A/N: Sorry for making it a lot less words than usual. I've been extremely tired, and typing out these chapters for hours on end put a strain on my eyes. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this chapter, as short as it was. I do appreciate the nice reviews, they are what keep me writing each chapter.

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Chapter 4

Edward's POV (Later that evening)

I snapped up into the chilly air. It took me a few minutes to adjust to my surroundings. It was darker, and the only light that could be seen was the reflection of the moon onto the water of the river. Den was still snoozing away on my lap.

I pet his head and spoke quietly, "Damn, I fell asleep." He lifted his head slowly and looked up at me. "Should we go back Den?" He looked at me confused.

"I mean, I'm not really that pissed off anymore, and Winry probably isn't either." He just whimpered. "Really, why am I talking to a dog?" I muttered to myself standing up, and Den did the same. I took one last look at the river, and turned around and began my walk back, into the darkness.

It didn't take too long to get to Winry's house. I opened the door slowly and silently, peeking my head in. "Winry, Den and I are home…" I spoke quietly.

All the lights were left on in the living room. I questioned this, because usually chews me out for not turning off lights when I'm done in the room. She says it saves energy and money.

"Winry?" I called out. Den trotted up the stairs by himself, and I started too look in the kitchen. No one in the kitchen either, with all the lights on. 'Where the hell could she have gone?' I thought sourly. I come back with the feeling that I'm going to apologize, at least just for bugging her about eating the rest of her sandwich, and she's not around.

The table was still full of crumbs and plates left from lunch, untouched.

Den started barking from upstairs. I turned around and made my way out of the kitchen.

Walking up the stairs, the barking had gotten more frantic and excessive. Maybe I should walk a little faster. I turned around the corner by the stairs, and Den was barking very loud by the bathroom door. A faint light was shining from the bottom.

"Winry?" I questioned through the door. No response. I knocked a few times, and Den was still barking, now louder than ever. "Winry?" I spoke a little louder. Again, no response. "Are you alright?" I yelled through the door. No reply.

Den started pawing at the door now, with a hysteric howl. "Winry!" I tried to throw myself against the door, but no avail. I clapped my hands together and put them on the door. An extremely bright blue light shone for a few seconds, then disappeared.

I looked around the dim bathroom. The tub was filled with water, and an arm was hanging over the side, clutching something in the hand. It was Winry's arm.

I ran over to the tub, "WINRY!" I yelled. I pulled her out of the bathtub, and laid her limp body on my lap. "Winry, wake up." I slapped her face gently a few times. She didn't wake up.

She was sickeningly pale. Her wet clothes clung to her body, and all her features were suddenly easily distinguished. Not only was she deathly pale, but her bones were clearly visible… Like she's hasn't eaten for a long time.

I snapped out of my thoughts, out of my wandering eyes of her dying body. "Dammit Winry, why'd you have to go and do something stupid like this?" I put her head on the ground slowly, and sat back from her a bit. "Shit… What was that bastard colonel saying during those rescuing exercises?" My mind rushed fervently. What was it he did… CPR! I think…

"Lay her down, check. Um…" I stumbled. "Oh! I have to put pressure on her chest." I could feel my face sub-consciously heating up. "On her lungs, right." And I proceed to do so.

"Okay… Um… Check her breathing and hmm…" I thought quickly. I can't afford to take any little breaks. She was dying, if she wasn't already dead.

Dead… What a horrifying word to think about Winry. I just can't imagine it ever happening.

"Uh, and perform mouth-to-mouth. I think." My face was still red. I put my ear close to her mouth. No breathing. I tilted her head back and put my lips on hers, putting oxygen into her lungs.

I proceed to do the same thing over and over again, until I heard a small gasp. I looked down at her and her eyes were squished together. She was coughing hysterically, with water spouting up with every exhale. "Winry…" I stroked her face, shaping her still wet bangs off to the side.

"Dammit Winry… Don't scare me like that…" I paused. I couldn't tell if she was awake or still unconscious, but I wanted to say this anyway. "I don't know if I could live without you. Please don't go away."

Winry's POV

When I woke up, my eyelids were extremely heavy and my head hurt like hell. I didn't even bother to try sitting up. From what I could see, everything looked really dark. I think it might be late at night… I think I was lying on my bed too.

Then I remembered.

My last memory was trying to drown myself in the bathroom. What had happened? I wouldn't be lying here if I died… "Shit…" My voice growled in a raspy voice.

"Winry?" I faint voice spoke out. It oddly soothed the nagging tension that was currently residing in my brain.

"Mmmm…" I mumbled. I wish I could hear the voice again. It made me feel like I was whole again.

"Hey, Win, are you awake?" The velvety voice rang out.

"Barely…" My ugly voice replied. "Who is this?" I mumbled.

"Ed…" The tone in his voice was full of love. Or maybe I am just imagining things. "H-how are you feeling?" I heard Den whimper, but I wasn't sure where he was.

"I'm in a lot of pain," I chuckled half-heartedly. "What happened?" I barely whispered.

"Well, I found you in the bathroom, submersed in a bathtub full of water." His voice got firm. Right, I knew about that part. It was going all perfectly… I could feel myself being cleansed by the light when I died, but now I feel twice as dirty.

"Ah… I see…" I mumbled. Ed sighed heavily.

"Winry, I have a good idea of why you did what you did. I'm going to ask you about it, but not right now, because you're in no condition to do anything. I want an answer though. I'm not leaving here without one," he spoke, his voice full of both concern and anger.

"How long have I been out?" I grumbled, my eyelids getting heavier by the second.

"About 2 days." He spoke fiercely. "Don't change the subject."

"You can go back to Central like you were originally going to. I'll be fine." I lied. I hate doing it, but I feel like I can't help but do it.

"I don't believe you." Uh oh. I was getting exhausted again.

"Edward…" I slurred, "Why'd you save me? What if you regret saving me, after I tell you?" I shifted my pained body onto my side, with my eyes closed.

"I won't regret it, you're important to me. An important friend." Crap. Just a good friend to him… What a great way to send an already depressed girl into a downward spiral of pain. Well, not like he knew about that anyway.

"I…" He continued.

But I fell asleep. I never did know what he said until much, much later.

"I… love you."

A/N: With Ed's first day of being there, and her "sleeping" for two days, Ed's been in Risembool for 3 days out of the week. Think of it as, he arrived on Sunday, and she woke up around Tuesday evening. Blah, hopefully that was helpful?