Tsume-n-carnet: I'm really sorry that last chapter was so crappy, but, like I said, it was 3:30 am at the time and I just wanted to get it posted. But I'm wide awake now so this chapter will be alot better! (hopefully) so here it is! Also sorry if I spell any character name's wrong... feel free to point those out!

The News

Roy paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital wing, his boots clicking on the tile floors. Doctors and nurses would walk by him calmly, knowing exactly why the Colonel was pacing in front of this particular room, and they all figured it was best not to bother him. A very important person to the Colonel was lying in that room, hanging onto life from the wound she'd recieved. Second Liuetenant Jean Havoc slumped in a waiting chair while M.S.G. Kain Fuery read a book in the seat to the liuetenant's left.

Falman had volunteered to go to Riza's house once he'd heard what had happened, wanting to watch over Hayate for her. The pup wouldn't do well on its own for too long. Hymens Breda had gone to inform other military personel, such as Liuetenant Colonel Maes Hughes who was at home and the Elric brother's staying in the military dorms.

Roy looked up hopefully everytime the hospital room door swung open, but was always dissapointed as any nurses or doctors exiting and entering the room were too rushed to give him a report.

"Chief, maybe you should sit down before you wear a rut in the floor," Havoc said sleepily from his seat. He immediately regretted the comment when Roy spun to face him, not looking too happy either.

"How can you expect me to sit down right now?" he demanded furiously. Havoc shrunk into his chair, noticing for the first time that Roy still had his ignition gloves on. Roy turned away from him muttering something Havoc was glad he couldn't hear.

'Honestly!' Roy thought, resuming his vigorous pacing, 'How can those two be so damn calm!'

He hadn't noticed that while Havoc was slumped, his eyes remained tightly fixed on the door of the hospital room... he had barely blinked within the last half-hour. And Fuery wasn't going to get much reading done with his book upside down like that. Eventually, Hughes and the Elric brothers made it, but found nothing better to do than occupy a few more waiting chairs.

Roy'sownmind was racing, every nerve within him was on edge, there was no way he would be able to relax, not until he knew Riza would be ok.Thegrouphad been in that hallway for two-and-a-half hoursalmost, Roy pacing the entire time. Havoc hadtalkedEd into a game of cards. The olderElric brother had all but cleaned Jean outbefore an exhausted looking doctor finally emerged from the room. At this point they'd been in the hall for a full four hours. Havoc,Hughes, Ed,Aland Fuery snapped tothier feet, eager for news,but the doctor motioned for only Roy to follow him. They walked until they were out of earshot from the other officers.

"How is she?" Roy asked nervously, dreading the answer he might recieve. The doctor sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Stable. Her life-signs have returned to normal and she's breathing without aide now. Luckily, there wasn't too much internal bleeding and we were able to clean out the bullet and close the wound," he answered. "She'll probably recover in a few weeks."

Roy felt a mix of emotions flood through him. He was happy beyond belief that Riza was alive and all, but why did it seem like the doctor was about to break some really bad new?

"Colonel... Ms. Hawkeye," the doctor started, before sighing again.

"What is it?" Roy asked sternly. HE WANTED AN ANSWER DAMN IT!

"The bullet did some damage to the brain that we couldn't repair. It is safe to say, that when Ms. Hawkeye wakes, she will most likely not be able to remember anything about before... about anything in her previous life," the doctor said. "She's lost her memory... and it's most likely permanent. We won't really know enough to make a diagnosis on her amnesia until she wakes up... but that part of her brain took too much damage. Even if it's just partial, she'll loose a significant amount of hermemory."

(a/n: did that make sense to you? It made sense to me... anyway!)

Roy just stared at the doctor before him. Riza had amnesia? Roy couldn't speak, he could hardly even think, he just stood there. The doctor rambled on about something like "slight chance it could come back" and "may help to see friends" but all Roy could think at that moment was...

'She won't remember me?' the thought scared him because he knew the answer. No. She wouldn't remember any of them... at all, and it was his fault. It was his fault! Roy was vaguely aware of Hughes taking his arm and leading him to a chair, but his thoughts were consumed by Riza. All her threats, her jabs, her blunt statements, her dissaproval, her laugh... he would never hear any of those... at least not in the same way... agian. Roy looked up as Maes laid a hand on his shoulder and shook him gently. Roy's onyx eyes met with green understanding and gentleness as Maes smiled saddly.

"The doctor said he'll only let one of us in to seeHawkeye right now... and we all think it should be you, Roy," Hughes said gently. Roy swallowed hard, nodded,and stood to enter the room. He took a deep breath, and prepared himself for the worst.

Riza's pale form occupied the hospital bed, a white bandage wrapped tightly around her head. Her eyes were shut and her breathing was easy as the methodical sound of a beep radiated from a heart monitor near the bed. The nurse who was in there at the time nodded to the Colonel, and then, finishing up her duties, left the two alone. Roy's hands shook as he pulled a chair up to the bed, his eyes never leaving Riza's face. Other than the bandage around her head, she looked as though she hadn't gotten hurt. Roy found himself glad to see that it hadn't been necassary for the doctors to shave her hair for the surgery. Though, her golden locks seemed to have lost some color as they hung dully around her face.

Roy reached out and touched her hand. It was cold, so cold. Roy put his head down on the blanket, squeezing Riza's hand tightly, as if he was afraid letting go would cause her to dissapear.

"Oh Hawkeye," he whispered into the sheets, knowing noone else could see him. "Riza... I'm sorry... you never diserved to go through this. I swear, I'll make it up to you... I promise."

His voice broke on the last words as tears threatened to pour from his eyes.Roy allowed his emotions to finally come spilling out... and he cried, still clasping his liuetenant's... his Riza's... hand.

Tsume-n-carnet: SHE LIVES!Ok, fluffy chapter... I know... this stories going to be serious for a few chapters... anyway... I hope Roy wasn't too out of character for you! Please review! but no flames... i don't like those... constructive criticism is ok... but no flames! kk, later y'all!