eastern side while I command the ones here."

"Yes sir," Riza saluted and ran off.

"Soldier prepare to shoot," Roy telled at the troop part he was commanding. All the soldiers cocked their guns and hoisted them onto their shoulders. They all looked at Roy who was standing on top of wall which was made out of sandbags since the training camp had had nothing else. Roy looked out over the field where the Drachman forces were marching. They would have to fire in.

"Ready, aim," all the soldiers straightened a little bit and looked over the barrier , "FIRE!" Roy yelled and bullets whizzed past him. Soldiers fromt eh other side fell like cans being shot. 'This army may be large but it is not strong,' Roy thought. "AGAIN! Take your aim. FIRE!" Roy shouted. Bullets flew past him again knocking out many enemy soldiers. The soldiers went on firing throughout the rest of the day. All the while the intimidating image of the General stood above them. With each successive yell to fire Roy's voice grew even weaker. Late afternoon Roy looked down at his troops. They were hopelessly tired looking. One of the soldiers looked up at Roy. It hurt Roys heart to see the tired pleading in his man's eyes. Roy knew he had to do something to help the soldiers. He raised his voice once again. "Ready, aim FIRE." He shouted. And this time when the bullets flew past there was real fire to accompany the word. A blast was sent out over the Drachman troops. When the blast cleared the soldiers looked out over the wall to see the damage.

"Why the hell didn't you do that earlier?" one of the soldiers questioned seeing the now hundreds of enemies lying dead.

"You didn't need my help that badly earlier," Roy replied looking out over the battle field. Hundreds of bodies were strewn everywhere. The ones that had been shot by his soldiers had blood dripping out of their hearts. There were about a hundred more that weren't even bleeding. 'They're just…cooked,' Roy thought lacking another term to describe the soldiers he had just taken out. He couldn't even count the number of soldiers that he had taken out. He kept ordering his men to fire and he kept following the last word with the actual thing. Battalion after battalion of the enemy went down. The soldiers grew even more tired but they dare not give up. They would fight into the night and the next morning if they had to. They would fight until the other army was defeated or they all lay dead behind the wall that they had made. Night was soon approaching and Mustang looked out over the field. He saw all the bodies of the dead soldiers that they had slain. Thousands shot down bleeding from various wounds some dying htta slow painful death that only an untended bullet wound can bring. Others shot down through the chest or head who had had the luxury of dying instantaneously and without pain. He looked at the hundreds more that were black and charred. The ones that he had killed. He looked over to where Hawkeye was standing and saw her talking to one of the enemy soldiers. 'Hawkeye what the hell are you doing?' Mustang thought. He then saw them shake hands and his brow knotted in fury and confusion. He didn't have time to question it though as one of the soldiers came running towards him.

"Hawkeye was just talking to an ambassador from the other side. She agreed with them that we would have peace during the nights," the exhausted soldier panted to Mustang. He looked at the General waiting for an answer.

"Very well. Tell Riza though that next time she decides to make a deal it must and I mean must be passed by me also," Roy stated.

"Yes sir," the soldier saluted and ran off to tell Riza what Roy had told her. Seconds later the fighting stopped. Just as Roy thought all was well and they could win the battle the next day Fuery ran out.

AN: I was going to make this chapter really really long…..like 4000 words but then I decided to end it here and keep you guessing….I'm so mean